Teror Hantu Janda Muda

I woke up to the sweet smell of flowers. I can't help but smile in the middle of the cold weather. The scent of the flowers was too calming. I couldn't help but to tighten the blanket against my whole body and curled myself like it wasn't time to wake up.

I want to sleep more. Iyong walang klase na iisipin, walang assignment at nakakakabang recitation. But I should accept the fact that at any moment, my grandmother will enter my room clad with her broomstick to remind me of my daily responsibilities. School.

I want to cry. My everyday problem is waking up early. How many times have I wished that time would stop and let me sleep I want to feel the softness of my bed and the warmth of my comforter.

Should I be absent? Even now. It's so cold, it's too lazy to go in.

"Claret..."

I ignored the first call to me.

"Claret..." I grabbed the nearest pillow and covered my ears to avoid the voice.

"Claret..."

But the second my name was called, I became violently aware. A man's voice! Man in my room!

I remained motionless. What is the man doing in my room? where is grandma?

I started to get nervous. My grandfather will surely burn me alive because there is a man in my room!

But what I noticed almost made me stumble. I'm not in my bed! I wasn't inside my room! How did I get here? I can not remember anything. did I drink yesterday

"Come on, Claret, stop that act."

He knows me, and what is he saying act?

I screamed when someone suddenly pulled a thick comforter that was hiding me. I quickly sat up and backed up to the headrest of the bed.

I was completely stunned when my eyes saw where I was.

I was in a strange room with this gorgeous--- no stranger. Who is he? Why am I here? What is happening?

I was sitting on a red bed full of white rose petals. What's with this setting?

I couldn't help but be awestruck when I looked down on myself.

I don't remember having any clothes like this. I was wearing a silk black dress, and I could vividly see the traces of my nipples on it.

Did something happen to us?

My arms spontaneously wrapped around me to hide my body.

"W-who are you?! Y-you molested me!"

The moment our eyes met, I couldn't help but swallow a few times.

I should hate him and curse him to death, but what's wrong with me? I couldn't help but to admire him. He's too beautiful and damn topless.

What am I doing in this room with him? How did I end up here and wake up dressed like this?

He's elegantly sitting in front of me with his crystal glass filled with red wine. His eyes were too intense while staring at me. My heartbeats were getting wilder.

As our eyes battled, an image started to appear inside my mind. He's familiar...

"W-why am I here?" I asked him hesitantly. The last thing I remember was that my grandmother and I were still talking.

I waited for him to answer but the stranger just vanished. I tried to look for him around but I had no trouble. I suddenly felt his warm breath on my right ear.

My heartbeats hammered rapidly while I felt my whole body go numb.

"Open your mouth..."

I didn't want to follow him but my mouth opened spontaneously as if he wanted to follow it.

Did he cast something on me? I can not move.

I could do nothing but watch what he was doing to me. I could feel some of his fingers above my teeth. It was like he was trying to grope my teeth.

Is he a dentist?

My brows furrowed when I saw the uncertainty in his expression. "I didn't turn you..."

Turn me what?

I couldn't scream when he suddenly laid me on the bed. My body couldn't just follow my own command! For you have found a new service.

My damn body was following his orders! I couldn't even utter a single word!

I screamed inside my mind when the stranger tilted my head sideways. I abruptly closed my eyes. I don't want to witness this!

My breathing started to get heavy when I felt his warm breath on my neck. But what made my mind turn upside down was his next move. He sensually dampened my neck using his tongue, until he started licking it with his slow and teasing caress.

I feel the sudden heating of my whole body.

And when his lips tried to move and explore more of my skin, I finally had control of my whole body. I immediately moved my hands and pushed him with all my might.

He didn't even flinch.

"You are really something..." he said filled with amusement.

With his quick movement, he quickly pinned both of my hands above my head.

"This is rapi--" he shook his head at what I had to say.

"This is feeding, baby..."

These were his last words before he bent on my neck again, and all I could do was scream. The pain pierced my skin and overwhelmed my whole system. As his lips ruled my neck, my body started to burn and my strength began to waver.

Am I thinking correctly? Are they really true? Why do I have to?

"You're sweet..."

My eyes were getting blurry. I can no longer see his face. I tried to slap him, but the last thing I saw was his lips with traces of my blood.

"You're a vampire..."