Chapter 5 (Requisition)
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“LIZ, WHY ARE YOU HERE?!” Efferet threatened as he yanked my shoulders hard.
“Shouldn’t I be the one asking you, instead?” I yelled, struggling to break loose from
his grip.
He shook his head, and shot back with an intent look at Ace.
“Alright, you shouldn’t be here! Let’s go! I’ll get you out!” He seized my arm, dragging
me along with him once again.
“Wait! Don’t you want to explain yourself?” I cried as I broke hold of his hands from
mine.
“Don’t you understand?! Why must you be stuck with a SCOUNDREL, being his
dupe?” Efferet exclaimed.
I was totally discombobulated. Why were they in abhorrence? Had they met in school
before? Why was I not cognizant about this? Everything was in intricacy!
It didn’t make any sense to me at that instant.
“WHAT? Could you just stop and explain yourself for being so tempestuous?” I
demanded.
He narrowed his eyes when Ace snapped.
“Don’t incriminate me for nothing, YOU, MONGREL! I’ve done nothing wrong this
time round and don’t you dare butt in my business!”
“YEAH? Stop all your poppycock down here, when everyone in the world knows what
the hell you’re up to; with your entire flirtatious plot to deceive her into YOUR pool of
susceptible victims!” Efferet smeared.
“And besides, she’s my business! You’re not going to lay a finger on her, scheming
Scamp!”
I could subdue my anger no more. I flared before Ace could blow.
“Shut up! What is going on down here? Can anyone clarify something? And Efferet…”
I turned to face him.
“I’m not your business! (Sigh) You have some other businesses to commit and I’m
not pertinent to be one of them. I can call my own shots.”
Ace smirked. I directed my vision to him.
“And Ace, even though you’re a nice guy and I really don’t know what the hell is going
on between you and Efferet, but that doesn’t mean that I’ll go with you either.” I said
calmly.
“Look, Liz…” Ace called.
“WHAT! He’s using the nick that I gave you?!” Efferet interrupted with an agitated
tone.
“Efferet, there’s no limitations to whatever anyone wants to address me alright; you
don’t have a say in here!” I rebuked.
“And Ace, I don’t wanna meddle with your business either, there’s nothing to do with
me. I don’t want to know what’s going on between you and him too.” I pointed to
Efferet.
Ace’s expression changed to a heartrending look, and so did him.
I gave him my last stare and dropped off, when dejection dominated me, complying
with sheds of teardrops.
The only safest place I could think of was to return to Alison and get her to send me
home.
I knew that immerging myself in an abdication state will not do any good to anyone,
but that was the only fastest method to get rid of.
Thus, I pleaded Alison and Zena for an early departure, and they probably knew what
had happened.
When I got in the car, Efferet came dashing out onto the road with Ace following
closely behind him.
(To be continued)
*Written by Samantha Ng*
Chapter 4 (Infatuation)
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We started our conversations with the two new yet outstanding guys. To my surprise,
they were my school seniors but have never met them in my high school life before.
They were pretty affable and I totally befitted well, to be pliant in such circumstances.
“I’m beginning to feel stuffy in here, and the ventilation is getting worse. Do you want
to take a breather?” Ace placed his fingers next to my ear and spoke loudly, trying to
overcome the deafening background music.
“Yes, it’s too noisy in here.” I routed to acknowledge.
He stood up gentlemanly beside and offered his right hand to me, so I took it with a
smile. We chew the rag a little while strolling alongside a little fountain with water
overflowing from the top of this pineapple-look-alike structure. We stopped by this
little scanty looking hut with ruins of walls all around, that positioned right behind
Zena’s residence. Its lights were faint, as if they might go off any moment.
He was the next person other than Efferet who could make me feel utterly
comfortable to be with. We could jest around with each other like nobody’s business.
“Liz, oh wait, can I call you that? I just don’t want both of us to be so..so… distant.”
He suggested, raising his right brow as if he was waiting anxiously for my answer.
“Oh sure, no problem! You’re the only person who calls me that other than…” I
stopped myself abruptly. I did not want to recall his name as I wanted to put my
heartache behind my mind.
“My best friend,” I swallowed hard as though a lump was in my throat.
“Ok, great! This is what I’ll name you in future! And you know what? You’re the
sweetest girl I’ve ever met. This is for real, I’m not kidding.” He gave a huge grin.
I could sense red gushing fast to my face, pumping additional blood for it. Am I
blushing? Oh god! No one has ever complimented me like this before, not my parents
and not even “him”! Why am I feeling like this?
“Oh..oh..thanks. You’re the first.” I whispered, trying to catch my breath.
He neared me as he held my head up towards him with both hands, and directed his
eyes into mine. I held my breath.
“I did nothing; I’m just stating what I think it is.” His lips were marked by an upward
curving.
He blinded me with his charisma at that instant. I was lost. My heart was thumping
excessively and there was an urge to get myself some air so that I could breathe.
Hence, I gently pushed him away.
“Er..thanks anyway! You’re a nice and fun guy too!” I added quickly, trying to distract
us from where we were.
He straightened his back and smiled again.
“I knew that, many were saying the same,” he responded as if to a trite remark.
“By the way, how old are you?” I asked.
“Just a year older than you do. He answered.
“And what about your hobbies?” He raised the question.
“Diving! I do sky diving as well!” I exclaimed. “How about you?”
“Wow, amazing! Can’t judge a book by its cover, huh?” He teased.
“I’m a musician. I write violin concertos and I major in Violin.”
I gaped at him with my eyes widen and my jaw dropped. I was totally flabbergasted.
Who in the world writes concertos? I’ve only known renowned people during the
classical, renaissance and baroque periods; Mozart, Beethoven, Vivaldi, etc. Oh My
God! I’ve met this one in a zillion gifted and talented man!
“Are…are…you..sure?! Wow! That’s paranormal! You’re gifted with music?” I gasped.
“Not exactly. I started practicing way earlier than anyone did. I often listen to
prominent pieces from outstanding musicians and take down momentous notes.
That’s how I progress.” He grinned.
“Are you a teenage prodigy?!” I blurted.
He burst out laughing and later on I found myself giggling along with him despite my
confusion state.
“You’re really adorable and I’m starting to be fond of you!” He continued laughing
while I flushed again.
Without any warning, he cut off his laughter and glowered across my shoulders. I
turned to my astonishment, finding Efferet with his antagonistic expression and
standing just two feet behind me.
They exchanged black looks.(To be continued)
*Written by Samantha Ng*
Chapter 3 (Poignant)
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She left us alone in the ball just like that?! Despite the familiar faces around us, I could still sense the hostility within this caged-like building. Bright lit candles by the side of the hall, seeing deep velvet under the shade of faint copper fixtures. Soft revolving neon lights hit the dancing crowd in the middle, reflecting moving shadows that coordinated along, which created an alive and welcoming ambience."Hey Efferet!" Someone tapped him from behind."Oh, Branden! What's up?" Efferet was surprised by his Rugby teammate and exchanged their usual one-hand-crossed hug."Nothing much though. Wanna grab some drinks? The rest are over there." Excited by the captain's presence."Let's go, Liz!" Efferet grabbed my arm harshly, pulling me along to join his teammates. I’d almost whined in pain, struggling to get out.
Knowing the fact that I did not like any of his bunch of irksome fellows, especially
when these ignorant people started prying into our affairs and made sarcastic
remarks, he would still pull me along without any persuasion of his or permission of
mine.
The irony was that they were mean towards me but they were irrefutable at times,
which made me detest them even more.
“Stop it! It hurts!” I yelled and threw his arm off mine.
We held to a stop.
“What?” He spoke in his calm tone.
“Don’t you bloody know how pain this is?! With your huge strength forcing down
onto mine?! I’m not a toy of yours! Stop doing this to me!” I cried, feeling indignant.
The flashing thoughts and past scenes of him treating me as his best friend when he
knew that I wanted him more than this were bugging my mind. My heart started
aching again.
“What have I done?!” He questioned, raising his voice a little.
“Must I state every single thing to you? Can’t you be more sensitive to my feelings?!”
I complained.
“You know how I felt, right? Why didn’t you consider me whenever you decide
anything? So, this shows how much I mean to you.” I lowered my voice, my hands
covering my face.
“What do you mean? I’ve always treated you as my best friend. You’re important to
me! Sorry if I’ve never taken your feelings into consideration, I promise this will
never happen again alright?” He asked sadly.
I could sense the hurt in him, of the words that I’ve let loose from my mouth. Did I
say something wrong or should I not suppose to say such knife-piercing remarks at
all?
I felt guilty the moment my conscience reminded me but sharp pain came
hammering on me at the same time.
“Alright, I know we’re still friends.” I lowered my head, trying to look away from his
face to avoid the constant pain.
“Liz, please don’t be like that. You know I can’t commit right now. I have my dreams
to fulfill. You know that I’ve always wanted to be the best Rugby player in the world.
You’ll be behind me right? I need you, Liz, you’re my greatest motivation!” He
explained, holding my arms with no force this time round.
What could I say? He wanted it this way. Even though it hurts me as if tons and tons
of weights are falling onto me, I could not deny the fact that I wanted him good.
“Yes, you’ll always have my support.” I said softly, still brooding about the matter.
Before Efferet could speak, our genius group of people appeared from nowhere.
“Ah, there you are Efferent and Eliza! We’ve been looking for both of you all around.”
Keane called out.
“Do you guys wanna join us?” Alison asked.
I felt relieved when I saw them, thinking that I could avoid Efferet for the time being,
at least to distract myself from the pain.
“YES! I will follow you guys. We can leave Efferet to his teammates.” I said quickly in
a sarcastic tone, dragging them away from Efferet.
He frowned.
“Alright, I will join you guys later.” Efferet shouted and walked away.
“What happened between both of you?” Mick questioned curiously.
“Nothing,” I lied.
“You’re sure about this? You can talk to us if you need. We’ll be here.” Alison
consoled.
“It’s ok, nothing serious anyway and I don’t feel comfortable bringing up that topic
again. Sorry.” I apologized.
All of them caught what I meant. They knew about this too but they have never
brought it up before with my presence because they knew as if the pain would struck
them hard in the chest.
“Let’s party then! Woo!” Keane encouraged, trying his best to distract me by his
randomness.
We walked towards these two tanned and tall guys, one in a dark grey suit and the
other in a faint pink top with dark blue stripes.
“Hey, buddies! Let me introduce to you. Ace, this is Eliza,” he pointed out to the dark
grey suit guy.
“And this is Jim.” Both of them offered their hands at the same time.
I took Ace’s hand first as he was nearer to me. He had extremely sharp and perfect
features. One of the most beautiful guys I have ever met. His thick dark brows were
angled directly above his almond-shaped chestnut brown eyes. His short hair was
spiked in a neat shape.
“Hi, I’m Ace Tillon, my honour in meeting you.” He kissed my hand and dropped it
gently. His hand was way too warm for an usual human body’s temperature. He looked deep into my eyes and winked at them.
“Hi, I’m Eliza Kurt,” I smiled in return.
Jim was less formal. We have only exchanged a handshake. He was slightly shorter
than Ace with his black chin-length hair tucked behind his ears. He had rounder and
bigger eyes. His lip was twitched to one side.
“Hi, I’m Jim Myer.” He spoke.
“Nice meeting you,” I replied.
(To be continued)
*Written by Samantha Ng*
Chapter 2 (The Past)
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2 years ago
We were the best of friends ever since our first year in Saint Weden High School, alongside a little side street of Florida City.
At times, we hanged out with a group of geniuses from our class; Zena as the pro in Calculas, without any difficulty in solving the toughest equations; Alison with her ability to conduct exotic science experiments and studies of the chromosones; Keane as the outstanding astrologist; and lastly; Mick with the unique interest of studying humans and civilisations, an anthropologist.
Efferet and I were the only two most ordinary students in the group. Occasionally, they would tend to use jargons which totally outcast us in the group, and we would start having our own conversation between the both of us. That was when we started to become closer and more intimate, sometimes we couldn't explain if we were even friends.
We would spend most of our times together almost every day. We would pop by each other's house to get a quick glance of each other whenever there's a chance.
Sneaking out at night would be a routine for both of us, especially when there were night party invitations at any of our friends' houses or just to even relax by ourselves at the nearest stream in the forest, outlying from the center streets.
This wasn't just any simple tasks given by the school or even my parents, with the risk of having to be grounded or worst of all, to be sent away to Granny Ann's house, a spooky and creepy place in Oklahoma city, for a few months!
I would always make a pact with my brother, Jamien Kurt. So we came up with crazy and insane ideas to get me out of the house without being caught.On a Friday night to celebrate Zena's 17th birthday at a ball, we've saved some recordings of my soundly asleep snores which my brother insisted on, and a small conversation in case my dad wants to check out on me.
We have this connecting door between Jamien's and my room but we'll leave it open only when necessary, especially in this case.
So he would be very sensitive and alert whenever dad comes into my room any point of time during my absence, to play the recorder placed under my bed with the handheld controller in his hands.
"So what's the deal this time round?" Jamien gave a smirk.
"What do you want? I'm warning you, not any stuff concerning the hole in my pocket!" I whispered harshly.
"Alright, could you bring me some Magaritas back from your party? At least, if you don't, a little wine?" He looked as if he was pleading.
"No way, that's underage drinking! You'll be caught and I'll be dead if dad finds out! Can you please be more understanding?!" I sneered.
"Fine! Then there's no deal! I'll report this to dad!" He threatened.
"Alright! Alright! But make sure you don't be caught! I'll be back by three."
I sighed while running to the window, and climbed down clumsily with the help of a ladder rope, without even having a glance of the expression on Jamien's face.
Efferet was already waiting impatiently for me. The moment I touched the ground, he held me up with his arms as if I don't carry any weight. He put me down gently on the right side of his newly bought glossy champagne-coloured Pontiac convertible.
Lights were lined up side by side from the streets that led us to this huge red building isolating itself from the rest of the houses. Full drapes were hanging from the top to the bottom.
When we approached, we could see crowds queuing from inside the building, many were familiar faces.
"Oh my god! Is this a mega event or what?! Efferet exclaimed.
"I guess she must have been popular in school." I said, trying to calm myself from the huge crowd.
Not to mention the fact that Zena is a beautiful and elegant blonde lady with well functioning brain, the crowd was beyond expectation.
"Hi, Eliza!" Someone from the inside crowd shouted my name. I turned towards from where the voice came from and saw a shadowy blurred figure waving crazily to me.
"Oh hi, Zena! Happy 17th Birthday!" I cried, pulling Efferet along with me. Squishing through the crowd to where Zena was standing.
And at the same time, I felt so glad and relieved to be able to find her from the hundreds.
"Happy Birthday, Zena," Efferet spoke in a low tone, with his hands still meddling with his hair, afraid that it had gone out of shape after the squish.
"Thank you so much! I'm so glad both of you came! Please, make yourself at home! I'll be with you guys in a while's time." She disappeared so fast that I didn't know which direction she left after she made her speech.
(To be continued)
*Written by Samantha Ng*
Chapter 1 (Avoidance)
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Eliza, where have you been? I've been looking for you ever since the bell rang!"
Efferet shouted right across the hall.
My limbs started to move, so fast that I realised I was speeding when the rain came
falling hard on my face. I could not differentiate if those were my tears or the droplets from
the sky. I ran, as fast as I could to avoid him, anything and anywhere to hide myself
from him. I couldn't face him, especially right now, when I'd almost attacked him last
May.
"Stop where you are! Don't you dare run away from me anymore! I don't care who
you are, what you've become, you'll still be my one and only love!" He screamed so
loud that his voice was echoed in the lost forest.
I stopped my feet, just hiding behind a trunk as if he couldn't see me.
"Please, stop doing this to me. I'm so lost without you right now. I've lost all my focus
because of you. I really don't bother about the incident last May, it's okay baby. But
please, don't leave me alone. I just want you, right now and forever!" He pleaded.
I was stunned, I couldn't move at all. I was mouthing the words, no voice came out from
me.He wanted me? I've almost turned him into a vampire just weeks ago, he'd
forgotten about that? And he doesn't mind?!I don't know if I can control myself again,
being near him, of his sweet scent.
"Pl..e.a..se! Go..Away!" I was trying so hard just to speak, as I was controlling my
emotions. I didn't want it to take over me, especially to prevent myself from being soft-
hearted.
He didn't notice my tears, as he wiped them away, thinking that it was the rain.
"I'm not going anywhere, not without you. Even if everything in the world goes wrong,
I'll be stuck with you." He confessed.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here. We'll solve this together, alright?" He held my face up
with both hands.His hands were warm, under my cold and freezing skin.
I could feel that.His blood smelt so mouth-watering, I couldn't control myself for long. I was
starving, I've not been hunting ever since the incident.
"Efferet! Please, I'm begging you! I can't do this! I can't control myself, not anymore!" I
started pacing backwards.
Moving faster and faster. He followed me. And I growled. I couldn't endure this any
longer. My newly formed fangs brushed its way through.I dashed through the forest,
and finally, I'd lost him.
I was attracted to this sweet-smelling scent and I followed the trail to where they were
heading. I was hungered for blood, more and more!
Right at the bottom corner of a mountain, came a group of cattles. I was careful and
landed silently on my feet behind one of them. I pounced on it right before it could
start struggling to get away from my attack.
After seconds, it was lying flat on the ground.
I satisfied my appetite. That was when the scenes started to flash across my head.
Efferet was pleading me, and I didn't know how important I was to him until he'd said it
just half an hour ago? Was I what he wanted? Why? Everything looked so confusing
to me. He didn't appreciate what I've done for him previously, but why now? Until I've
almost attacked him?
Bits and pieces everywhere, I couldn't seem to put them into a picture. So many
questions, and I couldn't understand why. I couldn't look for him anymore. Even though
I've been bugging him before I was transformed into a vamp, I couldn't anymore!
My head hurts! Why is this so? Especially when I'm thinking of him. Every moment,
every memory of ours, seems to be wanting to get out of the brain but I'm forcing it so
much to stay!
"ARGGHHHH, EFFERET!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, with tears oozing out
at the corners of my eyes.
After a while, the rain finally came to a stop.
(To be continued)
*Written by Samantha Ng*
