Is my neighbor a vampire?

eting and climb the stairs without waiting for an invitation once the door opens. I cross the wooden threshold and check t

utters nervously, "Edward is a bi

ve left him alone. I ignore the explanations of that lady, I igno

r while I stroke his hair

e... sorry..." he sta

why, it's as if my heart sens

s her arms around me. I cry on her shoulder and she strokes my hair, why am I cryin

me relax and I love the sedative effect it has on my body. I drink the entire contents and in a few minutes,

want to be with him, I need to have him close. I climb the stairs with longing and yearning for him, for his skin. A wave of

e down beside him and kiss him. It is not an innocent kiss, no, it is a kiss of desire, of passion. He

ic blares in the room, but it's not Gerald's melody. I don't care who is playing the piano, I care that

I caress and kiss his bruises, my lips brush his wounds, his eyes sparkle with desire, he can no longer contain himself and I love it. Gerald enters gently as the music booms. It hurts, I squeeze his long hair and he kisses my forehead, a tear rolls down his beautiful face, he caresses my cheek tenderly and moves inside me. He bites my neck and I shudder, the mixture of pain and pleasure is delirious. I imita

r bodies. I can't take it anymore and I need to scream, I must release this pleasure that torments me, I know they will hear me, they know I'm enjoying it. Without shame or qualms I let it out and surrender,

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ed last night, I still remember the taste of her skin, how she shivered under me and how I lost myself in her. I'm a sinner, I hurt her, I didn't mean to, I was drugged too. Tears wet the white sheet and she looks at me in

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look scares me, I don't quite understand what happened last night, I am only aware that Gerald and I gave oursel

nknown anymore, for last night we discovered each o

. Luckily today is Saturday. I slip through the courtyard and go in t

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air, I know I shouldn't talk to them like that, but the

rs in her eyes, "You're going to leave us alone

ncts. He takes advantage of my condition to give free rein to his addiction: watching and touching young girls. I cry at my misfortune and throw them ou

isease, as my genes caused it. Freckles and bruises, which were not caused by my father, are one of the symptoms. I have problems in my nervous system, my eyesight fails and also my hearing. That's why I play the piano every day because I'm afraid of when I won't be able to

h. I laughed in pain when I learned we were neighbors, I feared that night I walked her home and my father watched us through the window, I feared, even more, when I learned about the dinner. Even though I knew I should push her away, I couldn't do it, I needed her, I need her. I thought we could win with our love, but what can I offer her? My parents would invite her and she insisted on coming, e

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y parents don't want me to see him. It's hard to get away to see him when he refuses me. That night I waited for him, but he never came

the house where I watch as Gerald is put into an ambulance. My heart is pounding too hard, tears come unbidden

ays l

I wipe away my tears, "I want

, "I love you, Ester. I would never tie you to m

n't leave you alone in this. Don't as

dies. I won't go to college, for now. My parents don't agree, but I don't care. Today I came of age and I celebrated with Geral

t's do things properly," Gerald is nervous and hi

ng from me. I'm sure his proposal goes beyond just be

wyer visits us almost every day at the country house. My husband told me that this residence is part of his grandm

noon through the glass window. We have been married for two months and I have never been so happy in my life. I know our to

e completely. I caress his white skin, kiss his freckles and bruises. We kiss madly, writhing in pleasure. Our

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ason. I would like to live, that there was a cure, I would take the damned chemotherapies if I knew it would help me live to old age, bu

playing with my friends; all those memories of my happiest moments visit me. I see my grandmother worried about my skin spots, her bewilderment because the sun affected me more than the others. I remember her care when she visited us, how she argued with my mother about the marks of the blows of the person who claimed to be my fath

ove to feel her touch on my skin. She ki

r, I don't want to see her suffer, it'

y eyes, her brown orbs enchanting me. My heart rejoices and

you for being my wife and for giving me so much love. Ester, my beautiful dove, I love you." we kiss and she

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unscathed, as he had no money to bribe. Gerald left his mother a house and a monthly pension for life. In a letter, he explained everything to me. He told me that he married me out of love, but also so that he could do justice. He wanted to put his father away and stop him from doing any more harm, he knew that the three

id studies at the best university in town and a life estate. Sometimes I mourn his absence, I still love and miss him; however, I am satisfied that I fulfilled his purpose

kness or anything to imprison or harm me. My dove, fly and be happy, full

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