She Returned as a Vampire

10 – Wrong Judgment

I pondered for a long time as I washed my eyes and swollen face red from tears with lukewarm water.

From now on, how the hell should I face her?

I hoped my worst imaginations were lies.

It’s all my misunderstanding, and it’s a garbage guy’s outbursts that I don’t have to worry about.

That’s what I wanted her to say.

But if not.

If you fell for that smooth face and wealth.

If only I was a means to escape the current situation.

Then what should I do?

I risked my life to bring a monster into my house.

And I helped the monster settle down.

Even if you gave me my blood.

She was getting more and more beautiful with each passing day.

It would be nice if it ended there, but it wasn’t.

The aspect of a vampire was also getting stronger, and if you bite a prey, all the blood will be sucked and you won’t be able to resist until you die –

Yes, it is poison.

It even had poison.

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Such a monster, she is.

And if you use me for your own safe transformation and comfort, then I must have done something unforgivable to the world and myself.

A cold sweat ran down my back.

I didn’t think to stop my heart beating.

I was afraid.

I was afraid that the love I had so far would actually mean nothing.

Her sacrifices I’ve made for her, her dedication,

I wonder if all the time and heart I devoted were just meaningless times scattered in the air,

I was afraid of that.

…That was the reason why I couldn’t dare to enter that room until the end of the day.

What kind of face she will have, what kind of heart she will treat me with.

Because she was afraid of them, she didn’t have the courage to face her.

Coward

Those words echoed in my mind once more.

“… Ha.”

Even if others make fun of me and laugh at me, I have always stood by my stance.

Seeing that the others who laughed at me couldn’t avoid the misfortune that befell them, I hardened my stance even more.

I’m right, always cautious, moving slowly will eventually put me ahead of everyone else.

Courage is not doing what others can’t do,

To endure impatience and persevere until the right time is courage.

In every moment of my life, my thoughts have always been right, and I have never been wrong.

That’s why the word coward can’t pierce my heart like that.

It’s like denying me, because that’s what I thought.

And now, that very word kept bouncing through my mind.

If she had to lose all of my love to her because I was a coward, because she really couldn’t muster up her courage for her…

“No, no no…”

Even if you constantly try to soothe and comfort yourself, the horrible imagination won’t go away from your head.

The girl I love mixes her body with someone other than me.

I make eye contact with someone other than myself.

And the lips –

“…No, no. I don’t want to keep hurting myself like this,”

It seemed much better to talk to her once than to torture herself like this constantly in her fantasies.

Because of her

I opened her door and got out of her bathroom and stood in front of her room, not even thinking to wipe her wet face.

She placed her hand on the huge-looking door today, took a deep breath, and stepped into her room.

And…

Her crouching in her corner allowed her muttering to greet her.

“…Elena? You, now… What…”

She wasn’t normal at first glance.

Looking into the void with her glazed eyes, spitting something out of her mouth and making long cuts on her arms, she …

She was broken.

Her hair was already white, but the black hairs that fell to the ground made it clear that something had happened.

The hair that fell out in clumps, my God.

Soaked in the blood that flowed from both of her arms, which had been torn apart, and were still being torn apart, they were part of a terrifying sight.

The woman who lost her hair like that was quite similar to the way I remembered her before she changed.

She has short white hair, but her eyes are still red.

But that wasn’t the point.

I stood there blankly for a moment, unable to accept the madness my eyes lit up, and then hurriedly ran and removed the hands that were scratching her arms.

“Are you crazy? You, what the hell are you doing?!”

I held her hands tightly and stared into her eyes.

I couldn’t see myself in those eyes that were already blurry.

“What the hell… Ha, you…”

“…”

It was terrifying to see her still looking at something other than me, without saying anything.

I hurriedly tried to find the dagger in those creepy eyes, as if I had lost my reason, as if I had let go of the will to live.

“Damn, damn, damn…”

I couldn’t even imagine how much blood was shed.

He cut her arm with both hands, how many wounds did he inflict?

You have to feed the blood so that the wound… The wound…?

Wriggling, the skin glued itself together, and before I knew it, I saw that arm that was clean except for bloodstains,

I was so shocked that I forgot what I was trying to do.

“Ha…Ha?”

Wounds heal so quickly, without a trace?

Her body has already ceased to be human.

If the reason why she became like this is crazy…

“…I’m sorry, I’m sorry, forgive me, I was wrong, Niel, come back… Please…”

Tteudeuk, hot.

And a red line was once again drawn on her arm.

“There’s only you. I’m not lying. Trust me, please…”

Chi-Ik.

And the clothes on her arm were cut into long pieces.

Those in her sharp, long fingernails.

“It’s all lies, what he said. It’s a lie, don’t believe him, I only had you, no…”

This clicking sound… Is it the sound of her clacking her teeth?

“Ah, uh, uhh… Uhhhhh… Ahhh…!”

Her fingernails went deeper into her already battered arm, and her blood splattered all around.

At the same time, the sight of her howling with her fangs exposed made me…

***

I couldn’t forgive him.

I was unbearably hateful.

I want to be loved by him now, I have become a woman who deserves even that opportunity due to her past karma.

I had to give him up.

If I really loved him, I had to let him go.

So that you will no longer suffer from me who has become a monster,

But I had to admit it.

I was a person without courage.

Afraid of never feeling his love again,

Afraid of forever losing his innocent, innocent goodwill,

Afraid that I would never find another like him again, I did not even think of taking my own life.

I dared to love him,

I wanted to stay by his side.

But only the unforgivable me remained,

I threw away all the trust and love he willingly gave me,

My white bobbed hair he loved has all been dyed black,

The person he loved is gone, only the monster remains,

Did I really have a conscience?

The fingernails cut the arm again.

Tears leaked out at that terrifying pain, and his blood gushed out and colored his clothes in an arc.

I must not injure my body, which he cherishes,

Though I was thinking about that, one more time, one more time.

By applying strength to the hand, the wound increased.

A body that is not even worth being cherished in the first place…

I’ve already lost all trust,

I couldn’t understand why he was trying to continue this miserable life because he had no regrets.

But even so, this fishy pain tearing my heart…

I really liked it.

A sinner like yourself should be punished by immersing yourself in horrifying pain.

Screaming in guilt and pain, he had to pay for his sins.

So I shed tears as I scratched his stretched arm.

His blood drenched his arms and crushed his heart.

I screamed from the pain that pierced my brain, and wept and laughed from the depths of my heart.

“Forgive me, Niel… Please…”

If you do that, you will be forgiven,

In order to catch him as he turned his back on the fantasy and left mercilessly,

I know I shouldn’t, but I hurt myself and make myself look miserable…

I showed an ugly appearance in order to somehow lean on his sympathy.

“Come back, please, Niel, please don’t leave, I really only had you…”

Do you feel yourself falling as you spit out every word?

It was only then that I felt a little, just a little bit, relieve my guilt.

But when he found out that even that was an unforgivable mistake-

She felt something hot, sweet, and lovely liquid running down her throat.

The taste is so familiar, the texture and viscosity that you will never forget.

Full of his scent…

Blood.

When I hurriedly pulled myself out of that sweet, fishy fantasy, and dared to swallow this gracious blood that I did not even deserve, when I came to my senses,

Already, the blood flowing from the long cut on his hand continued to flow into his mouth.

“Now… I’ve come to my senses.”

When he realized what he had done,

It’s already too late.

Once again, he made himself hurt.

For the sake of himself, who had trampled on and destroyed his trust.