Ara : I Know...

Chapter 4: BJoo

"Byungjoo?" I felt a hand at my shoulder and heard the soft voice of my master.

What? I am alive? I opened my eyes but found it to be a difficult task. My entire body felt heavy and I barely had any energy. I only wanted to sleep.

"Here, drink" Hansol took my hand and placed a glass in it.

"I'm alive?" I whispered because I didn't have the strength to speak louder.

"I only took enough to weaken you. Now you must drink and get your strength back." Hansol guided the glass to my lips.

Instead I turned away and gathered my strength and threw the glass across the room. I could hear the glass shatter.

"Master, please just let me die." I reached to my shirt and pulled the collar of my shirt down. "Drink. End my pain." I turned away from him and closed my eyes.

"Byungjoo?" I heard his voice but it sounded far away as silence and darkness swallowed me up again.

I heard my name again but turned from it. I felt a hand at my forehead. "You need to drink, byungjoo."

I pushed their hand away. "Master, please leave me alone."

"Byungjoo get up!" I was pulled back by Hansol. "Drink." My master offered me his bleeding wrist. "Drink or you will die."

I pushed his wrist away. "Let me die!" I gathered my strength and sat up. "Why did you bring me here? All I have done is make you angry. I have no reason to live. I can't live here when you favor another halfling over me. Master, please I'm begging you. Please just let me die." I begged.

Hansol cupped my face with his hand. "No, I can't do that." My master's eyes softened. "I need you here. So drink and get your strength back."

I pulled his hand away. "All I want is death. I am tired of this life, master." I heard a break in my voice. "Hansol, you know my life. My parents abandoned me. No one wanted me. I begged for scraps of food. I ate garbage and now I am here and you are abandoning me too. Please just take my pain away." My vision blurred with the tears I refused to let fall.

"Byungjoo," my master took my hands into his. "I wanted you here. That is why I made you. You have a gift that I cherish. I need you to live."

"No." I pulled my hands from his. "I don't want this life. It's even worse than the one you pulled me from. I feel like a prisoner."

"My byungjoo," My master pulled me into his arms. "I am giving you a life that is yours to do as you wish. You will have endless wealth if that is what you want. I will be there along the way. I won't abandon you."

I allowed him to hold me because I was too weak to pull away. It was odd this feeling of being held. I don't know if my own mother held me like this. Maybe she did but I didn't remember.

He said I have a gift. What gift do I have that is precious to him? I tried to look into his mind but I needed blood. I needed to drink. I pulled away and looked into my master's eyes.

"Drink, my byungjoo." My master's lips and seen the blood spill at his lips. He had bit his own lip.

I leaned into him until our lips were almost touching. I didn't feel any embarrassment from this little bit of physical contact. I pressed my lips to his and begin to suckle at his bottom lip. I wanted more and so I leaned further into him. My greed pushed him back onto my bed and I straddled his body. Still I needed more. I pulled away from his lips until my lips were at his neck. I allowed my lips to ghost along his skin until I bit him. Hansol gasped but it sounded more like a moan.

I drank from him but not as fiercely as I have done before. I savored his unique sweet taste. I could live off this for the rest of my immortal life.

"B...joo." My master's voice was a soft moan.

I pulled away from him and hovered over him. He had his eyes closed. I took that opportunity and kissed him. His lips tasted even sweeter maybe it was because his lips were tainted with his own blood. An odd realization came over me. His lips were the first I have ever touched so intimately and it was exhilarating.

I pulled away from the kiss. I was now strong enough to look inside of him. He opened his eyes and I felt confusion within him. I wanted to kiss him again. I leaned into him once more but he pushed me away and stood from the bed.

"Byungjoo," his voice was a whisper. He was going to walk away but I grabbed his hand.

"More." I stood from the bed. I wasn't sure what I meant, more blood or more of him. I pulled him to me and into my arms. I felt his excitement and curiosity as if it was my own. I lifted his chin and leaned down to kiss him again. 

He clung to me as our lips met again. I held him close. My mind begin to swim with many things. I saw and felt things that I knew weren't my own. They belonged to my master. It wasn't until I seen that face from the many nights before, did I feel a change in Hansol. Immediately he pushed me away and I could no longer see into him.

"Don't Byungjoo" Hansol stepped away from me.

"Master?" I stepped to him. "Who is he?" I asked.

"What are you doing to me?" My master had a look on him that I have never seen on him before. He was afraid.

"I am sorry." I tried to reach out to him but he stepped away.

"I am weak. I need to feed." My master turned and left quickly.

I was now in my room alone. I sat on my bed.

Who is this person that master hides deep within his mind? He keeps them so far that not even his blood carries the secret. I lay back on my bed.

Bjoo