T̶h̶e̶ B̶i̶t̶e̶

Everything is not what it seems

You swallowed thickly, immediately contemplating your next move. Turning your head, you looked at Yami, watching the way his eyes darkened into an evil shade of red. His jaw clenched, further intensifying the look of anger on his devilishly handsome face, 

"Y-yami, let me leave", you heaved out, slowly, but surely, backing away from his intimidating gaze.  As if he were in a daze, the male followed after you, backing you up until you were cornered between the wall and his figure. As of this very moment, it felt as if he was towering over your frame. He trapped you with his arms, almost like an animal who was about to pounce on its next meal. For the first time, Yami scared the living daylights out of you. Goosebumps trailed over your neck and cheek as his lips ghosted over yours. He tilted his head, smirking slyly before chuckling to himself,

"No. There's a reason why you became mine (Y/N). You were supposed to stay with me, and you will."

Before you could lean back, he leaned in, gently pressing a cold kiss to your lips. Your hands sweated with anticipation. Who knew what he was capable of. A cold sweat began to fully engulf your form as soon as he pulled away. With your mind in a panicked state, the thought of shielding away from his kiss didn't even have time to process through. Yami watched you intently, waiting on any signs of movement. It felt as if the kiss had been something sweet, poisoned with sinful intent. As cold as his lips felt on yours, the passionate and lust hidden away had been unlocked, pulling you back to the feelings you had for the male. Finally thinking straight, you leaned forward, wrapping your arms around Yami's neck in an attempt to make him believe you were alright, and you would not run away, 

"I'm not going anymore, my love.", you spoke, caressing the skin around his neck with your nimble fingers. You prayed to God he would believe your lies. He felt ice-cold to the touch. You realized anytime he turned into a vampire, his body temperature also changed, matching the cold with the distant feeling you saw in his eyes. Yami grasped your wrists, pushing them straight above your head, 

"I promise I will fix this."

You nodded, trying to convince yourself that you would soon get out of this. Bringing your arms down, you briefly pecked his cheek before turning and following up to your room. As soon as you stepped in, you pushed the door closed, hastily locking it behind you. Fast footsteps pounded against the floor as heavy knocks hammered your room door, 

"(Y/N), my queen, open the door."

Although Yami sounded calm, you knew better. His voice strained slightly, almost as if he were pained by your sudden act of disobedience. You stayed silent, sliding your window open before tossing the bag you had packed, out on the crisp autumn leaves.

"Goodbye Yami", you whispered to yourself, gathering up some courage and racing out of the house.