The Cursed Human

‘I put a spell on you, ’cause you’re mine;

I don’t care if you don’t want me, I put a spell on you.’

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I screamed.

The voice came just from behind me. I turned around to face…

Nothing.

My pulses roared and confusion flashed through me.

There was no one. But I could swore I heard the voice. I looked around cautiously, to saw if there was anyone, but no, there was no one. Literally no one.

My heart skipped a beat when out of no where, the lamp shattered into pieces. The room was engulfed by darkness again. But the thing that startled me was that the lamp shattered into pieces by..

Itself.

The room was dark, pitch black. I couldn’t saw a thing, not even my hands. I was scared, beyond scared. I stretched out both my hands hoping to feel something and at the same time I don’t want anything to be there. And there wasn’t.

Just pure darkness.

I was shaking. Terrified. By this time I was wondering if the voice was real or I was just imagining it. I took few cautious steps forward.

As dreadfully long seconds passed by, I was igniting the fear inside me. The room was getting colder second by second.

The blood pounded in my ears. My heart thudded in my chest. My hands shaking as my vision disfigured as if I was seeing through fish eye lens. I had to get away.

I was not staying here any longer.

With that sudden thought in my head, I turned around and started moving towards what I presumed was the direction of the door. Adrenaline rushed through my veins. I strode towards the door. As I thought I was near it, a cruel laugh stop me.

I was most definitely not alone. Someone was here. I froze, all the air inside my lungs trapped.

“You are going the wrong way, love,” a cynical voice with hint of coldness and intimidation, echoed around the room.

I gulped.

I didn’t stop.

I suddenly didn’t care. I just wanted to get out of this horrified room and never ever get in. I kept moving forward when all of sudden I hit something really hard.

A wall.

I turned around to move in other direction when out of no where the sound of glass hitting the ground echoed around the room. I jumped startled as I looked towards the direction of the voice and yelped in fear. I couldn’t saw anything but only thing overcoming this pure darkness were…..

Those red eyes. I could feel eyes on me.

I stood there frozen, didn’t know what to do. I was a shaking mess. I could feel beads of sweat on my forehead. I could see those eyes getting closer. The closeness and proximity I had with those eyes seemd to make my feet backed away in fear.

When all of sudden the eyes disappeared. I was just shocked. Only the sound of my heavy breathing could be heard. I took careful one step back.

“You smell divine.” I screamed when a arm get smacked around my waist and I got slammed against a hard chest.

“Let me go! Please!” I screamed but only resulted in him to pull me more closer. I thrashed in his hold but he didn’t seemed to care.

“And why would I do that?” He wispered in my ear. The satiric ness was evident. I felt his breath near my ear and it took everything in me to not die by heart attack. I was terrified and panicked and all I wanted was this nightmare to end. I didn’t knew if should felt perplexed and horrified at the same time.

He leaned closer to my face and inhaled deeply.

I just stood there, eyes panic-stricken..

“W-who are y-you?” That’s when I realised how much scared I was. My voice was shaking and barely audible but I guessed he heard it.

He chuckled behind me. I tried moving away but all went in vain. I jumped when he flicked his tongue on my ear before biting it in process.

“Curious, are we?” He teased and I wanted to die of fear.

He harshly turned me around so that we were chest to chest. He was taller and more muscular than me. I could feel his muscles straining against my body. I couldn’t saw his face due to darkness but I could saw his eyes clearly. They were not red anymore but still they looked scary yet unique at the same time. The arctic color of his eyes made me lost in them for a moment and when all of sudden a question knocked on my mind.

How did he changed his eye color?

“W-what are y-you?” I said agaped. Afraid of his answer, I tried not to tremble.

He chuckled darkly and leaned again so that his lips were just few inches away from me, almost brushing against mine and it felt like he was caressing mine with his.

“I’m not human, if that’s what you’re asking.” He wispered dangerously close to my mouth as he stared down at me with a devilish smirk on his face.

And ladies and gentlemen, that was when time stopped.

Everything became blurred and hazardous.

Panic overtook me.

I was not myself anymore.

Oh my god! He is not human.

My mind repeated his words again and again like it was sime new discovery.

He was not human.

My eyes rolled back. And this time I let myself engulfed by darkness.

The last thing I remembered was cerulean arctic blue eyes staring down at me. At that time darkness seemed my safest place, and this darkness was terrific yet peaceful.