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 me a lift, and I directly hop on to the tricycle that was picking up passengers at the moment.After giving him the address I intend to go to, he instantly drives away from that place.I am anxiously sitting inside the tricycle when I suddenly sense a pair of eyes watching me. Somehow, those eyes send me a bad eerie feeling.'Not again?' I thought as my brows frowned. I just realise that this pair of eyes give me a different unfriendly vibe, unlike the first one earlier.I peek at the driver, but he is focused on the road. I can't even see his face, only his side profile. Then who could it be?Hold on.Can't I be too anxious and worried over a lot of things that I am starting to hallucinate or something? Otherwise how am I supposed to explain this thing that is currently haunting me?I shook my head and breathed deeply. 'This is okay. Everything will be okay.'After telling myself like that, I closed my eyes. I'm gonna take some rest since I still have ten minutes before reaching the hospital. I have no plan to look like a walking zombie in front of my family, and make them worry about me. That will be too much for them to handle. So I have to rest my eyes even just a little while to look presentable in front of them.As soon as I get them close, something powerful and heavy lands thunderously on the roof, as if an unknown heavy object drops from the sky.That startled me and the driver who let out a scream.I instantly clutch the bars on both sides of me when the tricycle begins to wind on the road, as if it is something that can only protect me from harm."What was that, Sir?" I asked the driver despite the unfavorable situation, which is so foolish of me, because what I only got from him was a horrific scream as a response.Exactly as I hastily turned my head to the driver, I managed to catch sight of his legs, shivering violently. Just like how the body responds when the owner is struggling with pain while dying.Whatever is on the roof, it raises the driver effortlessly.I try to grab him back by his leg, though my heart is thumping loudly in fear. However, my focus shifts to somewhere else when I notice something from the peripheral view of my eyes and am petrified to find out that we are about to clash against the lamppost.Subconsciously, my elbow was raised straight to my eyes, blocking my sight as I screamed.It won't take long before I can hear the sound clashing and feel the wrenching pain surging through my body after an opposing force hits me. But, I waited like forever but nothing happened at all.I put my arm down and noticed that the tricycle stopped an inch away from the post.I wonder how it happened, since no one had taken control over the tricycle and it was speeding crazily towards the post."No, don't come over."I hear a low voice of a man behind me, but somehow it carries a hint of panic. I assumed it was the driver, so I turned to take a look, only to fill my eyes with the sexy back of a woman in a venetian red dress.I find a familiar aura in her again, especially as I notice how similar her dress is to the dress of the woman who appeared in the employee's locker at the Starbucks Bar. Even their hair is the same, reddish black.It is weird, but I shake her off my head, thinking that it is a mere coincidence. Then, I think to interfere with the sole intention to call the attention of the driver since I am in a hurry. "Excuse me, are you guys alright?""Pretty alright." The woman spoke up without looking back. Even her voice is enchanting to listen to. Although it sounds cold, it is soothing in my ears. "But not to you."Her last phrase sends goosebumps to me, and the next thing she does, drains all my blood into my body in an instant.I can't explain how she clearly moves, but in a flash, she already stands so close behind the man, turning the cold atmosphere into a creepy one. Before I can predict what she is gonna do next, she grabs the man's head to the side, and damn shit, I witness her teeth grow sharply into fangs as she aims at his neck. Under my astounded soul, she stung her fangs on his neck and greedily sucked his blood.A sucking sound enters my ears and causes me to shudder subconsciously.She hungrily sucks his blood as his body trembles, and just after a few seconds, his entire body vanishes into ashes. Only she is left standing on the ground. At this point, I finally got a closer look at her face and at one glance, I recognized her.Yes. She is that woman I saw in the mirror.Real, alive, and dangerous.Fear, or whatever it is to describe this kind of feeling, is all understatement. Words are not enough to describe how scary it is to witness such a deed, let alone her.She carries that powerful dark aura that no one can ignore. That alone is more than enough to make me drop on my knees and beg for mercy.I feel like running away. However, I discover I can't move my legs again. As if I am under some spell, restricting me to escape."Who are you?" Shocked, I find myself asking her that again.A sinister smirk drawn on her bloody lips, and with a piercing gaze at me, she replied, "Your owner. And is here to claim you."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
After several hours of searching, the police got no results. They give up the search operation and look for Dr Sebastian in the hospital. Dr Sebastian is waiting outside Mario's ward together with Ashley, Dovan, and Morgan's parents. Ashely is sitting silently on the 4-seater chair, besides Morgan's parents who have been supporting each other. Ashley is anxious but tries her best to stay calm. She looks sophisticated in her casual wedding dress, but now, for whom is that dress for? Morgan can't see it. Dovan is lazily leaning against the wall. He is neither worried nor happy. He stands on the other side of Ashley, like a tall pillar. Dr Sebastian is pacing back and forth as he keeps on pressing his temples with one hand and braces his other hand on his hip. He is acting as if he is Morgan's real father. He fidgets worse than Morgan's parents. He can't stay still. He can't calm down. His face had turned scarlet. He is becoming more and more different from his calm demeanour as a res