Chapter 7

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Ryosuke's POV


It's been another three weeks that have passed since the last time I sucked her blood.

I opened my eyes and leaned on my right side... My throat is burning like hell again. Actually, everyday, it feels like hell. But this time it's more fiery. I leaned onto my left. Ugh!!! I need to ignore this pain. Tss!

Hey. Wait. It's been three weeks, right? So... won't it be okay to suck her blood? Hasn't she regained her lost blood yet?

Wait... Why do I have to worry about that? A little sip won't hurt. I've decided!

I sat up on my bed and flex my arms and yawned. I stood up and walked to my door but I halted. Her door is lock for sure. How do I get in? Oh yeah. I remember. I can actually do teleportation but the last time I did that I was still 18 years old to avoid being chased by the fans in Harajuku.

I stood still, closed my eyes and concentrated. I imagined the scenery inside her room. Perfect! I felt the gravitational pull which means it's working. After a while, I feel so light. I opened my eyes and I am not in my room anymore. I'm in front of her bed where she's sleeping tightly. She's covered with blanket until her neck.

I gently sat on her bed and slowly uncover her neck until her shoulders. Whoa! She's actually wearing a night gown while sleeping? Sugoi na! I smirked as I glance at her neck down to her chest. Not bad, huh?

Now, now, where should I bite her? I've bitten her on her neck and that area under her collar bone. My eyes darted on her chest. It's half revealed. It's so white... like that of a milk. Should I go for that area then? Maa... I think that's the best place to sink in my fangs. I smirked as I slowly ducked towards her chest.

She moaned... which made me stop. She opened her eyes slowly. Her brows furrowed and are questioning.

"Ryosuke~kun?" she muttered softly.

I just stared at her sleepy face... she's way to cute with that face...

Then her eyes gone wide. "Ryosuke~kun?!" she exclaimed as she sat up and covered her body with the blanket again. "What are you doing here?" she asked. Her face became terrified.

I tilted a bit and looked at her. "I'm thirsty," I said. I climbed on her but she struggled. "Now, be good. Just a little amount," I said with my hoarse voice.

"B-but..." she stuttered. She seemed in panic.

I ignored her, as I went on top of her, I pulled down the blanket and aimed for that area. I want that... I want it there...

"IYAAAA!" she screamed and pushed me but that didn't stop me.

I sunk my fangs in there. Blood came out and I sip it. It's so sweet. This is what I'm craving for so long... This taste.

"Otoosan..." I stopped and looked at her... She's crying.

I stood up then wiped the blood on my face.

"Stop crying," I said.

"Why? W-why did you bit me here?" she asked between her sobs.

"Why? I think that place there is beautiful," I said.

"Eh? T-that... W-why?" she sniffed and sobbed.

"WILL YOU PLEASE STOP CRYING LIKE I RAPED YOU! YOU'RE PISSING ME OFF! YOU'RE MY BELONGING AND YOU DON'T HAVE ANY RIGHTS TO QUESTION ME WITH ANYTHING I WANT TO DO WITH YOU!" I shouted at her... But why did I do that? I- I... just want to tell her to stop crying...

I turned and went to the door. I was about to open it.

"My father may have given me to you for the help you gave to him... I- I'm never your belonging! A-and if I am yours... S-still, y-you should... you should r-respect me!" she shouted at me while crying.

I don't know what to say... What should I say? Ugh! My throat is burning again! I hate this!

"Respect? Whatever!" I said without even turning to her and then I went out of her room. I closed the door.

As I closed it, I heard her cry... How did I become such a monster like this? Am I still that Ryosuke from 5 years ago?

5 years ago... I was happy living my simple life... A life so simple with my family and friends who loves me for what I am... But now... Do they still love me for what I am? Will my family love me when they knew what I am now?

As I am listening to her cry... I sat down... my back against her door... her cry... sounds painful...

END OF CHAPTER 7

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