human farm

The sun and the moon

(The sun and the moon)

I can't believe it's been five days since I last saw or heard from him.

Lukaria said that he called on the fourth day while I was sleeping, but he didn't ask her to wake me up. Instead, he told her that he would send guards to the house, and indeed, the next day, two vampires came to guard, which forced Lukaria to prune all that was left of the Fahalla plant.

I'm starting to get scared now that I'm here alone with a woman my mother's age and a new vampire. Oh Loren, she scares me now. Her looks are terrifying. She sometimes looks at me as if she wants to prey on me.

Jared's not here. I haven't drunk his blood for more than a week now, which means my blood is pure and makes Loren voracious. She even craves Lukaria. She's starting to turn into an insatiable vampire, and this is worrying me. He must come back. I miss him. I even miss the orange juice mixed with his blood, which I used to find disgusting before I fell in love with him.

I think that when you fall in love with a person, you begin to love all of their details.

I love his smell, his touches, his looks, and his embrace when he hugs me tightly until I fall asleep.Oh, those were the days when love invaded my heart and even took control of my mind. I was completely enchanted and infatuated with love. Recovering those feelings still hurts my old heart. I was a teenager, and at that stage of life, you look for love, even if it's in the wrong places. Although I was young at the time, I knew very well that this love must end. I knew that its end would be tragic. I must stomp on this foolish loving heart. I must wake up from my drunkenness. I will not spend the rest of my life with a vampire.But I won't stop myself from enjoying the days we'll spend together; it's all we'll have. I knew very well that this love would not last long. He might kill me in a moment of hunger, or he might find out about the role I played in his mother's murder. Then he would hate me and most likely kill me in the most horrific ways.

I went to sleep that night feeling afraid and anxious about everything-Loren and the riots and war outside, the war we had started by killing Mrs. Itolon.

I woke up in the evening, having slept in his room as my menstrual cycle had ended. I left the room and heard the sound of voices coming from the living room, so I went there, opened the door, and entered. I wish I hadn't. He was there, but he was not alone. He was accompanied by his brothers Gerard and Jayden. The three of them looked at me as if they were lions staring at prey.

I sighed nervously, unsure of what to say. I considered apologizing and leaving, but before I could, Jared stood up, tightly grabbed my arms, and ushered me outside.In the kitchen, he frowned at me and asked:

"Are you crazy? Who let you into the living room?"

Quickly, I responded:

"I didn't know that you or your brothers were there."

As he stared at me strangely, I noticed the prominent veins under his eyes.

He remarked:

"My brothers have inhaled your scent... and now it looks very delicious and pure. This is bad. Go back to your room."

I retorted sarcastically:

"I'm sorry, but you weren't here to offer me your blood, even though you know a vampire lives with us now."