Page 25 of All Your Bloody Lies

“Vampire blood… that will do, Kai.” She rolls her eyes back and presses her head against the wall.

“Wait,” I couldn’t help but release an amused chuckle while reaching my hand out toward her. “What did you call me?” I draw my thumb down her lip, wiping away my blood.

I’m pretty sure I see a smile when her lips part again, “Sleep…”

I’m not sure if I get a response beyond the command because the next thing I know, I’m waking up on the floor. How in the Beyond was I in control, yet the one rendered unconscious?

What the fuck?

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There isn’t enough of my blood laced on my tongue to hold him for long, but requesting him to sleep will give me the chance to at least get away.

Fucking prick.

Fucking good-looking prick.

Watching his head bounce on the floor when he fell to the ground was so satisfying. Looking at him lying there, I really should try to separate his head from his shoulders. I should, fucking Gods, I should. Yet, I’m hesitant, and I’m angry that I am. I’m going to convince myself it is because I’m too exhausted to think coherently. I’m honestly not even sure I could rip his head off with how shitty I feel.

As I step over his body, I stare down at him, finally being able to take a moment to look at him; to really look at him.

Both of his arms are tattooed, all the way to his biceps, where his shirt stops me from seeing the rest. I truly want to inspect them; I’ve always wanted tattoos. Unfortunately, my skin doesn’t take to the ink, and I end up just sucking it into my bloodstream. Which honestly isn’t the best feeling.

I linger on his face, and then get onto my knees beside him. Truthfully, I’m a bit worried to feed from his lifeforce. His desire alone tastes fucking phenomenal, and I fear it’ll ruin me. It’s as if nothing will ever satisfy me again, and I’m forced to keep him alive, or suffer eternity unfulfilled.

Slipping my thumbnail across the vein at the side of his neck, I watch his thick, nearly black blood seep from him.

Just a little more…I’m unsure why I have to convince myself to take his blood. It won’t kill him. However, I know enough about Vampires to understand their draw and why Mundanes have such a hard time saying no.

I cannot become addicted to him… I can’t…

Leaning in, my tongue a mere inch from his neck, I hesitate.Don’t do it, I hiss out in frustration at my brain.

“Asshole, Vampire!” I’m on my feet so fast I nearly stumble. Maybe he’ll see this act of kindness, fuck right off, and stop stalking me.

Buzz. Buzz.

I’ve been in bed for the past four days straight, and haven’t moved. I’m pretty sure I’m dying.

Buzz. Buzz.

I honestly don’t even want to get up and grab my phone, which fell from the bedside, I think, two days ago. I know that Sydni is a mess trying to get in contact with me. But I’m tired, and this is the only place I know he can’t get to me.

Why…?I just keep asking that fucking question.

I was getting so close... Do I seriously have to move cities, again?No, I refuse to allowhimto run me off!

Sidence is where I know I’ll find them. If not all of them, at least some. There are answers here and I didn’t go through the last ten years of shit for nothing.

Except, what am I to do?

I should’ve killed him, but even then, they would just send someone else after me. At least with this psychopath, he hasn’t reported me to Achille. It’s only a matter of time before he gives up, maybe I just need to ride out his patience. If I stay in my apartmentlong enough, maybe he will give up.

I hear my front door unlock and my brain ceases to function. There is only one person that has my key, and if she’s here, that is not good.

“Phiny-bear?”

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