Bloodbath [VAMPIRE Series]

Chapter Three: Real

Remembering Python for hating me because I am a rich kid, I tell mom this morning that I will be taking the cab from now on. It is actually incredible that she permits me without even throwing me questions like she used to. With my blank face on, I enter the school grounds with eyes loitering around, hoping to see any of the snakes. Or I could just walk to towards that abandoned building where Helland and I met last time. Just as I arrive, somebody from nowhere grabs me. As much as I want to make a sound, to cry for help, I cannot because the villain covers my mouth with his hand. Yes, I can tell it's a guy because the fragrance of his perfume screams masculinity. When he lets me go and I get a full view of his countenance, I smirk.

"Hi Mayhem," I greet to tease him.

"Give it back to me," He orders authoritatively, not forgetting to flaunt his infamous cold stare.

"What should I give back, Mayhem?"

"Stop calling me that."

"What would you rather want?" I ask smiling to make sure I'll get him annoyed to his nerves. Sometimes, people as cold and as irritated as him are the best to prank. Haha. "May, Hem?"

He doesn't say a word which somehow alarms me. I should have known better. The bad guy pins me to the wall while my hands are clasped together with just one hand of his. His other hand is checking my pockets. It's not there.

"Damn. What are you doing?" I exclaim, my eyes widen in so much shock! The jerk placed his hand on my butt cheek! "Perv!"

After me shrieking like a lioness, he lets me go except that his bloody staring-eyes don't. They are still fixed at me. On the other hand, my heart is pumping so fast. I still cannot get over the fact that someone grabbed my butt! Ugh! I can feel my face warming up.

"Give it back, Youngblood," He demands as if no molestation happened a minute ago.

"What a jerk! Ugh."

"Don't be a smug now," He cuts in, scoffing which makes me want to slit his throat. "I didn't feel anything."

I raise my eyebrows, not really comprehending what he meant. He touched my butt and now he says he felt nothing?

"If it's not obvious, it's flat," He spells out, making me really pissed off. I swear, I want to kill him right this moment! And the jerk even has the guts to flash a grin!

"You are so not getting your ID back!" I declare out of exasperation.

Instead of feeling at least a bit threatened, the obnoxious King-snake laughs. Wait. This jerk has only one expression on his face. He doesn't laugh or smile. Yet he does now. What's more annoying is myself admiring how adorable his laughter sounds. To add salt to the wound, he looks really adorable himself. I have never imagined his face that used to be blankly emotionless could be so beautiful with a curve painted in those small thin lips.

"Flat, let me have it," He interjects me from my own thoughts. He tries to sound serious, but it appeals playful to me. And I have to take note that he just gave me an endearment through the word 'Flat'. My butts are so not flat!

"Take it back. I am not flat!" I debate, and the jerk again laughs.

Why am I suddenly vulnerable just by hearing the sound of his laugh? My gosh. What is wrong with me? Firstly, I forgot totally about my motto which is to ignore everything and everyone. Secondly, I know how to act around boys. I had so much of Declan for five years. Mingling with his kins is never a problem that Violet has on her list.

"Let me have my ID back— Damn!"

Time freezes before my eyes and then lingers in my heart the kind of fear that I only felt when Velvet told mom about dad's killer. The next thing I hear is my own sobs.