Silvia's eyes opens slowly, when her nose felt the nice familiar breeze from the outside. In the room, had pictures and furnitures placed around. Just as how small the whole room was, it was very manageable.
The wall had blue paints rubbed to cover the rough and untidy nature of the building. She turns around in the bed, moaning when the sun light that passed through the cream linen curtains, kept evading her perfect glowing skin.
She wakes up immediately when she remembers how she was knocked out from the back, earlier.
Where was she? He eyes opens immediately, scaring the room.
Holding her back head with her hand, she removes the bed spread with her right hands.
She stands to her feet and walked to the window.
The surrounding was unusual.
"It can't be?" Her eyes opening in shock, a man made figure appears behind her, holding a tray of made meal on his hands.
"Yes, you're back to where the humans reside. Great view. Huh" he smiled and she turned to him.
What did he just say? Back to the human world?
"What did you do?" Silvia asked. Wasn't she happy that she was back to the human world? Wasn't that what she wanted from the beginning?
"Wha..what do you mean? Isn't this what you wanted?" Xavier walking closer with the trap he had in his hands.
"You brought me here against my will... I need to go back." She said trying to walk to the door and she is stopped by the door.
"Where are you going?" Xavier blocks her way. She turns to his eye, looking at him pissed.
Why was he stopping her? Couldn't she be on her own free will.
"What are you doing? Out of my way!" She yells at him and he smiles at her all of a sudden.
"You don't need to yell. I brought you here simply for a reason." He assures.
"What? Freedom? Well I'm free with Alien around me." She agues, trying to push his hard body away, but to no success.
"You've changed just with those few days you hanged out with him."Xavier darting his eyes at her, daring. What had Alien done to her that she was so mad about going back to meet him. Xavier felt betrayed, that the person he found to be different from everyone and some of his last kind was going to go back to the people who wanted them all dead the most.
"No, I didn't. It's for the best. Why do you care anyway. Have you suddenly changed form being an assassin, murder and whatever to some saint. What made you any difference, huh?" She said pouting her mouth forward to him.
"No, because I like you." He yells back at her, eye wide open. He walks forward, making her to step back, closing the gap between them, she feel the tensed atmosphere in between.
"Well, I don't like you. Satisfied," she walked by pushing him away, walking out of the room.
Leaving Xavier, standing perplexed. Silvia walks to the other room that had tables and other furnitures. She sits on the chair, with her hand support her heads gravity.
What had she done! Two men liked her and they were going to do anything for her.
Xavier walks into the parlor after a while in the room.
"Let's go out." He said calmly, walking out with a key in his hands, he's head disappointed.
Silvia looks up to him and by the time she could remember more about about what to do next, she found her self sitting inside a restaurant, Xavier sitting opposite, his face gloomy.
"Why do you care so much?" Silvia asked when they made their orders.
Xavier turns his eyes to the other way, evading her glare. He looked at the glass before them and watched as the peoples passed by. He sighed and brought his face down.
"I don't know. Maybe because you're the only one remain as part of the vampires." He said and Silvia could understand his whole situation. That explains why. But was that why he liked her? Because he only cared about making her his because she was also a vampire.
"Let's eat." He urge, when the lady brought the tray before them.
In the plate, onions was diced in circular curves, accompanied with French fries and red stew. As the steam blew up from the plate, Silvia inhaled.
"I hope it changes your mind of not going back." Xavier said and she looked at him, before she picked up the fork on the table.
"Let's hope." She said picking on of the fries and rubbing it inside the stew,
Mm, delicious.
Just as her lips tasted the meal, Xavier was staring at her, with intense love in his eye. It's been very long that she tasted human food, since she had been with Alien in the Netherworld, it's been all bloody food and the taste of rotten fleshes.
Well, she enjoyed it because it was what she always wanted to satisfy herself. The taste of the fries was sweet and well-made. In other words she enjoyed the taste but her whole system; protested to the delivery into her intestine.
"What's wrong?" Xavier asked immediately, looking at her pale face and skin. Her fork leaves her hands, falling on the table, the whole Individual in the restaurant, turning to her in disgust.
Her eyes drifts around the whole restaurant and her eyes seemed to waver a bit. What wrong? She wondered trying to get a grip of herself. She could feel her eye heavy and her whole body also.
"Silvia..." he calls again and she turned to his face. Xavier is confused as he paused looking at how Silvia struggled to get a proper grip. Suddenly she pulled her hands to her forehead, falling to the ground all of a sudden.
"Silvia!!" Xavier yells, running to her aid on the floor. "What's wrong?" He asked staring her whole body.
"Ge...ge..t... Ali..-.n" she loses consciousness.
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The Alpha's little Maid
Werewolf.................... He's an Alpha and he needs a maid. She a weirdo and she's a dethroned maid. She's pretty and silent but her mind tells the whole truth. What happens when she meets Mr Alien who's the Alpha? She seems tensed but nothing scares h...
