SCARLETT (Kiss From The Darkness)
Chapter 15

I don't know how long I kept myself in my room. I heard a knock on my door.

"Open the door!" Leda knocked on my bedroom door, forcing me to open it.

Ignored him.

A knock came from outside the door. I still ignore it.

"Open the door!" This time Erick's voice sounded so urgent.

"I want to be alone!" I yelled at them. I hope they stop bothering me.

There was silence for a few seconds. I thought they had come down and left me to be alone here. Suddenly the door of my room slammed in with a very loud bang. Damon stepped into my room waving his arm. Ah, she must have hit my bedroom door.

"Stop acting like a broken-hearted teenager." Damon walked towards me with a mocking smile on his face.

I glared at him. He handed me a bag of blood. I kept quiet and refused to drink.

"Drink." This time he spoke softly while sitting on the edge of the bed. I didn't see Leda and Erick. Maybe they both went downstairs.

I grabbed the blood bag and drank the contents a little. It turns out heartache can make me not lust to drink. I held the bag that still contained a lot of blood in my hand. I felt Damon's hand wrapped around my shoulder. He rubbed my shoulders hoping to calm me down. He grabbed my chin and pulled it to look at him.

"You don't deserve to cry for people" she said softly. He kissed my forehead.

He must have seen my eyes so hard that he knew I was crying. I'm still silent. Damon grabbed the blood bag I was holding and brought it closer to my mouth.

"Drink," he said slowly, "you need energy to have fun with me." Damon laughed to tease me.

That's Damon. He always tried to comfort me. He always tried to win my heart. He will be so jolly when my heart is broken. He'll always protect me when the world's in chaos. But somehow, I can't love her. Damon is like a friend who will always be there for me.

He laughed while holding me. I leaned against his chest. I feel comfortable leaning on him. But everything feels different. Not like when I leaned against Roland's chest. Not because Damon doesn't have a heartbeat like mine, but because Damon isn't Roland. Everything is not the same. No one will be able to replace Roland in my heart. I now realize that love can grow so quickly and can hurt so deeply in a very short time.

"Scarlett ... " Damon said my name slowly.

I looked up at him. I saw Damon's gaze centered on me. His eyes were radiating desire. I got up from the bed to avoid him. I stood clumsy on the floor. Damon looks hurt because of my attitude.

"I have to see Erick and Leda below." I walked outside the room.

I didn't feel Damon following me. Maybe he's still hurt by my refusal.

I headed to the living room to see Erick and Leda.

Arriving in the living room, I saw them discussing something related to the events in the city center. I walked up to them and sat down next to Erick.

"You have stopped crying for the man apparently." Erick mocking.

"Shut up!" I glared at him.

"I got some bad news from one of the werewolf's friends." Leda looked at.

Bad news what else I have to hear now. Is there anything worse after I lost Roland?

"The wolf pack in the city feels threatened by the existence of vampires who start to riot in the city. It looks like the situation here is going to get more precarious" Leda said.

What does this mean?