My psychological vampire
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Last published Tue, Oct 19, 2021
"Let go of me!" I screamed as i thrashed around his arm, i looked at his face only to see an emotionless gaze, his face was stoic as though i was nothing before him, like i didn't even exist in his arms.
Of course i probably mean nothing to him, i never did and i probably never will
Realization dawned upon me as a sense of terror clouded my senses when i remembered his words
"Only two things make my life significant : Blood and instructions, i have no room for emotions"
"You're sick Tristan"i responded coldly
I watched as his intelligent yet emotionless eyes darted to mine as he replied in a Luke-warm manner
"And you're my cure!"
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