《Scared To Admit It》Colby Brock

♤Chapter 2♤

》The shooting pain in my left side indicated that yesterday, in fact, was not a crazy dream with me beating the shit out of Emma. And I in fact, did not die.

But I smiled internally because I did in fact, remember breaking her arm.

I groaned in pain and brought my left arm up to clutch onto my left side but I didn't feel any blood or even my skin.

I tried to open my eyes to see what happened while I had passed out but it was a struggle.

As my eyes opened up a little, I could make out the ceiling of a room. It definitely wasn't a hospital because I would have been blinded by now. Instead, it was dim, not dim enough to be pitch black but enough to see things around the room easily without my night vision.

I wasn't in a hospital, I was in someone's room. And that thought made me sit up in case I needed to defend myself in anyway but that was a mistake because I loudly groaned and hissed in pain before clutching my left side again.

I stayed hunched on the bed, which I had discovered because of the pillow and bed sheets. I sighed in anger and pain but I jerked to look at the right corner of the room as an exaggerated cough grabbed my attention.

They were sitting on a chair, one leg perched on the other with one hand under their chin. They seemed to be attempting to look intimidating. What was with people and trying to look intimidating lately? Was I a magnet for that shit?

All I could do at that moment was stare at them and wait for a possible attack. But neither of us moved. "Your welcome".

That voice indicated it was a guy. And I was 95% sure he is a Vampire. Just my luck. I was saved by the enemy.

"If your expecting a thank you, your not going to get one" I spoke back, looking at this mysterious Vampire through my hair that cascaded down my face. "I had it handled"

He repositioned causing me to be alert, "Didn't seem like it" I scoffed at that and looked down to my side.

"Most people say thank you when their life is saved" I faced him with a frustrated look, "Well I'm not like most people"

I looked away from him and tried to get out of the bed only to groan as I put myself through more paint. I clutched onto my side and sat comfortably again. I let out an angry sigh.

I heard footsteps and turned quickly to see his hand out with a pill on his palm. I took notice of the many different rings he had on. I looked up at him and took in his appearance.

He had black/Dark brown hair, a small nose piercing, and deep, beautiful blue eyes mixed with red. He was definitely a Vampire.

I looked back down to the pill in his hand and decided on taking it or not.

"Im not trying to kill you" I looked up at him again, "Its for the pain, If I wanted to kill you, I would have done so already"

I Shifted my gaze back to the pill before taking it and swallowing it before noticing he had a glass of water in his other hand, "Guess you don't need this" He said as he placed it on the coffee table next to the bed.

He walked away from the bed and back to his chair in the corner of the room, But instead of staying in the shadows, he pulled it forward towards the bed. Possibly to talk to me which I didn't necessarily want to do.

I kept eye contact with him at the edge of the bed. "How long do you plan on keeping me here Vamp?" If he could, He should tell by my voice that I'm not interested in staying here any longer.

"Unless you plan on passing out again at some point after getting up and walking off, you need to stay" He spoke up, "Not that I want you here in the first place"