RED

The Escalating Proximity

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I had been fleeing away from the land every now and then, and I felt bad for not letting Chirac know what I was up to. But how could I? I did not want to burden him with my problems just yet. I enrolled myself in the University course that Pratik had opted and much to my disappointment, he was studying journalism. It was ironic how I was supposed to be a creature of the dark with all that mysterious feel and impact, but here I was stalking my mate in open and was about to study journalism which was such an exposing course.

The sun was covered perfectly behind a tuft of creamy clouds, faint rays passing dully. I walked in through the college gates, with layers of clothes, a scarf covering half my face, hair tied in a braid and truck load of bronzer to mask my complexion. In next to no time, whiffs of pungent blood scents hit me with such might that I had to lean on the wall to balance myself. Maybe I should go back...maybe this was not such a good idea...but maybe this is...maybe all I need is to see him, all my thoughts made a complete chaos in my head. I pulled up my scarf in a weak attempt of blocking the aroma and held my breath.

The students were chatting animatedly with each other in the parking lot. As I passed by I wondered how they would react if they knew who was walking in front of them, not that they were noticing me. I could tell how some of them will be, running around yelling at me, some will be too shocked to even budge an inch, some will try to hurt me, and some will call the police. But that was a normal human reaction and it does not bother me, because I got that a lot in the past while hunting. It was funny how I was scared of them too; they were deadly as well if they knew the right move.

Humans were almost too easy a target; they were never prepared, alert or active. Their mind was too slow to react when they were unexpectedly caught and then they had the audacity to question our existence. In reality they were too fickle to even survive this far; their instincts were virtually nonexistent, and the little that they had was wasted trying to guess whether another human desires them as they did. Animals were infinitely more aware; they knew when we were near them. Humans were inconsiderate, weak and pathetic and I know this because they were my prey.

I walked down the hallway that had a bulletin board covered with all sort of notices. I took a breath, not wanting to asphyxiate on the first day and detected a delicious scent. He was here, my senses rejoiced. I feared for him though, I did not want to hurt him. However, I do not know how long I can resist him. Every step that I took was a result of the pull I felt towards his smell, towards his luscious blood. I swear this boy will be the death of me.

Tracking the class was not an issue at all and as I stepped in, I could sense all the eyes glued on me and the nonchalant babbling of how weird I looked. If only they knew, I thought to myself. But what was elating was that his eyes were hovering all over me as well. The thought of Pratik finally noticing me actually made me high in a peculiar way, but that was the effect that this boy had on me. It made me want to smirk but I resisted that. What would he be thinking? Was he approving me? Was he rejecting me? My heart dropped in the pit of my stomach. No, I won't let him reject me. I took a deep breath and his overwhelming scent surged into me and it took all my willpower to not claim him then and there.

"And this is the one you'll explain," the girl next to him said

"Ugh, which one?" Pratik said, now looking at her