Chapter 11: Nerve
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He uncovered the jacket from my head and sighed, “I've been bothering you, or... I think it's the other way around. But still, I know you hated my presence around Caspia. So I have to move around away from you. I know you've been dreaming of me going away from Caspia ever since you know me as the Vampire Prince. Maybe it's for the best of us, Syd.”
He props his face into his hands, “You wanted it, right?”
I looked down. I should feel great, but why do I feel sad about him thinking about his departure away from here?
I cleared my throat before I spoke to him, my eyes met his doe eyes, “Yeah. I just also want the best for Caspia, even though I won't get any public recognition. The werewolves are still oblivious of your presence because you're only a part of a legend— Well, a living legend perhaps.”
What's with the sudden leave? Is he afraid of something here in Caspia? He decided that– Or maybe, he decided it long ago that I didn't even notice it.
He thinks ahead of me, how envious.
He closed his hands together on the table, “Why all of a sudden change of thought, you may ask. I thought of it after I had a stab on my back. Since I'm still not fully immune to silvers, my healing takes a full month. And if this set-up would continue, I don't think I can still survive here in Caspia.”
“Devon—”
“Sydney, you're right. I don't deserve to live here. I don't have a place either after that war. Maybe I should–”
“You have to help me, Devon!” I said loudly, loud enough for Devon to knock out what he was going to say. “Devon, you are the only one who can help me.”
“With what? Your buried memories?” he chuckles sarcastically, that made me even feel small. Look who's going to be embarrassed after this, “Just 2 days ago, you wanted me to kill with your Divine Lance. And now you wanted my help?”
“Devon, I... I'm sorry for causing all the trouble–”
“No. You don't need to apologize. All of those things that I did was out of my kindness. I wasn't forced, cause I care for you. And also because I don't want to do a thing that I can regret after I go in the Afterlife, or either, in the Underworld.” his soft demeanor turns into a serious one, he blinks twice before he looks away, “Go away, I will be the one who will pay for the drinks.”
“But— please Devon, listen to me first! I... Well, let me explain my side.”
“I've heard enough, Broken Omega. I've heard enough of your wishes from your pretty little mind. Leave, don't even dare to oppose me.” and he sighed heavily.
I know I shouldn't judge him before, but what can I do? I don't know him well and my frightening senses scream at him whenever we meet. I'm just an ordinary beta who wishes to unveil my past and I badly need his abilities to reach that goal.
Come on, Sydney. Think think think.
“Why won't you leave on your seat? Should I use my magic to make you leave out there in your seat?” he said in a low tone that made me slightly shake in fear.
That also made me shook my head instantly, and I don't want to see me crying in front of him out of frustration. I have to get going, and I have to do this on my own.
But how can I stop this urge on crying in front of him? I feel like I can pull his hair if I don't cry. Darn it, why am I such a crybaby!
I can't help but fall a drop of tear from my eyes, and as soon as it fell from my seat, everything went black, and it all returned to the current times that we're in.
We're still inside the jacket, all covered up. And Devon pretty close to me. Which all made it so... very weird! How can he—
“Now I know your true objective from me, Sydney.”
“What? What's... What's going on! I... I thought you will let me leave—”
“It's an illusion. I made that one to finally make you honest in front of me.”
“What? I can't completely understand! How can I suppose to stuff this all in my mind you dumb freak!”
He chuckles, he must be fascinated about me being grumpy inside a jacket that still covered us both. How dare he can make illusions in my mind.
“I am not called as the Strongest Vampire in History...” well darn it! He's not also the strongest, but also the most nosy of all creatures that I met!
Devon Filosoir, I'll have my time on you. I swear to the Celestials.
“I've been curious about you. You've been thinking about me getting killed by you because you have to protect your land from any harm that I may bring. But you're still confused even on that situation.” just as he did on his illusion, he uncovered us both from the jacket, “If you mean to kill me, you will still stab me even though I'm in the process of healing. You will still use that lance however you wish on me when I'm still weak...”
“...but you still have the guts to apologize. So I don't think your objective is to kill me, rather, use me as a thing to unveil your past. Just like what I saw inside of your head under my illusions.”
All of those things that he said, left me speechless in front of my table. I can't even reply nor oppose what he said! I stare at him blankly, my hands forming into fists when I feel a surge of anger run through me that made me slam the table with my palms.
“I hate you to guts!” and I yelled and stormed out of the coffee shop, leaving him behind inside. He's breaking my personal space in my mind. He's getting on my nerves!
And I will never meet him again! Never!
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