u n t i t l e d --

                      -- ❝ look, i think i’m good right where i am. it looks like you’re having plenty of fun by yourself already...! ❞

❝ ‘ love ’? are you seriously trying to charm me into getting a drink with you? i’m too old for you. ❞ a string of questions came from her lips before she closed her books close. ❝ if i did, i wouldn’t be lecturing you on toxic substances, would i? ❞

              ❝ well look at you being very confident. but you know what? ❞ she paused to throw her hands up in the air slightly. ❝ i’m not your mother. so i shouldn’t be trying to convince you to not do anything stupid. ❞

              ❝ i’m still getting used to all of ‘ THIS ’. ❞ by this, she meant the reference to the knowledge of vampires and the rest of the supernatural world. biologically and scientifically, this was not possible. it went against nature’s wishes... she knew that. ❝ when you say it like that, it makes you sound like a creep. ❞

               ❝ no, you first! you called me, after all. ❞

❝ oh no, don’t remind me that you’re not normal. ‘ normal ’ people don’t corner innocent women in the middle of the night for a ‘ snack ’. ❞ she moved to take a long gulp of the drink. she needed it. ❝ ‘ back in your day ’? don’t tell me you’re fifty-something with a shit ton of botox and like to hang around darkened corners because you’re desperate to get laid or something. ❞ 

              ❝ you’re disgusting. ❞ she wasn’t at all amused by all of this. how on earth could he smile so broadly as if she were just a THING to him? ❝ like THAT, ❞ she told him plainly. ❝ and don’t act stupid and demand me to tell you because seriously? i’d like to just keep things to myself like a normal person would such as my name and thoughts. ❞

             eyes widened. ❝ help me? you fed off of me and healed me so you can cover your ass. that’s a big difference from helping me. ❞ they made their way to a small table in a corner -- how convenient. ❝ then i suppose you will have to keep calling me that then. ❞ she pressed her back against the chair, eyes slowly raising themselves to meet his own. ❝ must you look at me like that? ❞

                ❝ why?! ❞

ah, there it went again - another compulsion spell. she was join him for a drink and stay by his side until he was finished with her. that was that and no questions were to be asked. ❝ what if i don’t feel like you deserve to know my name? you’ll compel it out of me, too? ❞ she asked him sarcastically. ❝ and look - if i’m going to join you, don’t touch me. ❞ she was repulsed by the fact that he attempted to be friendly with her after the draining of her own blood to fulfill his satiation. yet again, she moved her grasp out of his again. 

this was in true violation of her free-will and she knew it. dizziness and haziness was still present in her mind, blurring her vision. all because he fed off of her like a leech... ❝ you fed off of me and expect me to share a drink with you? ❞ she asked him. kai moved herself from his grasp to lean herself against the brick wall. forearm pressed against the cool and rough surface, she leaned her forehead against it, eyes falling shut. she needed a moment. ❝ i think not. ❞ it was best to give him an honest answer now when she had the chance to. 

“It’s just one drink. It won’t kill me.” Blake said with a small smirk.

               ❝ whether it’ll kill you or not. are you seriously thinking of taking the risk? ❞

                    haziness seemed to overwhelm the young woman’s mind. he fed her his blood, words soothing her and all her worries seemed to fade away. ❝ what if i said no? will you kill me then? ❞ it was an honest question. he had harmed her already in a way. it was just that he used his skills - whatever they were - to ease away the hurt that would have been there if he did not do such a thing.

               ❝ what on earth are you --?! ❞ before she could continue her question, kai felt herself be yanked deep into the alleyway. her screams were forbidden to escape her mouths - he demanded her to not let them. she wanted to gasp and quiver in fright at the sight of his monstrous face and the fangs the protruded from his mouth. but she couldn’t scream...! the pain that she would have felt didn’t penetrate itself there at her flesh. instead, it merely felt uncomfortable as if it weren’t supposed to be there. for the love of god, his teeth weren’t supposed to be there. this was wrong... all of this was wrong. ❝ please stop... ❞

             it was frightening to witness such a change in the woman’s face. she was quite pretty and to see it distort to something so monstrous... to witness her bite into her own flesh and heal itself within seconds, it was fascinating - yet frightening. ❝ h-how is that possible? ❞ it was an honest question that faltered out from the graduate student’s lips.