Chapter 5: Chapter 5

I slapped two enormous trash bags into Eliot's face and body with all my might. Due to the strong hit, the two large packages disintegrated, dumping two massive mountains of debris squarely on the attractive monster prince's face and body. Eliot screamed with fear:

"Shit! What the hell is this?!!!"

I dashed to my beloved bicycle, and dashed out of Eliot's sight. But it wasn't as simple as I had hoped. A strong force pulled the collar of my jacket back just as I was about to ride my bike. The poor bicycle collided with the ground, and I was lifted up by the demon's collar. The sensation of one's feet not touching the ground is similar to dragging one's fear higher and higher. But that paled in comparison to Eliot's blood-red pupils when our gazes met.

Okay, my life is about to come to an end!

The corners of my mouth froze, and it took a few seconds for me to regain my protest spirit:

"Let go of me, please Eliot!!!"

He easily holds me with one hand. With a terrifying expression on his face, Eliot grabbed the spinach stalks from the top of his head and threw them to the ground. The stench of garbage combined with the unpleasant pungent taste of fish sauce lingered on Eliot's entire pile of black clothes, detracting inadvertently from his everyday perfect image. Please forgive me, but if I were you in this situation, I would have thrown trash at Eliot instead of a knife! I'm simply defending myself...

Eliot frowned irritably, as if he had been forced to eat something revolting. He slapped me across the face.

"I was going to speak quietly. It's probably your fault. Fuck! Sean Douglas, please! Oh, this smell.... your human food is strange!"

I know this isn't the time to laugh, but watching Eliot struggle like this is hilarious. I shook my head, tightened my lips, and gave him a docile response:

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean it!"

"..."

"Can you please put me down first? I swear I will never tell anyone what I saw…"

Eliot locked his gaze on me. The room fell silent. A half-smile bloomed on his red lips a few seconds later. At the same time, my instincts warned me that something terrible was about to happen, and the only person who could handle it would be me....

"Do you know what is most unbelievable?"

Eliot's hand suddenly loosened, and I fell to the ground on my buttocks. Eliot's cold gaze stopped me in my tracks before I could exclaim my agony. Red led lights adorn the demon prince's moonlit hair and white face in the dark night, giving him a dangerous beauty full of death. Sweat beaded my brow, my shoulders stiffened, and my legs went completely numb from the killing intent emanating from him. For the first time, I feel small and vulnerable, like a helpless mouse in the presence of a predator…

My fists tightened. I'm terrified. I'm terrified. I desperately needed someone to come and save me... but Eliot's expression seemed to play with my mind and heart. I didn't know what to do anymore, like an oil lamp swaying in the middle of a storm, because even if I wanted to, I couldn't run away.

Eliot squatted across from me, his head tilted slightly to one side:

"That is a promise. Humans, in particular, and an outcast like you... even less convincing."

What? Is a species extinct? He bases his opinion on my background and accuses me of lying? That is indeed damned!

He continued, shrugging:

"The things I despise the most are lying and boring people. Sean, I expected you to be more than this.... I guess I had unrealistic expectations..."

"No! I swear with all my honor!"

"OH."

I managed to speak clearly in one breath after gathering my courage. Fear makes me speak English better. That is correct! Everyone has to die, but I don't want to die in this place, especially at the hands of someone like him!

"As long as you don't take my life, you can do whatever you want with me from now on!"

Eliot became immobile. He asked me again:

"All? Is it just me?"

I nodded firmly to demonstrate my resolve.

"YES..."

He suddenly burst out laughing:

"Hahaha!"

Huh?

Why is that weird? Or is my request for a deal too silly?

Eliot kept smiling and laughing, then continued:

"Sounds great! Now there's something I really want!"

I laugh except:

"What's that?"

Eliot's pupils suddenly widened. He licked his lips devilishly.

"Your taste!"

"Wait---"

Eliot hugged me tightly before I could finish my sentence. And then whatever happens is going to happen. In the end, I couldn't get rid of the bloodthirsty fangs of the legendary vampire barbarian creature, which I had previously dismissed as "not real."

The excruciating pain in my neck caused my entire body to convulse uncontrollably. I was in pain, but because my throat was numb, screams for help were futile. Does that mean I'm going to die now? Is it true that youth ends at the age of sixteen? I'm not bothered... I'm young, I still have many dreams to fulfill, I still don't understand what love is, I haven't even had my first kiss yet, but I had to go to the altar early to watch naked chickens, so...?

No…

After that, I struggled once again. Although I couldn't see it, the strong fishy smell began to rise to my nose, and my skin felt the heat from the fresh blood flowing from the arteries in my neck... My mind was on fire, and the dizziness had set my mind on fire. Eliot's hot breath against flesh at such close range almost gave me a second eerie hallucination. Exactly how I felt in the toilet after Eliot sucked blood from my wrist....

Pain and pleasure mingled in my chest like a fire. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine such a death.... pervert....!

My eyes are cloudy with steam, and my cheeks are bright pink:

"You son of a bitch... you broke a promise... a bloodsucker... hideous..."

Uncle Roger, Aunt Anna, Zack, Beth... Sorry, and thank you to everyone who has shown me so much love and warmth...

I wish I could speak with them personally. But it's not going to happen now...

I struggled to breathe and said my final words in my mother language:

"Um..... goddamn it! I curse you to death, you psychopath! Tao đệt cả lò nhà mày ( F*** all your whole family....) F*CK YOU!"

Two streams of tears continued to pour down her cheeks and down her chin, like a radio with interference. I gradually became unconscious. My eyes were engulfed by the terrible night. In the distance, I heard Eliot's sigh, and at the same time, Eliot's scornful voice:

"Oh my, what a weakling...."

Finally, another saying:

"Sleep well, little Sean."