My Billionaire Ex Is A Vampire

Utter Hoboken

“Stop,” I whimper as I feel something sharp gracing my skin and Sean moaning in what I guess is pleasure. Hearing my protest he becomes absolutely still, then he releases me from the wall.

Realization on how hard the impact was becomes obvious as I slide down the wall, not able to keep myself on my feet. I take in shallow breaths since the coughing hurts too much. I hear Sean pacing next to me as I try to get control of my body. Touching the back of my head I think I feel a bump forming, and there is a slight trickle of something warm and wet on my neck. When I touch it my hand becomes red making me realize what just happened. He bit me!

“Get back inside!” Sean demands.

“What?”

“Get back inside now!” he screams. Scared, I do as I’m told fearing what he will do to me in the apartment, behind closed doors. But I do not dare to refuse. He might become more violent if I don’t do as I’m told. I scoot myself in, not sure if I can stand up.

When I’m inside he roars and runs to the doorway only to be repelled by an invisible force. He tries a couple of more times, before calming down. Sitting outside the apartment door he examines me. My mouth is gaping. He cannot get in! Or is that also some type of fakery? Is he even sane? Does he believe in this vampire story so much that he stops himself from entering my home?

“I’m sorry I hurt you Lorena, and for scaring you,” he sighs. “I’m not in full control. I thought I was ready for the world, but being close to you makes me lose myself to my instincts.”

“Is that why you told me to go inside?” I ask him. “You can’t get in, like in the bloody movies?” I might as well pretend to believe him, even if I’m not sure what I think about it all. Either I learn more about the truth or I can play him for a fool long enough to get help.

“Yes,” he huffs like he’s in pain. “I do not want to force you to do anything and smelling your fear almost drove me over the edge. You cannot invite me in until I have full control near you,” he explains. 

“What do you mean ‘near me’? Why me?”

“I told you Lorena. You are my Beloved. My instincts to be with you are stronger than any other instinct I have. It’s like I need you as much as I needed breathing before I turned.” He stares at me with puppy eyes and if it weren’t for me being slightly dizzy I would have punched him. Right then and there. What a creepy thing to say! Utter Hoboken!

“What’s the matter with you? You think you can get me back with such stupid lies? You think I’m a milk breather, or what?” I ask him. So much for pretending I groan internally. “You couldn’t get up with any decent excuse for yourself so you made up something so so so desperate? Like a vampire? Are you for real? You’re walnuts if you think I can believe your lies! Who the snickerdoodles would believe you?”

As I speak I see the face of Sean fall further and further down. First he just gape at me, but then his whole body sags together and he sits down on the wall opposite the door, head between his legs. I don’t feel bad, he had it coming after what he did to me.

“You leave me alone!” I snarl at him. That's when he looks up again. His eyes filled with blood. It’s like a horror movie and I can't do anything but scream at the sight in front of me. What the mango peel is happening? Is he crying blood? I feel the porridge from this morning is unsettled and I swallow hard several times to not let it come up.

“I’m sorry Lorena!” he sobs. “I’m just making everything worse and all I wanted was a chance to prove myself to you.” Blood almost sprouts out from his eyes as he tries to talk between his blubbering. “Please don’t send me away, don’t Banish me!”

I cannot do anything but stare at him where he cries in front of me. He’s never been a crier before. Not that I mind seeing anyone cry, but he was raised strict and told “boys don’t cry” enough times to never show those feelings in public and so openly. He looks so humble and lonely against the beige stone wall I cannot slam the door on his face as I wanted to.

“I shouldn’t have come back today. I should have stayed away giving you time to think.” Sean says, drying his tears.

“Why did you come back?” 

“I wanted to ask you for a chance to show you how much I miss you and want you, and to tell you that I hate how it ended. I wanted a chance to take you away from the bastard you’re living with,” Sean starts to rant.

“His name is Ben,” I interfere, letting him know that name calling isn’t getting him anywhere.

“I wanted to ask you to give me a chance to show you I love you more than Ben ever could,” he continues, making a childish face when he utters the name of my boyfriend.

“You have a funny way of showing this to me,” I sigh. “Why did you attack me?”

“I’m stupid?”

“No sh!t Sherlock! What were you thinking?”

“Smelling your fear I was afraid you would slam the door again when you saw me. I guess I was just overthinking this. The thought of you Banishing me makes me foolish.” Banish? He’s used that word more than once now, same with Beloved.

Taking a deep breath Sean continues. “Can I invite you for a cup of coffee, so that we can talk? Please?”

“Like invite you in?” I ask him. I’m starting to believe this crazy gremlin in front of me. You can’t fake crying blood, can you?

“No, no. You can’t do that. I’m fighting my instincts too much.”

“Instinct to what, exactly?”

“Um,” he hesitates. “To bite you and turn you.”

“Yeah, tell me now, then leave me the hell alone!” I feel my heart pulsate quicker and my hands and feet are suddenly cold. I’m not going to open my door for him again, that fracking frog face! Sean is sitting there stiff, but not about to cry again.

“I was thinking of the perfect way for you to get to know me again and to learn what really happened to me these last few years. And for you to fill me in on your life after I was gone. I understand you can’t go around meeting me for dinner now and then, so I wanted to ask you to set aside ten days for me this summer. Travel the world with me and let me show you how much you mean to me,” he says.

As I’m about to say no he lifts his hand to stop me from interrupting him. “Separate rooms unless you say otherwise. And after ten days you decide if you want to stay with me or,” Sean grimaces, “get back to Ben. I really do not want to force you.” Then as an afterthought he adds “I will pay for anything, so don’t worry about that. Let me spoil you for ten days Lorena, please.”

I gape at him. Does he really think that I would test my love for Ben on a whim? Does he know me at all? What an asswaffle! I’m about to slam the door again when he looks me directly in my eyes and a strange feeling creeps up on me. “Answer me with true words,” Sean commands. A cold sensation grips my brain and I start talking without thinking.

“Firstly, I’m too loyal to Ben. Secondly, I can’t afford to because I have to work off a dent in my father’s gambling debt.” With my answer the cold sensation disappears and I gasp, realizing what I’ve done. Why did I tell him that? I’ve kept my fathers debt a secret to everyone and one little glance from Sean I spill the tea! Irritated at myself, I finally slam the door shut. Even the sea wouldn’t wave at him!