VAMPIRE’s QUEEN

If That’s What You Call A Kiss, I’m Deeply Disappointed

Her words sliced through the air like a knife.

"What the f**k are you doing here? And why the f**k did you drag me into a f*****g room? You're not supposed to be here," she snapped, her eyes narrowing into a glare.

I couldn't help but smirk at her bravery, her fire. She was always so fierce, even when she should have known better than to challenge me.

"Oh, hello! I'm talking to you. What do you think you're doing?" she demanded again, her voice sharp.

“Teaching you a lesson," I replied, leaning in closer to her. Her scent was intoxicating, making my head spin, but I needed to stay focused.

I needed to remind her who she belonged to.

"Why the f**k did you kiss and touch that guy on stage?" I growled, feeling the anger rise up in me again like a flame.

"I saw you up there, letting him put his hands on you, letting him kiss you." My voice dropped lower, filled with a dark, dangerous edge.

"Did you really think I'd just stand by and watch?" For a second, she just stared at me, shocked, and then suddenly, she burst into laughter. "Oh my... are you my boyfriend now?" she mocked, her voice full of sarcasm.

“Do I need your permission to do anything? I don't belong to you," she added, still laughing. God, her laugh. Even in her defiance, she looked beautiful, her dimples showing as she laughed. I leaned in closer, and our faces were just inches apart.

“Oh, but you do," I said softly, my breath brushing against her skin. "You just don't know it yet. But you belong to me, Evelyn." Her eyes widened, and she tried to push me away, but I held firm.

“You're insane," she whispered, her voice trembling.

"Maybe," I replied with a dark smile. "But I'm not going anywhere. You're mine, Evelyn. And no one....no one.....will come between us." She tried to push against my chest, but it was useless. I was stronger, faster. I could feel her body trembling beneath my grip and could hear her breathing quicken as she realized there was no escape.

“Are you f*****g stupid? Are you drunk? Get aside, or you will regret it! What the hell do you even want from me?" she spat, trying to sound threatening. I laughed, a low, rumbling sound that echoed in the small room. She thought she could hurt me? My little human thought she could make me afraid?

"Everything," I replied simply. "I want everything you are, everything you have. I want you to know who you belong to." I leaned in closer, our noses almost touching.

"You'll learn to obey, Evelyn. You'll learn to be mine. And now, I want you to listen, stay away from every guy. If you dare go against my order, you will f*****g regret it." Her eyes darted around, searching desperately for a way out, but there was none. I felt a wicked satisfaction at her helplessness.

This was exactly how it should be, her realizing she had no control, no choice. I studied her face for a moment, the way her lips parted slightly, the way her skin flushed with a mix of fear and defiance. I wanted to kiss her, to claim her right then and there, but I knew I had to hold back.. for now. There would be time for that later.

Right now, I needed her to understand. To know her place. "I can hear your heart racing, little one," I whispered against her ear. Her breath hitched, and I saw a flicker of something in her eyes, anger.

“You don't scare me," she managed to say, though her voice wavered. "Good," I said with a smirk.

"Fear isn't what I'm after. Obedience, submission... that's what I want." I leaned back slightly, still holding her in place, my eyes burning into hers.

"You'll learn, Evelyn. You'll learn soon enough." Her defiance was still there, but I could see the cracks forming, the realization setting in that she was trapped. I smirked again, letting my gaze bore into her, knowing she could see the darkness in my eyes.

She had no idea what was coming, but she would soon enough. "Get the hell away from me, you bastard!" she shouted, her hands pushing against my chest.

“What if I don't?" I taunted, wanting to see just how far she would go. I loosened my grip on her arms just a little, enough to let her feel a false sense of freedom, but before she could even think about running, I tightened my hold again, harder this time.

"Remember this moment, Evelyn," I whispered, my voice soft but filled with warning.

“Remember who you belong to." Before I could say anything else, pain shot through me like a lightning bolt. She had kicked me. Hard. Right in the groin. I groaned, my grip on her loosening as the pain radiated through me.

“You psycho!" she spat, using the opportunity to slip out of my grasp.

“Go have yourself checked," she snapped, a wicked grin on her face as she bolted for the door.

I stumbled back, clutching myself, my body aching from the unexpected blow.

“Damn it, Evelyn!" I growled, my voice hoarse with pain and anger. I could hear her footsteps echoing in the hallway as she ran away, her laughter still ringing in my ears.

For a moment, I was too stunned to react, the pain still throbbing in my body. But then, slowly, a smile spread across my lips.

This wasn't over. Not by a long shot. She had just made things more interesting. I would let her run, let her think she had escaped. But she would learn soon enough. She could run, but she could never hide from me.

I straightened up, still grimacing slightly from the pain, but my resolve was stronger than ever. "You can't run from me forever, Evelyn," I whispered to the empty room, a dangerous smile spreading across my face.

“You'll learn to be mine... one way or another."

EVELYN’s POV

As soon as I reached the auditorium, I headed straight to the changing room, my footsteps quick, and hurried. I needed to get out of these clothes and calm myself down.

My mind was still buzzing from what had just happened, and my heart was racing, but I pushed the thoughts away, focusing on getting changed. It was already 1 AM, and we were finally free to leave. I grabbed my spare clothes from the locker, changing quickly into a comfortable pair of jeans and a sweater.

As I slipped on my shoes, I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the lingering anxiety. I needed to act normal. I couldn't let anyone know what had happened in that room. After changing, I made my way back to my friends. I spotted Amelia, Jason, and Mathew standing near the auditorium entrance, chatting and laughing. They saw me approaching, and Amelia immediately turned to me, a curious look on her face.

"There you are!" Amelia exclaimed, her eyebrows raised. "Where have you been? We've been looking for you for half an hour!" She folded her arms, waiting for an explanation. I quickly put on a smile, trying to sound casual.

“Oh, I just... got caught up with something," I mumbled, waving my hand dismissively. "Nothing important." Jason looked at me with a smirk.

"Got caught up with something, huh? What, did you find a secret admirer or something?" he teased, winking at me. I rolled my eyes and laughed.

"Yeah, right, Jason. As if that would ever happen," I joked back.

“I just had to take care of some stuff, no big deal."

Mathew, who had been quiet, chimed in with a grin. "Sure, sure, whatever you say, Eve.

We'll let it slide this time," he said, nudging my shoulder playfully.

“Come on, guys," I said, eager to change the subject.

“I'm starving. Let's head to the cafeteria in town. It's open all night, right?"

“Yeah, let's go!" Amelia agreed, and we all started walking towards the exit.

We made our way to the 24/7 cafeteria in town, a small but cosy place that always smelled like freshly baked bread and coffee. After grabbing our food, a mix of sandwiches, fries, and drinks, we found a table near the window and sat down.

Everyone was talking about the events of the day, laughing about the performances and the silly things that had happened.

Amelia was excitedly describing a hilarious moment backstage, while Jason and Mathew kept interrupting her with jokes, making everyone laugh. But I wasn't really listening. I was lost in my own thoughts, staring blankly at my food. My mind kept drifting back to the storage room, to that guy with his intense gaze and his disturbing words. What's wrong with him?

I thought, frowning slightly. Why was he acting like that? Was he serious, or was he just trying to mess with me? A thousand thoughts were running through my head. Why did he drag me into that room? What did he mean when he said I belonged to him? Was he some kind of stalker? Or was he just bluffing? Should i complain about this to the principal? Or not?.

I couldn't shake off the way he had looked at me, the way his words had sent chills down my spine.

Was he dangerous? Should I be worried? Or was he just some jerk trying to scare me?

“Earth to Evelyn!" Mathew's voice broke through my thoughts, and I blinked, realizing everyone was looking at me.

“Huh?" I mumbled, snapping back to reality. Mathew grinned, leaning closer with a teasing look in his eyes.

“What's wrong, Eve? You're not even here. Did my kiss on stage leave you in shock or something?" he teased, waggling his eyebrows. I couldn't help but laugh at his dramatic tone. "Oh, please, Mathew," I replied with a smirk.

"If that's what you call a kiss, I'm deeply disappointed. I've seen toddlers with better moves," I shot back, rolling my eyes. The whole table burst into laughter, and Mathew put a hand over his heart, pretending to be wounded.

“Ouch, Eve, that's cold," he chuckled, shaking his head.

"I guess I'll have to work on my technique."

“Yeah, maybe start with the basics," I joked, feeling a bit more relaxed now. But as the laughter died down, I still felt the tension in my chest. I forced a smile, trying to act normal, but I could feel my energy fading.

"Guys, I think I'll go home now," I said, standing up from the table.

“I'm really tired." Amelia looked at me with concern. "Are you sure, Eve? We can stay a bit longer if you want." I shook my head.

“No, it's okay. I just need some rest," I assured her, giving a small smile.

"Alright, if you're sure. Get home safe, okay?" Jason said, waving as I grabbed my bag.

"Yeah, see you later, guys," I replied, waving back as I headed towards the door. i stepped outside into the cool night air, taking a deep breath. I needed to clear my head.

The events of the night kept replaying in my mind, and I couldn't help but feel like something was off.

I dont even know his name. I needed to figure out who that guy was and what he wanted from me.

But for now, I just wanted to get home and try to forget about everything, at least for a little while.