The Bazaar Of H.A.S (Koli)

Chapter 30

The blood runs down on the tall man's clothes as he is holding the boy by his dark hair. His nails are digging deep into the human's flesh as his teeth are sank into the skin of the lower part of his neck. He bits hard and pulls ripping the skin open even more and sucking as much blood as he can.

He isn't a vampire he can't just be gentle and elegant. He always makes a mess when he feeds that way. Not that he needed to feed right now. Oli was just angry. He just wanted to take his rage out on something. And that barerly eighteen year old looking asshole crossed his path right at the same time.

He doesn't care about taking all the blood. Just enough for the boy to drop dead once Oli would stop supporting his body. And just like that, a couple of miutes later the demon pushes the kid away, his body lands on the dirty ground with a thumb, lifeless as his neck continues to bleed.

The tattooed man wipes his mouth and straightens his body. His eyes immediately fall on the even younger girl that's sitting on the ground with her back glowed to a tree. Her so, so innocent big blue eyes are looking up at him wide open. Her skinny hands are hugging her legs and she sobs quitly, too scared to even scream or run.

"You, oh m-my god. Oh, Oh god please. Y-you are...I don't want to d-die."

Her voice is barely above a whisper and if Oli was a human he probably wouldn't be able to hear her. Once his eyes lock with hers, she looks down even more scared.

"Oh, God. Y-you are a-a a...it can't be."

Oli chuckls and looks her up and down. Black leggings, grey skirt over the knee, white, long sleeved button up and long brown hair. Well, the leggings were ripped now and her botton up is unbottons all the way but she sure as hell screams goody-two shoes from miles away. She looked around fithteen, maybe sixteen and she was probably wearing contact laces so the first time in her lifetime. Oli chuckles again as he thinks how stereotypical is he being by thinking like that. He doesn't care. He is probably right anyway. Oli looks down again at the boy's dead body. That jerk made the mistake to not take a no as an answer and paid with his life.

"Y-You killed him. And you d-drunk his blood. Oh god, you drunk his blood! Y-ou are, you can't be...Y-you are a fr-freaking vampire."

Her voice was a little louder now and Oli rolls his eyes on her while walking closer. Seriously, this girl can't even say 'fucking' whatthehell was she doing to with this guy.

"I'm no Edward sweetheart, but this asshole got what he desserved."

Oli sighs and leans down pulling her on her feet. Once she is standing by herself he drops his light touch. Her one hand is still over her barely breasts, covered by a white bra.

"Do the button's up." Oli says and turns his back to the girl.

"You were at the party right?" He asks refering to the distant music and noise.

"Yes." She mumbles while straggling to do her shirt. She is froze but she would do anything to save her life. She goes for a desperate attempt.

"I have to go home. Please, I need to go. I'm late. My parents don't know that I came here." She was still shocked by what was going to happen before this man show up. If she can refer to the creature infront of her like that. He had just kill the guy.

"Let me guess. Little gentleman over here offered to 'walk you home'?"

Oli chuckles.

"Go to the police. You'll tell them how he tried to rape you. Show them your arms. The way he was gripping on you they'll be brushed by then. You'll lie and tell then that you kicked him on his nuts and run away. If they find him they'll assume he stayed to jerk off and got killed. The rest is none of your concern. Got it?"