I didn't thought that i can actually enjoy in school until i meet them. My first ever friends. The choose one plus one bundle.
Honey suddenly shrieked while we're passing the music room. It is where the popular students in the school can be spotted. Most of them loves music.Bobby hastily used his left hand to cover her mouth when their attention went to us at the same time Honey closed her mouth forcefully. She accidentally bit him which made Bobby scream too. I quietly giggled when they argued and didn't mind the attention the people around is giving them anymore. I shook my head while slowly stepping forward, not really intending to leave the two of them behind. I just want then to notice that i'm not with them anymore. It will make them forget what they are arguing about for awhile and prioritize finding me."What? You're hungry? You wanna eat me? Honey, i'd like you to know that i don't wanna be eaten by you! I want someone else...like someone," heI didn't understand why people conform the standards of the society until i tried to fit in. It was the feeling of being accepted and finally thinking that you belong. It was such a good move. It was an advantage to me. Students in the University already don't look at me as if i am walking without a head. They don't call me weird or old-fashioned anymore and they often smile at me whenever our eyes meet."Good morning, Miss." An Archi student greeted me as i pass through their building. I nodded lightly and continued walking. And of course, if there's a good part, there's also its opposite. Eversince i started to wear normal clothes, some male students showed interest to me. Unfortunately, the girls didn't like it. They have different ways to ruin my day. They sometimes confront me, call me names or glare at me whenever they got a chance. I've been used to it, especially now that i am already in my last year. I'm already graduating.I
You know the feeling of being haunted? It's what i felt after that incident. When i thought he came back. I fear the thought of bumping into him like i'm the one who left. As if i was at fault. When in fact, it was him.I don't know why anger doesn't surface when i think about him nowadays. Its the longing that prevails. As if i've been waiting for him. When in fact, i've tried to move on and forget about him. I despise the thought that i still remember him. That the thought of him still affect me. Even if he left me. "Rose, are you okay?" Honey's worried voice is what i heard. I hummed while nodding. "Just got lost in my thought. Why?" I smiled.Her eyes empathically narrowed. "It's our last day. I've imagined you...being cheerful and well, happy? Your expression doesn't give any hint of happiness. I wonder why, hmmm?" I didn't even remember that it will be our last day for OJT. My mind is elsewhere. I can't focus. And it just frustra
Waiting for a day to come and cherishing each passing our is two different thing yet it both make my heartache. Thinking of leaving the people i cherish... and hoping to see him again. Even after he left. I still yearn for him. Didn't know being attached to someone romantically is like this. I used to dislike and rant about girls who've been miserable and have overreacted when their lovers left them. I didn't understand then. Now, i do. It feels like i can leave everything just so i can ensure his safety or just see a glimpse of him. Funny how i hardly denied that i don't hope for him anymore. Funny how i disregard the thoughts of him and then now, i've been thinking of disobeying my Mom. And even leaving her. "Rose, tomorrow is your graduation. Aren't you and your friends celebrating? Am i gonna prepare foods?" I looked at Mom and shook my head. "Actually, they planned to party? In a bar?" I winced. "And we'll be having a sleepover in their apartment for about three days. Is it o
I regained my consciousness with my head spinning. I just want to lose my consciousness again. Drinking is not really for me. From what I remember, I just drank one shot, not even half a glass.I groaned and weakly touched my forehead, trying to massage it. My eyes are heavy but I am already awake. Minutes passed of enduring it, I heard the opening of the door. I wanted to cover my ears when I felt my head being slugged. It hurts. "Rose, I prepared a noodle. I know you're awake," Honey's voice rang on my ear while I force to open my eyes. She smiled and sat beside me. "I don't know how to cook. This is a...cup noddle," she bit her lower lip. "Sorry."I nodded and smiled a little. At least she tried. She knows that I need it. She helped me sit and lean in the headrest. She also guided me while I was eating because of my weak state. The door plopped open and Bobby arrived, panting. He looks agitated. He was directly looking at Honey. My brows furrowed. Honey can't look at me directly
Since I meet him, I became so curious with another world. I questioned myself if the world I first laid my eyes is the world I will be living forever. Because I desire to see his world. And if possible, live in there with him. When he left me, I tried so hard to forget everything about him. About my desire to enter his world. About that three days with him. Those precious moments with him. And the attraction I felt towards him. But it didn't fade. It visited me in my most private dreams. It was on my most hidden thoughts. My heart desired for it in its every beat. Now, I am afraid to open my eyes. My hope to see him might vanish. I am afraid I won't see him. That I was wrong all along.I felt someone staring at me. It awakened my senses. My eyes feel heavy. My neck hurts. I feel light and I am laying in a very comfortable bed. Soft and smooth. The smell is also very addicting. I sniffed more. I heard someone chuckled. It sounded so manly, it sent shiver down my spine. "This is th
Since I meet him, I became so curious with another world. I questioned myself if the world I first laid my eyes is the world I will be living forever. Because I desire to see his world. And if possible, live in there with him. When he left me, I tried so hard to forget everything about him. About my desire to enter his world. About that three days with him. Those precious moments with him. And the attraction I felt towards him. But it didn't fade. It visited me in my most private dreams. It was on my most hidden thoughts. My heart desired for it in its every beat. Now, I am afraid to open my eyes. My hope to see him might vanish. I am afraid I won't see him. That I was wrong all along.I felt someone staring at me. It awakened my senses. My eyes feel heavy. My neck hurts. I feel light and I am laying in a very comfortable bed. Soft and smooth. The smell is also very addicting. I sniffed more. I heard someone chuckled. It sounded so manly, it sent shiver down my spine. "This is th
I have loved my life eversince I was a kid. I loved it more when I saw a glimpse of what happened to my father according to my dream. I'm happy and cherished it most the days I spent it with him. The man with fangs who saved me that day from those werewolves. The vampire who didn't bit me. The first one who made me feel valued, aside from my Mom. And I didn't know I will ever be ready to guve up this life until now. Until I knew that he needs me. And if the cost of my life will prolong his and save him, I wouldn't mind taking my last breath knowing he's be safe. I carefully watched Slaughtrus who is now heaving. I don't know if it is because of tiredness or anger. His amber eyes darken and it is almost turning red but something is not letting him. Something is restraining him."We won't do it, my King," Slaughtrus said in his firm voice. The king's head tilted as a smirk rose in his lips. "You were saying, Dash?""There's another way, my King. I just need her blood. Forcing her is
I lived in a small house far from neighborhood with only my mother wit me. She told me that my father’s gone when I was still young because he fought some bad guys who wanted to take me away from them while we escape. I haven’t even seen even just a picture of my father but I am already grateful because my mother has told me a loving memories of my father.She have even described him as a man with an ash-gray eyes, muscular, tall and is a very handsome man. I have always imagines myself when I was still a baby being carried by my father as we walk to our home with my mother by his side. A picture of a loving family for me.Even without a father, I grew up well-loved and educated. My mother is a fine woman who always teach me good attitude to fight this one cruel world.As a kid, my mother has taught me basic
I have loved my life eversince I was a kid. I loved it more when I saw a glimpse of what happened to my father according to my dream. I'm happy and cherished it most the days I spent it with him. The man with fangs who saved me that day from those werewolves. The vampire who didn't bit me. The first one who made me feel valued, aside from my Mom. And I didn't know I will ever be ready to guve up this life until now. Until I knew that he needs me. And if the cost of my life will prolong his and save him, I wouldn't mind taking my last breath knowing he's be safe. I carefully watched Slaughtrus who is now heaving. I don't know if it is because of tiredness or anger. His amber eyes darken and it is almost turning red but something is not letting him. Something is restraining him."We won't do it, my King," Slaughtrus said in his firm voice. The king's head tilted as a smirk rose in his lips. "You were saying, Dash?""There's another way, my King. I just need her blood. Forcing her is
Since I meet him, I became so curious with another world. I questioned myself if the world I first laid my eyes is the world I will be living forever. Because I desire to see his world. And if possible, live in there with him. When he left me, I tried so hard to forget everything about him. About my desire to enter his world. About that three days with him. Those precious moments with him. And the attraction I felt towards him. But it didn't fade. It visited me in my most private dreams. It was on my most hidden thoughts. My heart desired for it in its every beat. Now, I am afraid to open my eyes. My hope to see him might vanish. I am afraid I won't see him. That I was wrong all along.I felt someone staring at me. It awakened my senses. My eyes feel heavy. My neck hurts. I feel light and I am laying in a very comfortable bed. Soft and smooth. The smell is also very addicting. I sniffed more. I heard someone chuckled. It sounded so manly, it sent shiver down my spine. "This is th
Since I meet him, I became so curious with another world. I questioned myself if the world I first laid my eyes is the world I will be living forever. Because I desire to see his world. And if possible, live in there with him. When he left me, I tried so hard to forget everything about him. About my desire to enter his world. About that three days with him. Those precious moments with him. And the attraction I felt towards him. But it didn't fade. It visited me in my most private dreams. It was on my most hidden thoughts. My heart desired for it in its every beat. Now, I am afraid to open my eyes. My hope to see him might vanish. I am afraid I won't see him. That I was wrong all along.I felt someone staring at me. It awakened my senses. My eyes feel heavy. My neck hurts. I feel light and I am laying in a very comfortable bed. Soft and smooth. The smell is also very addicting. I sniffed more. I heard someone chuckled. It sounded so manly, it sent shiver down my spine. "This is th
I regained my consciousness with my head spinning. I just want to lose my consciousness again. Drinking is not really for me. From what I remember, I just drank one shot, not even half a glass.I groaned and weakly touched my forehead, trying to massage it. My eyes are heavy but I am already awake. Minutes passed of enduring it, I heard the opening of the door. I wanted to cover my ears when I felt my head being slugged. It hurts. "Rose, I prepared a noodle. I know you're awake," Honey's voice rang on my ear while I force to open my eyes. She smiled and sat beside me. "I don't know how to cook. This is a...cup noddle," she bit her lower lip. "Sorry."I nodded and smiled a little. At least she tried. She knows that I need it. She helped me sit and lean in the headrest. She also guided me while I was eating because of my weak state. The door plopped open and Bobby arrived, panting. He looks agitated. He was directly looking at Honey. My brows furrowed. Honey can't look at me directly
Waiting for a day to come and cherishing each passing our is two different thing yet it both make my heartache. Thinking of leaving the people i cherish... and hoping to see him again. Even after he left. I still yearn for him. Didn't know being attached to someone romantically is like this. I used to dislike and rant about girls who've been miserable and have overreacted when their lovers left them. I didn't understand then. Now, i do. It feels like i can leave everything just so i can ensure his safety or just see a glimpse of him. Funny how i hardly denied that i don't hope for him anymore. Funny how i disregard the thoughts of him and then now, i've been thinking of disobeying my Mom. And even leaving her. "Rose, tomorrow is your graduation. Aren't you and your friends celebrating? Am i gonna prepare foods?" I looked at Mom and shook my head. "Actually, they planned to party? In a bar?" I winced. "And we'll be having a sleepover in their apartment for about three days. Is it o
You know the feeling of being haunted? It's what i felt after that incident. When i thought he came back. I fear the thought of bumping into him like i'm the one who left. As if i was at fault. When in fact, it was him.I don't know why anger doesn't surface when i think about him nowadays. Its the longing that prevails. As if i've been waiting for him. When in fact, i've tried to move on and forget about him. I despise the thought that i still remember him. That the thought of him still affect me. Even if he left me. "Rose, are you okay?" Honey's worried voice is what i heard. I hummed while nodding. "Just got lost in my thought. Why?" I smiled.Her eyes empathically narrowed. "It's our last day. I've imagined you...being cheerful and well, happy? Your expression doesn't give any hint of happiness. I wonder why, hmmm?" I didn't even remember that it will be our last day for OJT. My mind is elsewhere. I can't focus. And it just frustra
I didn't understand why people conform the standards of the society until i tried to fit in. It was the feeling of being accepted and finally thinking that you belong. It was such a good move. It was an advantage to me. Students in the University already don't look at me as if i am walking without a head. They don't call me weird or old-fashioned anymore and they often smile at me whenever our eyes meet."Good morning, Miss." An Archi student greeted me as i pass through their building. I nodded lightly and continued walking. And of course, if there's a good part, there's also its opposite. Eversince i started to wear normal clothes, some male students showed interest to me. Unfortunately, the girls didn't like it. They have different ways to ruin my day. They sometimes confront me, call me names or glare at me whenever they got a chance. I've been used to it, especially now that i am already in my last year. I'm already graduating.I
I didn't thought that i can actually enjoy in school until i meet them. My first ever friends. The choose one plus one bundle.Honey suddenly shrieked while we're passing the music room. It is where the popular students in the school can be spotted. Most of them loves music. Bobby hastily used his left hand to cover her mouth when their attention went to us at the same time Honey closed her mouth forcefully. She accidentally bit him which made Bobby scream too. I quietly giggled when they argued and didn't mind the attention the people around is giving them anymore. I shook my head while slowly stepping forward, not really intending to leave the two of them behind. I just want then to notice that i'm not with them anymore. It will make them forget what they are arguing about for awhile and prioritize finding me. "What? You're hungry? You wanna eat me? Honey, i'd like you to know that i don't wanna be eaten by you! I want someone else...like someone," he
"Why am i here?" I asked weakly. Momma's lips parted in disbelief before shaking her head slowly. "What do you mean? Don't you have plans on going home? I thought you just pass out here because of so much tiredness. You've been gone for two days, Rose. Two long days. And here i am worried sick waiting for you, then you'll ask me that? Like you are not supposed to be here? What happened to you, baby?" I crunched my face as i slowly rose and felt my back aching. "Where is he?" i asked hoarsely. "He? A man? Why are you with a man, Rose?" My Mom's voice rose with an undeniable anger. "He's-" a vampire. "He saved me." I said instead. "Save? Why?" "Werewolves," i creased my brow and looked at her shortly. I was expecting her to be shocked but no... she looks afraid... more so, terrified,like he just heard something that will end everything."No way," she weakly dropped on the ground like all her strength just left her th