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"Unexpected kindness is the most powerful, least costly, and most underrated agent of human change.
~Bob Kerrey

"Unexpected Kindness is like a bolt of light through the
heart."
~ A.R. Knight

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Evan:

I stomped my way back towards the roads. This so-called plan was alright but I find myself fearing what I've gotten myself into. The Vampire can't be trusted. She looks at me like I'm her food! 

Technically, I am her food but... She also looks at me with so much lust that it's scary. I don't want to go through whatever I already went through. 

"What are you thinking?"

I sighed. Yup! She didn't leave yet. She's tailing me so silently that I almost forgot that she was around.

"Hey, Pet!"

I shuddered and turned to look at her, "Don't. Call. Me. That! Ever."

She chuckled, rolled her perfect shoulders, and smirked at me, "Okay then, Prey..."

I groaned, "I'm not-" I struggled with my words and gave up. 

I'm done with this bullshit. At this point, I wondered if I was at the bottom of the whole food-chain. The whole world makes it a point to target me and stomp on me... or use me... or dominate me!

She looked at me like- like... like I'm food... Like she's the lioness and I'm the sheep. That's the best way that I could describe it.  

I took a breath and tried to stand straighter, "The name is Evan. You call me by my name!"

She laughed as if she found an internal joke. It made me falter. I was convinced that the whole plan shit was a trap. She's going to use me as a walking blood bank and... a personal sex slave. My breath came out in gasps. 

She frowned, "What's wrong?" She walked towards me and I flinched involuntarily. If I ever had the chance, I'd never have sex in my life again! I'd never let anyone touch me.

I just stood still. There was nothing that I could do. I should've walked away when I had the chance. Now, I'm stuck after I agreed to let her help me.

It's like I'm stuck in my stance. I didn't move. I was very still. Why am I going through this? Why is the world so cruel? I cannot kill myself. I cannot ease the pain. I'm never going to escape from that kind of life. First, with my adoptive family. Now, I've literally signed myself off to Roxanna. If I refused now, I'm quite sure that she'll rape and kill me. 

I next thing I know, I crumbled to the ground as the shock caught hold of me. Roxanna's voice seemed very far away. 

I heard something along the lines of, "Hey, Evan! What are you thinking so much? Snap out of it, Buddy!" Roxanna shook me slightly. I felt her support my head and torso gently. 

It took a while but I slowly came out of it and could hear what she was saying. She let me drink some water. "Hey, listen... You can't keep breaking down like this, alright? Remember that we're going to get you out."

 She made it seem like a good thing. I breathed and spoke, "I can't do this. You're just going to use me."

She seemed surprised, "What?"

I stood back again on my shaky legs and spoke firmly, "I can't trust you."

She sighed, "You're right. You can't. But, I'm a woman of my word. I promised to save you and your sister. I also promised to keep your sister safe and happy."

I nodded, "In exchange for my blood... What you didn't mention was sex."

She chuckled, "You're very smart. But, I wasn't going to use you as a slave." She said it so promisingly. "I just want a live person sustaining me. I can't keep killing all the men in the town. That'll be... quite catastrophic."

I rose my eyebrows. Was I overthinking for clearly no reason? No... No way. I can't trust a stranger. I've been kicked around by the people who were supposed to love and protect me. I must be extremely stupid to trust a stranger, and she's not even a human.

She chuckled, "Stop overthinking, Pet! I can promise that it won't be what you're facing now... I ain't such a sadist."

I shuddered involuntarily and whined, "Stop calling me a pet! How old are you, anyway?"

"Nineteen," she grinned flashing her fangs.

"We're the same age... Stop acting like... like you're a hundred years older than me!"

She chuckled, "True! I ain't a hundred years old as you guys write and tell in your stories... Maybe I live a little longer than you but I age the same way."

I sighed, "Whatever... Don't call me 'pet'. "

She smirked, "Whatever lets you sleep at night... Meet me here tomorrow. Same time!"

She took a step back and disappeared... 

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Roxy:

I feasted on an animal this time to put a leash on my bloodthirst around Evan. He's always so tempting. Someday, I might just lose control.

I was making my way to the place that he lived in. It was easy to track his scent. 

The moon was bright in the sky. It will definitely wane a teensy bit the next night. But, it's beautiful how the stars adorn the sky. Those huge balls of gases that were so far away and looked like little specks of glitter in the sky. 

I wondered if Evan ever got to watch them. He told me that he's always so tired that he struggles to shower and eat before falling asleep.

I looked at the Town Library as I walked by it. I've always loved the library in this town. It held so many old and informative books. Despite not attending school, I've learned a lot from there. I must've read at least half that library and know more than any average senior high-schooler. I've learned human and animal anatomy, technology, social science, about the environment, politics, law content, about different kinds of human sport, and even math... All just by sitting and reading in that library for hours, every day.

I breathed out looking at the huge mansion that stood before me. Evan's in there. I wanted to see him. I got inside silently and checked around for Evan's scent. I caught his steady heartbeat and scent from some window that lay open, about fifteen feet above my head. 

With a swift moment, I landed inside. But, what I saw made me freeze.

He lay on his stomach pressing his cheek to his bed, motionless. Hot food was placed on a side- table beside him but no effort was made to tend to him. He smelled of fluids from other men and looked extremely battered. It seemed like they clumsily made him put back the clothes on his body... after they used him.

Hot anger shot up my body. I trembled furiously and my ears rang as I involuntarily took a fighting stance. I wanted their blood. My ears caught the number of hearts beating in the house apart from Evan. My mind was subconsciously evaluating how long it would take to kill each of them and dump them in the forest to make it look like a bear attack.

I heard a groan from Evan and snapped out of it. I can't do this. It will risk the whole purpose. I made up my mind, not to let him go through this again. 

I walked towards him and ran my eyes over him. I have to clean him up. 

How do I lift him-

'You can crush boulders and lift trees!' My rational mind deadpanned at me. 

-carefully? 

'You can do it, Silly.' My rational mind told me and I sighed. I've only ever destroyed things. I've never had to handle anything 'with care'.

The first thing that I did was tear out his clothes into pieces because I was too impatient to strip them off carefully. Looking at the fresh bruises, I decided to run a shower.

I then slowly pulled him off the bed and carried him bridal-style inside the bathroom into the tub. He groaned lightly and I stilled wondering if I was hurting him in any way. When he subconsciously buried his face in the crook of my neck, my heart skipped a beat and I just moved under the shower with him in my arms.

As the water hit us, Evan woke up but he looked just half-awake. I put him on his feet but he swayed. So I supported him. He seemed unable to even wash himself. So, I did that for him.

He just put his head on my shoulder and held on to me while I carefully cleaned him with a generous amount of soap.

The whole time, my perverted brain kept spouting thoughts like,

Fuck! He's hot.

He's mine though.

Is it normal for someone to look so beautiful, handsome, and sexy at the same time?

What I'm going to do when I get him to myself... The possibilities are endless!

I'll make him call me Mommy!  I almost laughed at this one because it sounded so cringy and it kept coming to my head. I bit down my laughter because Evan went through a shock and almost fainted in the morning after I laughed at this very internal joke. I didn't want a repeat of it.

I also thought that if Evan ever read my mind, he'd run for the hills or threaten to kill himself.

Maybe, I should get my hands on him now. He's dazed and half asleep. He wouldn't even remember it in the morning!

At this point, I rebuked myself for thinking about taking advantage of him. For some reason, I felt upset for what he went through. I can't hurt him more. If I made a move now, that'll be the last nail to the coffin. I don't know how it would affect him if he woke up in the morning and remembered me assaulting him.

I then helped him onto his bed and grabbed the food. He's going to need his energy first. I grabbed the soup but he shook his head and tried to snuggle into the bed. 

But, I made him sit up and forcefully fed him the soup. After a gulp, he probably felt better because he didn't protest. He drank it all up and also ate up the bread and half of the pasta.

He just fell asleep after that. I made it a point to grab some warm pajamas and clothe him. I moved him into a comfortable position and tucked him in. 

I looked at my wet and ruined clothing. I just stripped out of them and grabbed some clothes from his cupboard. I threw on a hoodie that was slightly big, by a couple of inches on me. I grabbed his sweats that fit me just fine. 

I just settled into a beanbag and watched him sleep.

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