In the mirror is a sexy woman. She is wearing a venetian red dress.
Yes. That pair of mesmerising emerald eyes belongs to hers. She is breathtakingly gorgeous. She has that long reddish black hair draping all over her shoulders. She has that perfect button nose perched above her lovely pair of cherry lips, and a well-proportionate round face. If I were to say, she is the most exquisite species of woman I have ever seen in my entire life.She is so captivating that my heart actually skips a beat. This is the second time I felt this way towards a woman, which long happened when I was still in high school.I stare at her as I hold in my breath once again.The sight of her makes my own reflection like a soulless background and I can barely even notice myself.I am completely smitten by her beauty.I can only gasp as our eyes meet, sending an undeniable familiarity into my nerves.I can't help but feel that I've seen her before. It is just, I can't find any impression of her in my memory.After a short while, she plasters a smile on her lovely face. For some reason, I can see the pain behind that smile as well as the melancholy and yearning that she has been through.And it actually pricks my heart. I feel somehow uncomfortable and am sort of… guilty.This is absurd. Why should I feel this way towards a stranger?"So, you're also working here." She snaps through my thoughts, using the voice that I find familiar in my ears.I frown, confused as I ask her a series of questions, "What do you mean by that? And how on earth did you know me? Who are you?"I turned around to face her, only to find nobody standing there.'Wait what? Where is she?' I leave the bathroom, looking for her around the area, but she is nowhere to be seen. She just disappears as if she never existed in the first place. Shaking my head, I decide to drop the idea of searching for her and start to work.I can't be distracted by something that is unknown to me. Besides, my hands are tied up. I still have to think of a way to deal with that perverted manager without getting fired.I take several chests with me to the wine cellar to stuff them with expensive wines.As I am doing my work, that woman keeps appearing in my head, and worse, I can't shake her off. She has occupied my thoughts.Then suddenly, someone's hands wrap around my chest from behind and it startles me like Hell.Three expensive wines that I am about to place inside the cooling chest slip from my hands and shatter on the floor, making the owner of those hands retract them as he jumps back in horror."What the hell have you done, garbage?" The manager's voice thunders from behind.As soon as I hear his voice, I feel like my soul completely rips out of my body, especially when what has just happened registers in my head. Cold sweat envelops me as I fix my eyes on the broken pieces on the floor, with the contents flooding them.I can't move.That is when he starts scolding me. He throws at me again those heartbreaking, insulting and belittling words he usually uses to hurt me. He calls me a piece of garbage, a loser and useless. He literally makes me feel that I'm really a pain in the neck and makes me feel that I shall not have been born in this world.Shivering, I keep my head low as I silently receive his scolding. I feel like crying, however, I can't get my tears out."Why are you so stupid?" He prods one of my temple ruthlessly, so my head is swinging back and forth. It makes me a little dizzy, but I can't bring myself to complain. I have no right, have I?"Look at what you've done, idiot? You broke three of our expensive wines. Do you know how much it cost one of them, huh? It costs your entire three years of salary! Now, tell me, what am I going to do about it? You, spending a single night with me wouldn't be enough!"Hearing these, I clench my fists on my slacks. 'It seems like I have no other choice now. Do I really have to betray myself?' I thought.Being asked what to do about the problem has turned me into a total dumbass. I am completely clueless, like a black sheet of paper.'Now, what should I do?' I asked myself the same question. 'How should I solve this? What will happen to my family now if my future salaries are not even enough to pay for these wines?'No answers come to my mind.I bite my lower lip hard out of helplessness until I taste blood."HELLO, ARE YOU STILL FUCKING HERE?" The manager roars right in my ears all of a sudden. He may have noticed that I was in a daze. It makes me tremble as I move my head away. "Yes, yes." I answered absentmindedly."Yes your ass!" The bar manager releases a ferocious kick at my stomach, and I am sent flying on the opposite empty wall. Upon whacking my back against it, a loud bang explodes the entire cellar and I fall facefront on the floor, looking pathetic.The enraged manager doesn't have an ounce of regret for what he has done to me. He walks towards me and looks down at me with that same belittling manner. He totally goes ballistic, that even my charm no longer works on him.'But hey, you wronged me. If you did not startle me, it wouldn't happen.' However, I can't say it aloud. It will only make matters worse.He steps on my face and emphasizes every word that he next says, "Listen to me loser, you're going to rot in this bar forever…. WITHOUT GETTING A CENT! Now get on your feet and clean this mess!"The manager retracts his foot but eventually does another worse thing. He spat on my face before leaving me. This is more painful than physical abuse.A drop of tear uncontrollably streams down from my left eye, but I refuse to give in to this pain. Thus, I immediately wipe that tear off using the back of my hand and prop myself up.'My family needs me. I must get through this.' I told myself.Then, I pretend that nothing has happened.Suddenly, a particular song sang in my ears. I can recognize the song in a second. I specifically set that song to notify me whenever I receive a call from anyone at home.Without delay, I answered the call. What delivers to my ears is my mother's bawling voice, "Morgan, son. Your- your brother…"My mom can't speak properly. She can't even get to speak a full straight sentence before bawling again. I panicked deep inside. Because I know, if they call every time like this, it is not always a good thing.I furrow my brows. "Ma, calm down. Take a breath and speak. I can't catch them if you continue like that." This is humorous. I, in fact, am not sure if I am really trying to smooth down my mother or myself. Though I haven't heard the full details of the news, having my mother behave like this only means one thing— my brother is in serious danger right now.My mother sobs even more."Ma, where are you?""We're in St Alexis Hos—""Wait for me." I quickly interrupted in a calm tone. Honestly, I don't how I manage to sound like that despite the turmoil that goes on a rampage inside me. All I know is I have no right to be weak, my family needs me, someone who is always calm no matter what and reliable. "I'm going there now."And I end the call.I hastily left, and once again ran into the manager in the hallway, who seemed to have returned specifically for me to give me another errand to be done.I initially planned to ask him for an early off, but I disregarded the idea when he gots to speak before me in a harsh way, as usual. "You loser, you're finally out of there. If so, go to the counter and get your damn ass busy. You have no right to slack off!"There are too many things weighing on my head at this moment. As for this job, I can't care less. I have to check on my family.Hence, I pretend I don't hear anything from him and I act that he doesn't exist in my sight. I continue to make my way to the employee's door while he tails me like an inseparable tail of mine, scolding me endlessly with his dagger words.The bar is bustling with customers, so every employee's hands are full. There's no one who is able to watch the drama and laugh at me. "I DARE YOU TO STEP OUT OF THAT DOOR!! I'LL SWEAR, YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY WILL STARVE TO DEATH!!" He threatens me.His threat instantly made my pace come to a halt. And a cruel realization hit me, hard. He is right. Once I disobey him this time, I can no longer return to continue having this job. Once I disobey him this time, my entire family will starve to death. Either way I choose, the ending is death. My heart crashes as I struggle with what I should prioritize first. I close my eyes and as soon as my vision turns off, I feel an icy air brush past me. The air is soothing, it is comforting. It clears up my mind. As I open my eyes, I am determined to pick the most important thing for me. And I choose my treasure. My family is my treasure, and I'm sure I'm not gonna regret this. Neither looking back nor responding, I calmly stepped out of that door with a drop-dead silence behind me. I find it weird since I know that the manager will never give up scolding, threatening, and insulting me just like that. But I have no time to worry about that. I immediately went out to hail a cab to give
Hearing her words, my lips went dry. I swallow hard but my throat goes dry as well.There's no words I can use to describe the fear that overtakes me, but strangely, I neither scream nor run away. I just think it would be pointless if she ever really wanted to bite me to death."C-claim me? Own me?" I rephrased. "You're pretty possessive, huh? And what do you think of me? A stray puppy that you can just pick up if you like? I don't belong to you."Just a while ago, she was standing behind the tricycle. However, after hearing my words, she dashes next to my side in a flash. I was petrified as I turned to her.She holds onto the roof of the tricycle and leans towards me with a smile, "Boy, why don't you run away then?""If I run, will I be able to escape?"She chuckles playfully. "Of course… NO. You sort of shine. There's no way I can't notice you in the crowd.""Is that a compliment or a curse? Whatever it is, it only means I can't leave even if I try," I said in disdain. If before, I
*AUTHOR'S POV*A woman's devastated wail greets Morgan as soon as he opens the door of the hospital ward."Ma, Pa, how's brother?" He asks as he hugs his mother, who immediately meets him with open arms. Her cry raised the helplessness and grieving atmosphere of the room."Morgan, your brother— Oh God, I don't know what to do if he dies." Mrs Heirden loses the strength to stand, she limply slides down from his arms, and so he quickly helps his mother to sit."Ma, stop crying. This will only upset Mario,', says Morgan.Mrs Heirden sobs even more. "I won't forgive myself if he dies.""Enough saying like that, Ma. No one will die.", his tone carries a hint of annoyance. "I'll do everything to keep him alive. I promise you that."Morgan moves his eyes towards an old man who is sitting on the stool opposite them as he hears a sound of punching. He sees his father hitting his heart. "Pa, what are you doing? Quit it. You're hurting yourself.""I'm punishing myself." Mr Heirden hit his heart
*AUTHOR'S POV*Samantha casts one more look at the girl in her arms, and sizzling anger is dominating her whole body one more time. Her body shivers from those overwhelming emotions. If it was not against her oath, she might have gone long ago and slaughtered those filthy pigs."I'm sorry, girl. I can only avenge you that much. Hope it will appease you a little." She sighs. "I'm swamped tonight, but I really can't leave you here alone. It's not safe for you to be alone. I have to take you to the hospital."Samantha is about to teleport when her sharp senses grasp several dark auras nearby. Not only does she manage to catch their aura, she can also feel their need for blood. She might have been standing a half kilometer away from those pigs, but she could still hear the rustling sounds that are unintentionally made from a distance.They are after those pigs.She turns to the direction where she came from and sneers satisfactorily, "See that, girl? Your God is punishing them. I can't ki
Vampires look at each other, and confirm Samantha's identity among themselves through mental conversation."Don't waste your time asking who I am." Samantha interrupted them. "I'll introduce myself. Yes, I'm Samantha, a.k.a RED. And also known as the Demon vampire feeding the blood of her OWN kind.""It's really her!", exclaims the short-haired female vampire. "Jeez, what bad luck. We actually ran into her.", says one among the male vampires. "What are we gonna do now?""What are you afraid of? There are five of us here, and she's alone." The second man says arrogantly. "Hey bitch, if you don't want to die tonight, get lost."Samantha smirks eerily. "Can I take that as a no?""You're insane.""What a waste of my time." Samantha shakes her head and suddenly, her eyes glint bloody red. "Greedy people must die.""Go away!""Nope. I still have yet to have my meal."In a split second, Samantha disappears and reappears in the middle of them, clutching two male vampires by their necks with
When Morgan returns to the ward after talking to Mario's attending doctor, Mr and Mrs Heirden surround Morgan for a heart to heart talk.Morgan lifts a brow at them when what they is just watching him without saying a single thing from the moment they sit. He couldn't help but sigh. He understands that his parents are worried about him. Morgan takes an inaudible deep breath and pulls a smile. "Ma, Pa, I'm really fine. There's nothing to worry about. I told you, I like her."Mrs Heirden holds his hand and confines it between hers. She looks at his eyes apologetically, which stings Morgan's heart. He knows that his mother feels bad for asking him to accept the marriage for the sake of Mario."Morgan, you suffered a lot." She says, her voice is shaking. Obviously, she is holding back her tears since he doesn't want them to always cry. "As your mother, I owe you a lot."Mr Heirden breathes out audibly. "Stop that, Matilda. If we talk about who owes who, it was me. As a father, I just alw
"Y-you, why are you here?", asks Morgan. A moment ago, he was terrified. But now, he is inexplicably infuriated. He had just realized that it was no use talking sense with this woman. His friendly and kind countenance turns dissatisfied. "Leave.""Morgan, do you know her?" Mrs Heirden asks, confused as she and her husband eye her from head to toe. Samanatha is perfect in their eyes, actually. But they wonder who she is and why she is acting so domineering in front of them, especially to Morgan."No Ma." Morgan pulled his mother and father behind him, trying to hide them from Samantha's venomous gaze. "Whoever you are, I'm begging you, please leave. You're not invited here."Samantha pouts her lips and acts sad. No. The sadness on her face was not an act at all. For some reason, she herself can't explain why, but a part in her heart feels the pain seeing how Morgan dislikes her. Samantha mocks herself in mind. 'Hey, hey, Samantha. Wait. You're a vampire. Do you think you have a heart?
Samantha acts like a broken, desperate, and scandalous wife who catches her beloved husband cheating on her with someone else. She shamelessly drags him into the hallway until they reach the car that is parked outside.Their scandal attracts the attention of all the people nearby. However, people just can't interfere with them thinking that it is a couple's issue and must be solve by them alone. People only watch them as they whisper at each other, criticising Morgan.Samantha doesn't care whatever absurd guesses twirling in everyone's head. All she wants at the moment is to stuff Morgan inside the car and take him somewhere. She is as if can't wait to have him all by herself.She hissed."Release me, witch. I can walk by myself." Morgan shakes her off but in vain. He can't stand people looking at him as if he is a jerk. Although he can't hear people's conversations, he is certain that they are talking about him. The disdain on their faces as they look at him spills whatever ridiculo