The Vampire Princess

Burning, hell!

Chapter-3

BURNING, HELL!

JACK ASH

For a moment I was feeling like a stone unable to move and even express the pain I was being put.

I tried hard and just when she maybe giggled that I moved my hand just an inch. She groped my neck and I could hear it twist.

I am good as dead.

I am dead.

Dead.

Dead.

I fell on my face as he pushed me away thinking I was no more. I got my senses back. I could move and think except that my neck hung down like anything and I tear start to run down.

The burning in my neck felt like moving down inch by inch.

I wanted to run but I was afraid to be caught again. I knew earlier it was my mere luck but she would make sure I am dead.

I watched her sway and sigh and stretch. She put her hand above her head and danced, probably reminiscencing her victorious act of laying me here dead. Nobody was wrong except my mom who called me an ass.

I love you mom. I wish I don't without a goodbye.

My mother didnt get it from my brothers who went missing or I say, dead. She daily cried hiding and holding their photograph. I knew it just didn't let her know.

Alisa swayed her head as she opened the zip of her gown and I understood everything about her was to attract a prey. My put eye to the floor and heard her vanish from the bedroom.

I can escape.

Like a bounded puppy on lose, I dragged my body out. The more I moved, more of blood fell on the floor. And burning touched sky.

I almost scoffed thinking why didn't she suck me dry. Wasn't I tasty to this sucker?

I reached to open drawer and grabbing a small towel, I put it on my bleeding neck.

All the way I tried hard to not scream in pain. My heart raced and I was sweating as if the river was flowing through me. If I wasn't dying of bleeding seeing the excess blood that I had even after she drank of me, I knew I would die due to dehydration.

She drank my blood.

Are vampire real?

No, they are not.

She is bloody psychopath.

Bloody beautiful psychopath!

I shook her away from my head but my mind was capable of thinking millions of things simultaneously that I was surprised by myself.

First, I had get out thought and millions of possiblity of getting caught if she was vampire and even if not, she paralysed me. Next from where I was getting my phone to call my mother ...

Phone.

She has my phone.

And with this I remembered I left my bag in that f*****g house. That psychopath would know everything about me.

She would know is she want from school anyway.

Save your ass for now.

As I reached to the rusty metal door, I ran for my freedom. I ran and ran until I hit a car and fell for good.

" Motherfucker, Die elsewhere! " shouted a man Inside the car.

"Well I am! " I managed a whisper and blacked out.