Chapter 9 -Giving in-

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 Chapter 9

          I slightly opened my eyes staring down my body. I frowned. I forced my eyelids to close, as tightly as possible, trying to forget what I just did.

          I nipped my lips, as I took a step backwards, hitting into a wall. I slid on it, and examined my wrists; Scars.

          I couldn’t even breathe from the sobers anymore. I-I had just cut myself. My fingers headed to my wounds, feeling the depth of each. “OO-ouch,” I groaned in pain, as I leaned my head down to my knees.

          The truth is that I had done it before. This wasn’t the first time of my self-harming. My stomach was twisting, I wanted to throw up, to get all the blood I had just drunken off my system.   

          “But I want more,” I howled to myself as I reached for the razors. “Ngh,” I smiled, me grasping the item I so wanted.

          I grabbed it with my left hand and placed it on my thigh. There wasn’t too much space anymore. Whole my body was covered in blood, in this red liquid I craved.

          I sank the blade into my skin, as I made another cut.

          I moaned in pain.

          ‘I want this,’ was spinning on my mind, letting me know that I didn’t just do it for the blood. It was my way to feel alive, to forget everything that happened.

          I giggled. Now, the razor felt like a feather, tickling my skin. I was quite frightened at the thought, but I liked it that way.

          After that, I threw it way, putting my tongue right to place of the scar; taking a couple of sips from my own blood.

          I had to admit it. It was not what I was expecting. It couldn’t keep me going, not even for one minute. That’s why that chick from before wanted my blood, instead of her own.

          It just doesn’t work for yourself.

          And the lust began once again. I coughed. My body was already like colander. Chuckles. Chuckles together with tears, tears of desperation.

          “I’d rather be dead,” I simply let out, staring at the blaze once again.

          A smile makes its way on my face. “Maybe..,” I rash out, “Maybe, I just have to be strong this time. I shouldn’t chicken out; I have to turn the blaze to my heart and-”

          “Kouanto?!” I frown as I hear a startled voice calling for me.

          “They found me…They finally found me..” Relief is clear on my tone.

          I suddenly recall, the message I sent; “He’s here,” I say, almost whispering, as more tears roll down my cheeks.

          I must have fainted, for what seemed to be the millionth time this day.

          “Wh-What happened?” I heard a voice gently asking me.

          I parted my lips, ready to elaborate on the events, when no words could come out.

          All I could do was stare at the eyes which were slowly examining me. Fear and puzzlement was clear on both of them.

          “Hey,” I let out as I feel a knot tied up on my throat, “You actually came” I try to swallow, to kick the pain away.

          I felt the boy, gnashing his teeth, me letting out a piercing shriek.

          “Who did this to you?” he roared, as he stared at me in rage, agony and tenderness at the same time.

          I sent him a ‘weak as water smile’, before turning to face his blue eyes, glowing like burning flames.

          “Come on, speak! Did a cat get your tongue?” ‘R’, addressed to me, obviously panicked as hell.

          “..I got raped-”

          “You got- what?” He was now seeing red.

          “By a mad vampire, who almost devoured me..” I could sense him quiver next to me. “And then-…I turned into one.”

          “…A-And you even have all those scars..” His voice was shaky, trembling.

          “I did this to myself; because, I wanted blood. I needed it. I still do!” I cried, biting my tongue.

          “Then eat it. Drink as much as you need..”

          I turned to the boy, confusion drawn on my face, when I realized what he meant.

          He removed his shirt, bent his head sideways; signing me to devour him.

          I gulped, as I imagined the sensation of tasting him, literally. Though I couldn’t. I wouldn’t hurt him, I just couldn’t.

          The scent coming off his body was driving me crazy; It was so alluring, irresistible. I just wanted to pierce my fangs deep into his skin and never take them out.

          “Noo..!” I shouted, more like trying to convince myself. “I..I don’t want to hurt you ‘R’…I love you… And- and you’ve been through so much-“

          “Listen to me Kou..,” he now placed his hand on my chin, lifting it forward. “You’ll kick the bucket if you don’t do it; And believe me, then, everything will be much worse for me. So, just place your mouth on my neck, and do what you have to..”

          “No!” I yelled. I was too stubborn.

          “Tch..Fine,” he exclaimed, “Just remember, you made me rebound to this."

          As I goggled him in shock, I felt a piercing pain on my neck.

          “What the-” My sentence was broken abruptly, as I realized what he was up to.

          He had just bit me!  I put my hand on my neck, it being now covered with blood. “What was that for?” My eyes were puzzled.

          “You know have every right to bite me back”

          I chuckled. He was way too awesome.

          “You’re amazing,” I whispered, as I leaned my lips closer to his. His hot breathe was just too hard for me to take.

          “I fricking love you, Kou. So hurry; I don’t want anything to happen to you. Not when it comes by my hand.”

          I giggle as I lean even further, crashing my lips upon his.

          “Thank you for this,” I let out, my tongue reaching his chin, and then his neck, as I take a sharp bite.

          I could have sworn I felt as If I was flying, that moment; Higher than the sky itself.

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