The Vampire's Revenge

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Zaan POV

After leaving Alex's house, I returned home, but the eyes of that girl stayed with me. I am certain that she was my Kaya, as I recall her fondness for kittens. I took a deep breath of frustration and went for a stroll. In addition, I visited the playground where I used to play cricket. I grinned as I remembered my childhood. Then I noticed Kosho with other boys, who were riding their bikes and wearing an expensive black jacket and black jeans. He has matured from the skinny adolescent to the mature adolescent. I gave him a wave and continued forward in their way. He had a rage-filled expression on his face. I frowned, wondering why he was staring at me so vehemently. “Hey, kosho, how are you doing?” I asked, moving my hand to shake his. “Look, who's back in the city,” one of the other boys added. “What are you doing here?” Kosho asked, wrinkling his nose. “I just spotted you, so I decided to meet you,” I remarked, peering into his eyes. “Leave right now and don't dare to see me again in the future, what you did to me, I can't forget your betrayal,” he yelled fiercely. I was taken aback by his statement and departed without saying anything. I returned home and finished my meal. But, in the meantime, I couldn't figure out why Kosho was acting so strangely toward me. My mother c****d her head and questioned, "What happened Zaan?" when I sighed loudly. “Nothing, I was just thinking about college,” I responded with a shake of my head.

“Everything will be fine now,” she whispered as she laid her hands on my shoulder. I nodded and walked over to Uncle Marco's room, knocking and asking, "Are you busy, Uncle Marco?" "Come in," he commanded forcefully. I stepped inside and found him reading a document, and the files were strewn around his bed. “Anything you wanted?” he asked, his eyes narrowing. I sat in the chair in front of him, shaking my head. “I was simply thinking about doing some work or starting a little business,” I added softly. “I think you should perform a job to gain experience and eventually get involved in our tiny business,” he carefully explained. When I nodded in agreement and considered asking him about Richard, he raised his brows and asked, “Anything else you want to ask, Zaan?” I sighed and asked, "Did Richard cause any harm to our family after I left?" “Nothing had happened to our family,” he stated emphatically, “and he would not dare to do so since the things he wished to hide from everyone would no longer be hidden.”

“I am not able to understand, what are you saying?” I said, rubbing my chin in confusion. “Nothing,” he responded with a smile, “you go do some interviews tomorrow.” I'll provide you some contact information so you can apply for the job.” In addition, I bowed my head and exited his room, returning to my own. Not only that, but I was so exhausted that I fell asleep in a flash. The next morning, I awoke with a burning sensation in my eyes. So I looked for the source of my discomfort, which was the scorching heat of the sun penetrating my skin. When I regained consciousness, I moaned and proceeded to the restroom. I washed my teeth, shaved my beard, and took a cold shower.

My mother brought me breakfast, which I ate. Uncle Marco also provided me with the locations of the employment interviews. I arrived at the interview on my bike. I had completed two interviews and was on my way to the third. Then, due to heavy traffic, I was forced to halt in the middle of the road. I spotted the van that I had seen the day before. I attempted to relocate my bike but was unsuccessful. As a result, I pulled over to the side of the road and walked over to the vehicle. Similarly, I was looking for the same eyes as yesterday's girl but couldn't find her. Then, pointing her fingers in my direction, one of the girls exclaimed, "Look, there's a shop!" Her gaze shifted away from the book and onto me. It glistened like a star, and her eyes twinkled with delight. When our gazes locked, I realised she was my Kaya. The van comes to a halt in front of me as I smile at her.

She got out of the van and walked over to me. I really wanted to hug her, but I restrained myself and waited for her to arrive.

She went to the shop while I stood there. I frowned since she didn't say anything to me. So I went to the shop and asked for a bar of chocolate from the proprietor. “Please give me a notebook,” she said softly. To my ears, her voice was smooth and melodic. “You may take these chocolates, too, Kaya,” I added with a hesitant smile. “You remember me until now,” she remarked, her gaze averted on me as she fidgeted her fingers. She then addressed the shopkeeper. “Yes, I remember you very well,” I answered, looking her in the eyes. The merchant then handed me the chocolate bar, which I unwrapped and placed beside the Kaya. "It's for me," she explained. “Yes, you can have it,” I said with a quiet giggle. She then took up the bar.

She took a bite of chocolate and remained bock on the counter. Suddenly Someone called from behind her, and when she turned around to face her van, she heard a girl say, "Uncle Jone has requested you to come soon." “I am coming, just asked him to wait,” she said. The Shopkeeper then presented her with a notebook. “Kaya,” I whispered tenderly as she handed him money from her pocketbook. “Go, I'll pay for you.” “No, I can pay,” she answered with a shake of her head. “I will pay, and that is the final,” I told her forcefully. She nodded and accepted the notebook, but as she walked away, she turned around and murmured, "I missed you." Hearing her, my face lit up, and she dashed back to her van. When I looked at her, I knew she would return to my life. I took the chocolate she had left and bit into it in front of her eyes, licking my lips in imitation of Kaya's. My gaze shifted away from her and onto the ground. She was staring at me carefully, and I was annoyed that she had noticed how I licked my lips.

As she walks away, I return to my bike, only to realise that I forgot to ask her for her phone number. I grumbled in irritation as I considered how I would approach her. Then I made the decision to go to Alex's house and speak with him. He could be aware of Kosho's impolite behaviour and Kaya's numerical solution. When I arrived at his residence, he was busy working on his bike's mechanics. “Hey bro, I want to discuss something,” I moaned as I sat on the couch. “Now what you did, I know very well that you might question about Kaya,” he added, his eyes narrowing. “How did you know I'd ask that?” I asked, shrugging my shoulders.

“Because I saw her yesterday when she picked up the kitten from the roadside,” he teased, rolling his eyes.

“Then why didn't you tell me there?” I asked, frowning. “I don't want you to get involved with her again,” he moaned sadly. I scowled at him and questioned, "But why?" as I listened to him. “Because of her, you were banished from here, and his brothers have turned into bad boy types,” he snarled angrily. “Stay away from her, it's better for everyone,” he murmured, keeping his right hand on my shoulder. I didn't want to keep my distance from her, but his statements made it clear that he despises her. I sat quietly and nodded my head.