Is my neighbor a vampire?

out with that idiot Marcos? It was obvious what he wanted from me and I naively let myself be fooled by his beautiful smile. He's the typical cute guy that everyo

ave been so stupid? Now I find myself walking home alone

hing is labored. I quicken my pace praying it's just paranoia... Fuck! This is what I get for being a flirt. I really think I'm going to faint

me! I feel tears emanating from my eyes, which I don't bother to wipe away because all my attenti

denly I find myself trapped by male arms covered in leathercloth and the smell of grapes floods my nostrils. "I need to

kin bristles, "Don't make any kind of noise or moveme

s as if something or someone is lost to them. I fight back tears and try to calm down, I don't know how much time has passed, but for me, it has been an eternity. The men have been gone for a

d unique. His eyes are rare and yellowish, his nose is outlined and his lips are small and full. I don't know if it's because of the low light, but his skin looks too white and pale. He is dressed completely in black a

without stopping looking at me, an action

tended my hand and I don't know if I've just imagined the small sm

a (dove in Spanish)," he squeez

, "My name is not Paloma, I said

aloma," he answers as if it were nothing and I

appreciate it if you don't use ni

face too close to my neck. For some strange reason, his yellow gaze terrifies me, there's something about this guy that completely paralyzes me and makes me distrustful. He sn

ame?" I can't bel

a beautiful young lady," the blond takes my hand wit

away. It's been a pleasure, I must go now," I say, ready to go on

dn't be more grateful. I nod and hurry, for I am anxious

great for me. He laughs with amusemen

fate, but it's wonderful," The cute and weird guy

with the weird attitude of this guy, it annoys me th

's a little kid, it's a smile that's strange to me because he

think back and my eyes widen, "So, you'

"I didn't see you helping them with the

, although it strikes me that his lips are laughing, his eyes are s

t believe it! It's the first time in all this time - an hour or two?

ybe it's not that I didn't want to help, it could be that I

oor disinfectant invade me, I think it's a smell of roses or something like that. My mother spends her time cleaning, thankfully she is no longer working and that is her way of spending her active time. I throw myself on the bed and my thoughts a

isc

gives him a perfect view of the right side of his neighbors' house; a specific window catches his attention, imagining that