Love is blind, they say, when you fall for the right one. But for me there was no such thing as "right" because it was forbidden for me to fall for anyone, let alone a vampire.
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As usual, I was in the church, spending my day like any other, saying my prayers, advising those with weak feith, and assisting the Father. Minutes turned into hours, and finally, it was time for me to head home after a long day of work.The air was cold, and the night was cloudy. Wrapping my arms around my body in an attempt to keep warm, I walked down the empty street. As I passed a dark alleyway, I heard muffled screams. Fear crept in, but I couldn't ignore the sound. Despite my hesitation, I moved towards it. What I saw froz me in place.A man he was dangerously handsome, with pale, flawless skin, piercing crimson eyes, and black hair. Dressed in elegant black, his sharp features and subtle smile reveal both charm and a hint of menace.
He was pinning a woman against the wall, his mouth on her neck, sucking her blood. Her muffled screams were desperate, her pale complexion betraying how much blood she had lost. If he kept going, she would surely die.I wanted to scream for help, but no sound came out. Fear had gripped me. Yet, I couldn't just stand there and watch him take her life.
Summoning every ounce of courage I had, I grabbed a rock from the ground and threw it at his head.He flinched and turned to face me, blood dripping from his mouth, his sinister smile sending chills down my spine. My instincts screamed at me to run, but I forced myself to move. Pushing him aside, I knelt down to help the woman. She was barely breathing. Her lips moved slightly, and with great difficulty, she whispered,
" Run. Don't turn back."
I turned to flee, but he was already standing in front of me, blocking my way. My legs felt like lead, and my heart pounded violently in my chest. Though fear consumed me, I tried to appear brave, faking courage I didn't feel.I attempted to fight him, but he was too strong. In the blink of an eye, he had me pinned against the wall, his crimson eyes bore into mine, his grip on my wrists like an iron. And yet despite the terror coursing through me, I couldn't help but notice how impossibly handsome he was.
Shaking my head to banish the ridiculous though, I struggled against his hold. It was useless. I resigned myself to my fate, closing my eyes and bracing for him to sink his teeth into me. But nothing happened. Opening my eyes hesitantly, I found him looking at me with a mocking smirk.
"You're lucky I'm not hungry anymore"
he said his voice cold and menacing.
"But if you tell anyone about this, I won't hesitate to kill you. Understood?"
I nodded quickly, too terrified to speak
He released my hands and stepped back. His voice cut through the tension:
"Now run before I change my mind."
I took one last look at him, committing his features to memory, before turning and running as fast as I could.
In no time, I found myself standing in front of my doorway, breathing heavily. My heart pounded so hard it echoed in my ears. I hurried inside and slammed the door shut, making sure to lock it securely. My shaky hands fumbled as I closed all the windows and drew the curtains tightly.Collapsing onto the couch, I tried to steady my breathing, taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm myself. But no matter how hard I tried, the horrifying image of the woman dying in front of me wouldn't leave my mind.And that damned bloodsucker... I never believed vampires even existed—until now. Why couldn't he just drink from animals? Or at least stop before taking her life? He went too far."Damn him," I muttered through clenched teeth. Shaking my head, I forced myself to get up and head to the kitchen. I needed something—anything—to calm my nerves. A cup of coffee seemed like the best option.
Once the coffee was ready, I sat down, sipping it slowly, trying to push the events of the night out of my mind. But no matter how hard I tried, the thought lingered—I was so close to dying. I whispered a prayer, thanking God for saving me this time. A deep sigh escaped my lips, exhaustion weighing heavily on my body. My appetite was gone; food was the last thing on my mind. Deciding to call it a night, I headed to my room, changed into something comfortable, and slipped into bed.