All Chapters of Sweet Evil Fangs: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I faltered on the ground, keeping my balance as I ran for my life. I can barely feel my feet since I've been running for a while. I don’t need to look back. I can’t look at those red chasing eyes. He will slaughter me! I listened to his yelling that made my knees powerless. I secured my ears in fear as I lurched on the rough pathway. I don’t know where to go. I really don’t have any thought how I got myself into the woods, running away for my life. My breath hitched as I could feel the weariness. I need to halt and take a deep breath, but whenever I listen to his uproarious shrieking clamor of animalistic sound, I warn myself I can’t stop. I have only read those things in books and in movies. Each time I squint, flashbacks of what happened earlier devoured my thoughts. How the blood spread around like it was nothing. How the light hit his fang and it shone in my sight. Something you couldn’t envision was real. My feet hit something so hard that I nearly lost my balance. I stumbled o

The next following days went as flat as a pancake. My days were tranquil. Some students tease me and make fun of me since I'm always alone. The truth is I don't have any friends here. I tried, though, but it's hard for me to socialize. My interests in other people here are different. Since I live in a city, most people here prefer going outside and hanging out with friends. I was once told I'm a nerd since I love reading books and watching shows. They even say who even reads books these days. I mean, duh, I do. "Okay, class, it's Friday today, and you know the rules!" The girls moaned in torment while the guys cheered and did a high five. Damn, for the first time, I relate to somebody. Why did I disregard it's Friday today. Meaning? We have to do Physical Education. I grunt at the thought, more like physical abuse, torture, and pain. Every time we play sports, some way or another, my classmates find their way to make a monkey of me. If we are going to play volleyball, they see me as

“Tell him I’m not here.” I turned her back on me and pushed her outside my unit. She stumbled and almost lost her composure but when she regained her thoughts, she suddenly halted then pinched my arm. I let go of her, wincing in pain while she’s pointing her finger at me, eyes gleaming with rebuked. “You can’t turn away from him, dear. You need to face him. He’s been waiting outside for an hour. You should be ashamed!” she then pinched my ears. I was crying for help, asking the gods above to help me get out from this cruelty, but I think it’s my punishment for making a commotion earlier. “Go changed into something vogue. Use something on your face. You look-” “Ugly? Better believe it, I thought of that.” I grunt then caress my ears. Good thing she let go of it but I don’t think I can run away from her, now that she has an idea that I know the guy she’s alluding to. “I was going to say washed-out.” She then walked past by my side and went to my closet. I let out a tired breath. Even

“Come on!” he abruptly opened the entryway of his car. I nearly jumped in my seat in astonishment when he opened the door on my side and then he continuously took me with him. He appears elevated all of a sudden. “Nathan, wait!” we just run while he’s making fun of my fidgety phase. “So, what should we ride first?” Yes, you heard him right. We’re actually at the carnival right now. Before us are diverse developments of a traveling entertainment show, rides, and any fun, party, or celebration, as a program of sports or amusement. In short, I’m in hell. “What are we doing here?!” panic can be heard in my voice as I scan the place. Goodness no, this is the least thing I need right now. Engaging with a parcel of people isn't truly my cup of tea. I can feel the color of my face deplete. From here in my spot, I feel queasiness just by observing the tall establishments. The sun was dropping as the sky turned elevating. Night was drawing nearer and the cold breeze was blowing on my skin.

I’m happy. I’m really happy. My apartment doesn’t feel gloomy anymore. I smile regularly. I got optimistic. But that soon pulverized down when he all of a sudden asked me to have a serious discussion with him. I don’t know what to do at first since he might want to end what we have and I'm scared. “I like you, Natasha.” I didn’t say anything when he confessed his feelings to me. I know I have a crush on him but I kept it to myself since I don’t want to demolish our friendship. We’ve been hanging out for the past month and now that he also feels the same way, my mind went blank. “But! It’s okay if you don’t like me. I don’t want to ruin what our-” “I like you too, Nathan.” “W-what?” his eyes suddenly widened in shock. I nodded my head and let out a warm, but lovely, smile to him. “Yes.” He went to me and embraced me firmly. Soon afterwards we went out again, but this, it’s more than just friends. I was nervous. I really don’t have any idea how this day will go. But at that point,