Chaos Within

Chapter- 2

■POV- Cameli

I slowly opened my eyes, and I felt a splitting headache taking over me. The sunlight pours into the room through the slight spaces in the thick black curtains, I slowly move to my right and see that I'm strained to the bed by some stupid handcuffs. I turn to my left and see a raven-aired man sleeping peacefully beside me. I continued to look at him for a few seconds, and he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes...those electric blue eyes, so familiar and distant at the same time.

He looks back at me and smiles.

"Hey... how you feeling, sweetheart?" he asked as he prompted himself up on his elbow.

"Where am I?" I ask, my voice coming out as a mere whisper.

He gets up and stretches.

"You are at my house." he said while pouring me a glass of water from the jug at this bedside table.

He comes closer to me and unlocks my cuffs.

"Sit up and drink."

I tried to sit up but failed miserably when I was instantly dragged down by the throbbing pain in my head. He looks down at me. Is that sympathy clouding his eyes?

"I guess I should grab you some painkillers."

"Can you tell me where else it hurts except your head?" he asked me.

"I don't know...it feels like I was run down by a car." I dead panted.

His brows creased.

"As for that, yes, you were run down by a car. Don't you remember?"

I tried to remember and then when I came up empty handed I started panicking. I guess he noticed the distress.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't remember my name?" I stare at him blankly.

"fuck..." he curses under his breath.

"Who am I?... who are you?" tears clouded my vision threatening to spill out.

"hey, hey..look don't take it so hard on yourself. You just faced an accident and your memory will come back soon, alright? Don't panic, it will all be okay soon." He smiles and wipes away a tear from my cheek.

"Can you tell me my name?" my voice wobbled.

"yes, you are Camelia Rolanzo." I nod as I take in the information.

"Can I know your name?" I asked the stranger who still hadn't introduced himself even though he had me tied to his bedpost a few minutes ago.

"yeah, I'm Rylan Ray." he offers me a cheesy smile.

"Okay so Mr.Ray, can you tell me why you rescued me? I'm pretty sure you ain't Superman?" I eyed him. He throws back his head and laughs.

"you really are funny," he said while catching his breath from his laughing.

"umm... if I'm being really honest, I also truly don't know... I felt like I couldn't leave you there all alone lying unconscious inside a crashed car in the middle of nowhere...?" he confesses even though it sounded more like a question than a real answer.

So he's lying to me, that's the only way I could conclude the nervous smile plastered on his lips. I may not remember my past but I still do receive my gut feelings just fine.

"Okay," I decided to stick with his lie because I didn't even know what this man was capable of and I didn't have any idea of ending up inside a body bag.

He held eye contact for a couple of seconds and I started to wonder if my eyes were truly a window to my soul, if so he was definitely ravishing what was left of my soul, harassing it until it spilled out my darkest secrets to him.

"I'll be downstairs making breakfast. Do make yourself at home but please don't do anything stupid as trying to run away because I live in the mountainside of the city where human life is very rare." he chuckles rather to himself and leaves while closing the door behind him.

I knew it! I knew this psychopath lived in the middle of nowhere, isolated from everyone else. For all I know, he probably is a cold-blooded murderer who takes his time with his victims before he kills them off. Just great, like facing an accident and losing my memory wasn't enough but God had to send a murderer my way. I signed.

Getting out of bed would be a challenge as my whole body felt numb and my head felt like it was going to burst at any given moment.

■POV- Rylan

I knew she didn't believe me, and I didn't mind she didn't. I literally tied her on the freaking bedpost and threatened her not to leave. Dumbass. But eventually when she figures out the truth it will be too late to run away because I'm planning on feasting on her heart as soon as I get the chance to and there will be no going back after she gets a taste of my love.

I arranged her breakfast in a tray and made my way to our room, she's probably too weak to get out of bed so breakfast in bed sounds good.

As I entered the room I saw her staring into space.

I cleared my throat and she jumped at the sudden sound. I chuckled at her reaction and she smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry for interrupting your starring session but I brought some breakfast for little Miss.Rolanzo."

A smile tugged at the corner of her lips lighting up her round green eyes.

"Thank you...but ...you know, I could use a little help sitting up. My whole body still feels numb to be honest."

"Alright, Miss. Rolanzo."

"stop calling me that!" she chuckles.

I smiled at her and set the tray on the nightstand so I could help her with sitting up. She's probably still dealing with the headache since I forgot to give her the painkillers.

"I'll go get the painkiller, you eat."

I hand her over with the painkillers.

"Lie down and just relax. everything will be okay." I tried my best to comfort her but what could a cold-blooded murderer who isolated himself for more than seventeen years do with comforting someone else?

"Hmm..." She drifted back to her thoughts. I wonder what's going on inside that pretty head of hers.

"Can you tell me more about yourself?" she requests while lying down on the bed and adjusting her covers over her.

"yeah sure. What do you want to know?" I asked, unsure of what to say.

"anything and everything." her green eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"Alright." I nod.

"I'm Rylan Ray..."

"I already know that." She smiles.

"wait, Miss. Impatient, I still didn't finish my sentence."

"Okay." She snuggles herself into the sheets.

"and I'm 24. I work as a CEO in an exporting and importing company." I've never given an introduction about myself to anybody. Not that I cared to introduce myself, I was the well-known CEO who anybody didn't want to mess with. But when she asked so nicely I just couldn't tell her to f**k off.

Something is really off with my personality after yesterday's night.

"Ohh...Okay...so what's your favorite color?" I laugh at her childish question.

"What's my favorite color?" I laughed again while repeating the question to make sure I heard it right. Ahh, it's been so long since I've laughed without needing to fake the action.

"yes, what's so funny about it?" she pouts. I laugh again. She looks so freaking cute when she does it. I could kiss her right now if I didn't come off as a freak.

"My favorite color is black...obviously." I chuckled.

"So the vampire himself had kidnapped me, huh?"

I laughed again. Who knew a random girl I met at a gas station would have such good humor?

"First of all, I didn't kidnap you sweetheart. I just saved your ass while you were lying unconscious in the middle of nowhere after your car crashed." I laughed again.

"Hmm." her response was drained off of her positive vibe.

"but as for the vampire part. Yes, I could be your sexy vampire who would do anything to claim you as mine." I wink.

She gasps at my boldness. I'm not much of an extrovert but I do possess some flirting skills.

"you should probably get some sleep my future fledgling. you look worn out." I tease her.

"oh my god you truly are insane," she mumbles as she brings the sheets up to her face.

"I'll be downstairs, if you want anything just call my name. Your vampire sire has good hearing." I chuckled as I closed the door behind me.