BLOOD

Chapter 6 

26TH JANUARY 1984

I was probably hallucinating but I heard someone drag in a breath when I was dumped like a pile of trash on the floor. I saw different pairs of boots, but his familiar black ones grabbed my attention just like the first day. I dared not look at his face because I could feel the anger rolling off him in waves. I felt the shift in the air, and I just wanted to willing faint at that moment. Unfortunately, even my own body was working against me now.

There was movement and the room went from hot to chilly within a second. There was a split-second before muffled moans of pain filled the room. I struggled to apprehend the current situation, but Jeon Gyu was already on top of the other boy, punching his face into a pulp. It was in that instance that I noticed something; a detail that I hadn’t bothered with earlier. The other boy had a brown mullet.

“You can-have-every girl you-want, Taemin but you can’t lay eyes on what’s-mine. You dared to even touch-her! And that too bust her lip?”

The mullet-head groaned in pain, drawing my attention from his hair to his now redesigned face. He had cuts on his eyebrow and his lip was swollen. Sad that he hadn’t been able to do much damage to Jeong Gyu. The guy was basically a monster to me at this point, but I was kind of happy that he was angry for my sake.

“Shi-I didn’t know, she was sneaking around-so I thought I could-have some fun with-her”, the mullet said with a pained expression. Jeong Gyu got off him and kicked him in the belly before turning to the other boys in the room who had remained silent up until now. He quirked a brow at him, but they all returned to their earlier engagements. Jeong Gyu stepped closer and slowly helped me up on to the seat.

The stare he sent my way made me gulp but I managed to keep a straight face…with great difficulty.

He didn’t need words, I understood every action of his and I got up quietly when he also did. Like a kid ready for her punishment, I followed him into his car where he remained eerily quiet. He maneuvered the vehicle outside the property with a straight cold face that could cut ice itself and I was left to fidget in my seat the whole time. Then he pulled outside a traditionally-inspired Korean syle building I presumed was his home. I didn’t dare ask him why he brought us here. He just got out and headed inside. Before I could think, I immediately jumped out and headed inside. Immediately I closed the door, I was pulled and pressed by the door by someone who I assumed to be Jeong Gyu. The room was dimly lit and I could barely see his face but I would be able to tell since there’s no one else in the house. His mesmerizing eyes stared into mine and for a moment they reminded me of Taehyung’s. I must be out of my mind but I couldn’t even blame it on the abnormal way my heart was thrusting inside my chest. I gulped in a frail attempt to calm myself, but he immediately dug his head into my neck. I felt his lips move on my skin and I suppressed a moan. He teeth grated and bit into my skin making me scream.

I tried to pry him off me in an instinctive reaction but his hands pressed me further against the door. I groaned and I tried to beg but my voice failed.

“Please…it hurts”

He ignored me and continued to bite deeper into my skin. My nails scratched at his arms weakly as I tried once again to get him off me. My heart was racing and for a moment, all the scenes from the vampire books I’d read online began to flash before my eyes like a compilation video. He sucked on my bruised skin until I thought it would leave a permanent scar.

After a couple of minutes, he abruptly pulled away leaving me staggering forward. My knees failed and he held me by my arms. He led me to a chair and turned on a side lamp sitting somewhere to my right. I stared at his face as he gave me a devilish grin, like an artist surveying his most prized work. It was clear he wanted me to see how proud he was of what he’d done. I couldn’t words to say anything so I just sat there like a doll.

“That was quiet calming”, he said when I chose to remain silent. I took in his facial features, from the arch of his nose to the curve of his lip, he was a work of art. The tiny trickle of blood in the right corner of lower lip did nothing to scare me nor mare the beauty of his face. As a matter fact, it made him look eerily hot, like a vampire prince and the fact that this is my blood on his lips made me feel strange on so many levels.

“You’re mine now!”, he declared in a sadistic tone. Every cell in my body wanted nothing but to shout at the top of my lung that I was not his but I didn’t. I stared at the crazy guy as he weaved words around like a spell. Then he stopped, almost like an afterthought. Looking me dead in the eyes, he slowly licked the right corner of his lip with his tongue. I gulped and felt heat rush down to my nether regions. My eyes widened in shock when the realization hit me and he saw through me like an oiled paper. A dangerous smirk decorated his lips, and he leaned in for a kiss but I pulled back. He leaned in even further and grabbed my neck forcefully. One hand massaged my nape while his other fingers tagged at my hair and I closed my eyes briefly from the pleasure. In that moment, I registered when his soft lips touched mine in a short kiss. It barely lasted a couple of seconds, and I heard him whisper…

“Will you be my girlfriend?”