She Returned as a Vampire

25 – A wound in the heart, a wound in the heart.

“Did you wake up?”

…Even without opening her eyes, she was talking to me.

Actually, she deliberately closed her eyes.

I didn’t want to open up.

I didn’t want to face the changed daily life.

I’d rather close my eyes and fall asleep like this, dream a big dream and see it disappear when I wake up.

A broken house.

A messed up life.

It wasn’t as easy as accepting any of them.

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“…I’ve already packed my things. It’s over when you’re ready.”

I packed my things, la.

Can you pack well? Really? Alone?

She seems to have seen her packing her things by herself.

And after that, I took care of it.

I couldn’t help laughing out loud because of that, so I got up and checked the ‘baggage’ that she had prepared.

And sure enough.

I had no choice but to sigh in the end at the enormous size of the bundle, as if I had become a refugee, as if I had been ripped out of the house and put it on top.

“I have to prepare my luggage to be invisible. It’s not like I’m crazy because I want to stand out.”

“But they are all precious. The things we used, the times we laughed and chatted with…”

What she said was not wrong.

If you think about it at first glance, three years is a very short time, but it is a long time.

Especially, the moment you share all the parts of your daily life with someone, should I say that it feels like the time is surprisingly long?

Pleasant moments stay in the memory for a long time, and bad moments shine for a very short time because they want to forget them and then disappear.

And it seems that her two-year gap with her was quite long. Looking back, so many memories came pouring out.

Compared to that, the memories of her third year… Were not that long.

The luggage she packed also seemed to prove it.

The things she crammed into her bag and bundle were mostly gifts we exchanged profusely during the second year of her relationship.

Starting with her high-end fountain pen, the clothes she bought for her, or fancy decorative weapons.

I used to bring a lot of accessories to her, especially as she liked to decorate her nicely with iron or silver decorations on her black clothes.

And now, they were all messed up, sticking out here and there.

The decorations, which should have been elegant and cool, looked so pitiful.

“This is old. Leave it there. It’s too big. It’s-“

I sighed and took out the items stuck in my luggage one by one.

And the more she did, the more her pale face… Began to turn blue from pure white.

“No, no!”

She hurriedly stretched out her hand and began to take her ornaments into her arms. Leaving her behind her, I continued to forcefully pull her items out of her bag.

“All you need is one pot. You’ll have to get more from where you settled. My God, you just put everything you can in it, right?”

Cutting boards, kitchen knives, what else is this… Why the hell are you even putting books in when you’re going to evacuate?

“No, Niel, stop…! Everything, everything is precious! You can’t throw it all away like this-“

What keeps bothering me is her desperate voice and gestures.

She couldn’t put things back in my resolute action, and she couldn’t let go, and she was holding an armful of things.

“Leave what you want. We’re running away, not moving anywhere!”

“If it’s heavy, I’ll lift it – “

When did I make the weight of my luggage an issue?

Actually, if the load is heavy, you can use a cart. There’s no need for her to be heavy.

The reason I pointed her out was the sheer size of her luggage.

Did he come into the room and pack his things, or did he forcefully carry them through the door?

I started to make a mess of the floor by knocking down various things over and over again at a size that was difficult to get out of the road.

“Did you hear what I was saying? Big luggage stands out! And… You, the silver decorations? Where did they all go? On clothes – ha…”

Looking at it now, her coat was also littered with useless decorations.

I stretched out my hands to remove the things covering my body so much that it hurt my eyes, but both hands were caught in the air.

“I can’t do this. I can’t concede this, never. You gave it to me – “

“You can buy it again and again, isn’t it? You know- “

It is a gift. These are small souvenirs that I have given many times, no, countless times.

These are gifts I made because I didn’t want them to forget me.

And every time she puts them on, a smile fills my face –

That’s why they were worth it.

The price is not in the product itself,

I thought the value was in how the item was used.

What is the reason you don’t want to let go of it now?

Did I have to attach the deokji deokji to the body like this and hang it up so that the clothes hang down?

“Really? Jung, are you really going to buy it again? Really? On me – ooh, on us… Uh, no. So, you’re buying it again, right?”

“…A decoration?”

“A gift! A gift for me. A gift I used to love. You’re going to give it to me, huh?”

…I wonder if I’m giving too much meaning to it.

Silver decorations, I don’t know where they went.

I was suspicious of it because of that.

If the gift was really important, why is it that only iron clings to her and no silver ones?

“Yes, yes… I’ll buy it if it’s really that important. I don’t know if it’s really important.”

“To…?”

A wandering mind cannot be stopped and continues to wander.

“You know. If it was really precious because of love, why is there no silver ornament?”

The way she treats me.

What has happened between her and me so far.

Because of her one less bright side, I became very suspicious of her.

I attach too much meaning to her actions, words, and everything,

Her

She slandered her to the extent of her ugliness, and tried to criticize her with a logic too simple and insufficient to be her usual me.

‘Silver is more expensive than iron.’

If my condition were normal, with this lame logic that would be a shame to snort,

She didn’t love me, she tried to tell me that.

She could never be, but I made a guess and concluded it was true.

“If you really valued it, shouldn’t you have worn that too? Huh? Tell me, Elena. Where’s the silver jewelry -“

…That’s why I want to make an excuse. Make excuses for my mistakes.

I’m exhausted. To be sucked in so much blood and constantly being forced into intercourse is very disheartening.

She and I were obviously lovers, but she ji… Values her gold too,

That doesn’t justify rape.

Everything she did to me, who didn’t even know what kind of powers a vampire had, made me panic.

Just swallowing her saliva made her whole body weak,

It was terrifying that she was forced into heat by being sucked into her blood and taking some strange liquid from her into her body.

Also, it made me use a lot of stamina.

Above all, although he is the person I loved, his physique and strength are much stronger than before,

Even her personality has become violent, does she now reflect on her self-reflection?

Anyway, I wasn’t sure if I was acting with a softened attitude or if I was showing sincerity.

I was fed up with her coercive attitude of obsessing over me and giving me ‘love’.

Besides, the most recent thing I learned about, her eyes with a mysterious power.

Now I look at each other with trembling eyes, and soon I turn my head… The center is the deeper and darker eyes.

I was frivolous.

The decorations piled up on the body were really precious,

Or because there were too many of them to fit in the luggage,

Or maybe it was because I was in too much of a hurry.

Or…

It may have been a desperate move to wrap up my broken heart, wanting to wear one after wearing another.

That’s right,

The silver ornaments were intact.

It was stuffed into a pocket and carefully settling down among the luggage.

“…No, it’s sweet. If you ask for it, it will be sweet. But…”

With a sigh, her gloves came off, and she reached for her pocket.

And as she thrust one of her fingers into her bundle of silver jewelry, she bit her lips hard.

“Whew… Heh… Heh…”

She showed pain so strong that her raw flesh was chewed and her blood flowed out in a long line, and then she raised her hand in front of me.

One blackened finger,

And that finger with a fiery fire that I could clearly feel.

“It’s a little… Hard… For sweet… It’s hard, Niel. I’m sorry, really…”

Yes,

She has changed.

It was different from normal humans. She was different even from the vampires.

But there are so many things I still don’t know.

And I never thought about how much it would hurt her.

No, I thought.

She wrapped her up for at least her days to accept her.

But now, I’ve been hurt too much by her to care about her now.

That’s why I pushed it roughly.

Her words, not knowing how much it would hurt her.

“Helena, that’s-“

The voice she managed to squeeze out disappeared, swallowed up by her sadness and despair.

I couldn’t bear to speak.

Compared to me, it didn’t take long for her to open her mouth.

“You know, Niel… I know. I was impatient.

Her burned fingers gradually began to return to their original state.

The blackened parts were swallowed up by red blood and entwined flesh, and it soon regained its original form.

With a sharp, ear-piercing scream.

“Ahak – keup, uh uh, uh uh, uh…”

She exhaled lightly, looking even more grotesque due to her red eyes and veins.

“I know that you were… Greedy. So I understand. You are so suspicious.”

She stared blankly at me with her teary eyes, then lowered her head.

“Still, can’t you… Give me a chance. Can’t I trust you?”

Among the scattered baggage, wrapped in our memories,

Again she lifted her head and looked at me.

“Is it really impossible to love again?”