𝐎𝐡 𝐌𝐲 𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞! kth. ✔

I

Mira's Point of View

"Oh hi there Mira!" he exclaimed, his voice echoing a scornful sound. He then wiped off the cerise red blood, dripping off his quivering lips, with the back of his tremolous hands from the human he just devoured.

My system heavily processed the dilemma of the scenario as fear and dread slowly started to consume my body. I felt my right hand tighten it's grip on the handle of the sharp, serated object i'm holding. A knife.

Still having a trace of strength, I took a step back despite my weak and trembling knees when I saw him standing up, mustering his form from his position, leaving the lifeless body of a girl behind. He then shoved both of his hands on his front pockets, taking a very small step towards my direction.

"Is that a knife you got there?" he retorted in an obnoxious tone that shivered through my spine. He then took another step forward towards me as i took another step back, hysterical of him getting closer and closer. The space between us gradually becoming cramped.

A corner of his mouth quirked up at my actions, his bloodshot eyes reflecting a slight bit of amusement. He once again, took two more steps towards me. I felt my form quiver in immense fear.

"Please don't." I wept. Voicing an almost fainted whisper, quite begging. I held the knife and pointed it towards him, the bound of the honed knife only inches apart from his chest. Tears begun welling up my eyes.

"What now Mira? Are you going to try and kill me? Like everyone does?" he scoffed. His voice cracking at the end.

It was dark, I had a scrupled view of him though I can still see a slight glimpse of his face with the small amount of light the poste is giving through the alleyway.

His expression was dull, emotionless. Yet his crimson red pupiled eyes showed. Pain and enmity reflected his orbs.

I couln't speak. Words don't seem to come out as tears clogged down my throat.

"Well," he begun his statement and again took another step forward. I took a step back but instead of sensing air, my back came in contact with a sturdy concrete wall.

A crest formed at the side of his lips realizing that i don't have any more ways of escaping. "Why don't you kill and stab me with that knife now that you have the opportunity?" he spoke, his cadence tracing playfulness yet, aggrieved.

And that's when his words hit me.

Kill you? I can't do that Taehyung. I can't. I leisurely lowered down my hand to the side, loosening the grip on the handle. I dropped the knife forging a clashing sound that echoed through the street as it met the cold cemented floor.

I bowed my head and shut my eyes, tears that i've been fighting back are now streaming down my cheeks. I can't do that. I can't kill Taehyung.

My breath hitched as my eyes grew wide when I felt humid air of breathing close to my face. I went rigid, motionless seeing him so close, inches of distance boardering our faces.

His cast softened eyeing my state. He then cupped my cheeks gently with both of his warm hands, his flesh caressing mine, and started to wipe off the the tears that kept pouring down with his thumb.

"Mira," he called. I always loved it when he calls my name. With each syllable he muttered, ecstasy bloomed inside of me. Like my name was perfectly meant for him to utter.

I averted my vision into his now hazel brown eyes. His orbs boring into mine.

"I will never kill you. I can't." I mumbled. My voice bearly heard and there I saw, with the words that broke him..

His eyes glistened with welling tears.

"But you have to. You know you have to Mira." He snapped as his breathing became rough. "I kill people, I feed in them. I'm not normal Mira, i'm a monster." His voice grew in frustration. Tears he was holding back lost their hold as they flowed.

His eyes. They were tired and weary full of grudge and desperation. He was so lost, bemused.

"You're not a monster." I held. My voice dawned firm. "You're my bestfriend Taehyung." I claimed softly. A weakened smile etched on my lips.

"You're my happiness, you're the only one I have left. I can't bear loosing you." I cried and grasped both of his hands when I felt them loosing hold of my face.

His face stayed stern, not believing the words I let go. He's hands strayed away from my hold as he abruptly pushed me, my back sorely hitting the wall with impact. The softened atmosphere promptly became outrangingly tensed as fear started seeping through my system once more.

"Oh come on Mira, you saw what I did. You know what i'm capable of doing. So kill me now..." He trailed to a stop and looked straight into my glossing eyes. His pupils dilated back to the color of scarlet red.

"Before I kill you."

In a blink, his form was standing too close before me. His right hand tightly wrapped around my waste, fingers painfully boring through flesh, and his other hand forcibly holding the back of my neck making me tilt my head.

I looked at him as terror started to drain me. I couldn't recognize him anymore. I lost the Taehyung I knew.

"Taehyung-" I held my words when I saw a glimpse of his sharp narrowed fangs that stained blood before he lowered his head down my neck. His hot breath lingered through my flesh.

I shut my eyes tight, new set of tears cascading once more.

I waited. I waited for that impulsive sting when he wounds me, I waited for his two keened fangs digging down my skintone flesh, I waited for that feeling. The sensation of blood being extracted, running out of it. Running out of life and to hither to death.

I waited for the pain made by you.

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Part I of Oh My Vampire!