“OH, MY VAMPIRE!!!”

Chapter ii: “Adelaine”

It was lunch break already, and I was still trying to figure out who that man was and that voice that suddenly came from nowhere.

“ Earth to Ingrid,” Violet snapped her fingers in front of me. And then I looked at her with a questioning look. “You’re weird today. What’s wrong with you?” she asked worriedly. I sigh. Because it actually bothers me: Is it a dream, or does it really happen? But if it was real, how come I woke up in my bed in our apartment?

“ There you are again." Violet’s face gets closer to me, and she places her hand on my forehead as if she’s checking my temperature.

“ I’m not sick Violet”. I said with a smile. “ I’m confused about something. I had a strange dream last night. That I was chained in the dark room with both of my wrists and theirs a guy who entered. I couldn't see his face. He's talking about something I don’t know and calling me by the name of Adelaine.” After I said that, I heard a noise coming from the corner of our cafeteria. Food and drinks scattered on the floor and I saw Sir Syth. I can’t read the emotions in his face.

“ Sorry about that," he said coldly and helped the old lady clean the floor.

I was just looking in their direction when I felt Violet's small taps on my arms. “ Finish your food, we can’t afford to be late for the next subject again,” she said, and I just nodded at her, the perks of having a grade-conscious friend.

The whole day passed so fast, and we were walking back to our apartment when we saw the people gathering together in the dark street.

“What’s going on in there?” Violet asked with a full of curiosity. I didn’t answer her, but I just looked at those people. The police officers are there as well, examining something. And because we were curious we came closer.

“ Oh God!” Violet exclaimed. She was two more steps away from me, so I walked close to her just to see a lying corpse that had been examined by the authorities. It’s a woman wearing a red body-con dress. And she's lying lifeless on the cold floor, no blood, but she seems drained of blood. Her eyes are wide open, she's turning dark as well. A cold breeze freezes me. As if someone walks past at my back.

“ Walk away, my Love." I flinched when I heard a familiar voice again. I covered my neck with both of my hands. I turn around to look for whoever. But no one is there. Who is that? And who is he referring to?

I felt Violet’s arms around my arms. “ Lets go. I don’t feel good about this place,” she said while shaking a little bit. I hold her hand and can feel how cold it is. I nod and walk with her in our apartment. We were silent when we reached our apartment. We are preparing to go into our part-time job.

“ Ready?” she looked at me and smiled. “ Yeah,” she just answered. I sigh, it’s the first time that we have seen something like that and to think that it's near our apartment is a little bit alarming. I just shook my head.

We got into the café that was working 30minutes in advance. When we enter, our manager approaches us directly. As if she's in a hurry. “ We will meet our new boss and new owner of this café today," she said. I can hear a panic in her voice. Well, who wants to be in a panic if you know that there is a new owner? No one of us know that. I've been working with her for years now. I’m kind of self-supporting myself, that’s why.

“ New owner?”. Violet looked at me. I struggled with my shoulders, telling her I had no idea.

“ I know, I know. Even me as a manager doesn’t know about this, but then they just told me when I got here that we were our new boss”. Manager Shella said while looking at the guys that came in and out. They were fixing the boss's office.

“ This day is so weird," I just said. I said that out of nowhere and now both of them are looking at me. I just smile awkwardly.

We prepare ourselves to meet our new boss. We haven’t opened the café yet. We have just prepared everything for now.we are at the entrance of the café when a Ferrari stops in front of the café. A man in black opened the door and then a tall masculine man came out with his long maroon sleeve and black slacks that I’m sure cost a fortune. I looked at the man, just to be shock. This day is indeed weird. What on earth do you mean that the new owner is also our new homeroom teacher?

“ Sir Syth”. I uttered his name and he looked at me with those cold eyes again. “ Ms. Ingrid and Ms. Violet. You're working here." That’s not a question but a statement. “ Yes Sir, we work here." I just said and he just nodded. “ I hope you don’t go late often here, unlike at school," he coldly uttered and left me hanging. I look at Violet, who is smiling like an i***t.

“ Did he just say that?” I asked for confirmation to her, maybe I got it wrong. “ No, he did say that,” she said and shook her head. We heard our manager call us, our duty starts while I felt heated with our new boss. He had just met us. How come he concluded that we were always late.

Our nights continue on serving customers. The thing about this café is that it's not that big, but then we have a lot of customers because the place is close to famous parks here. I looked at the entrance as I saw three men enter, and they seemed drunk already. Drunk and wanting some coffee after, another weird thing. I just shrugged my thoughts again. I wait until they find their table and approach them.

“Good evening sir, may I know your order?” I ask politely even though their stares are making me nervous. They looked at me from head to toe. “ Black coffee for all of us, Ms. Beautiful." The bald man said. I smiled and listed their order and turned my back on them.

After a few minutes, I served their drinks with a smile plastered on my face. “ Here is your order, Sir, please enjoy,” I said, and when I was about to leave their table, one man held my arm. “ Why are you in a hurry, Ms. Why not join us for a little bit”. He said while going close to me. My heart is in total chaos, my mind went blank. “ I’m sorry sir, but I have a lot of things to do. So if you excuse me,"I finally said and tried to be polite. The man held me tightly, and then I started to get away from him.

“Customers are always right. You know that right? Just a few minutes," mmm”. He said in my ears that makes me push him, but instead I’m the one who was pushed backwards. He’s huge for Pete's sake. And when I thought I was going to fall on the floor. Someone on my back holds me in both arms for support.

“What’s going on here?” A cold baritone voice suddenly speaks up that makes my blood run cold. I looked up and saw how his jaw became visible. He was mad.

“ And who do you think you are to intervene?” the bald man asked.

“I’m the owner of this café,” he said coldly. But this man just laughed at his remarks and then another man walked closer to me and was about to grab me, but Sir Syth grabbed his wrist first. I don’t know if I heard it wrong, but I heard like something had been broken on the guy's wrist.

“ Arghhhhh!! You son of ….” he shouted, which makes me close my eyes because I feel like I can feel his pain. The two other men were about to approach, and then for a second I felt Sir Syth’s hand on my waist, putting me behind him. And then I saw how he kicked the two one by one, and now they are on the floor. After that, he stands in front of the three who are still enduring the pain.

“Don’t ever show your faces here again….” and then he leaned down to the man with a broken wrist and whispered something that makes a man’s face pale in a minute and nod nonstop.

“Leave!!” he coldly uttered, and then they all stood up and walking-crawling to go out of the café.

I was still in shock when he shocked me again. He’s freaking carrying me in a bridal style without even saying a word.

“ Sir…. I’m good… You can put me down”. I was stuttering while talking. Of course, why won’t your freaking boss carry you like you're nothing?

“ Shut it down, Ms. Dela Torre." He hushed me harshly, so I just shut my mouth. I didn’t know that a man could even have PMS (Premenstrual Syndrome). He stops walking a little while and looks at me with disbelief. So, because I don’t know what I did again this time, I just smiled at him. I heard him take a deep breath and open the door to his office and put me down on the couch.

“ Rest there,” he just said and entered another door in his office. I guess that’s the comfort room. I just shut my mouth and looked around. “ What a boring taste in design," I just said. The room is too plain and too dark. The curtains are closed, although the lights are on, but then it is still dull for me. No flowers or anything, only his table, the shelves or reports, books, etc. And a couch, that’s all. No TV is really boring. I lay down on the couch and then before I fell asleep, I heard that voice again.

“Because you took the color of my life with you when you left me, my Adelaine." That voice is longing, loving and feels so familiar that every time I hear it, my heart reacts to how it yearns for the woman named Adelaine.