Thirty-one

- Cum! -he grabs my wrist under the table and pulls my face hard to his. -Mila, Mila look at me!

"Benjamin..."

An annoyed and annoyed murmur echoes through the room, demonstrating the King's discomfort at seeing him touch me.

The vampire's action could land him straight in jail just for simply touching my skin.

— Mila... -he spoke my name, piercing my soul with his gaze. -What is happening?

- And I do not know!

I really didn't know, it wasn't me, it wasn't me. Something is taking control of my body and I was just holding it down with my fingernails so it wouldn't escape.

"Anxiety? Attack? Spirits?"

Benjamin pulls my fists up, containing my actions, those who didn't understand begin to despair as soon as they notice my bloodstained fingers.

- Blood! -he runs closer, but a demon much bigger than me rages in his voice, issuing an order.

"DO NOT COME AROUND!" she yelled, making him stop.

Floid - God...

Brandon- Is this a panic attack?

"Doctors, call the doctors!"

"No doctors!" - he reproved, still glued to me.

“Are you crazy? -debated. -She's bleeding!

“It's a cut, it's just a cut. I can solve it!

It wasn't a cut, it was ten holes in both my thighs, which I'd ripped open with my fingernails, poking and tearing at the flesh as if to repress my other side.

"S-leave..." My red eyes reveal themselves.

Apprehensive, he floods with doubly concerned.

"B-get me out of here, please Benjamin..."

His chair is slammed onto the floor as he quickly stands up, taking my body in his arms. I slide my hand behind his neck and hide my face in his neck. Thomas doesn't understand his friend's attitude and starts yelling at him, leaking his jealousy. Security guards, including Piter, start to appear at the scene, confused by the shouting and the scene, where they see me being carried upstairs in Benjamin's lap.

"Don't open your eyes!" - he asked taking me in his arms.

"B-bathroom, I need to-"

Benjamin didn't hesitate to face everyone in the castle, including the King. He had never seen or gone through a feeling as suffocating as the one I made him go through. I used to recognize when my crises were going to start, but today with everything being stirred and stirred inside me, I can no longer predict, or control.

The truth is, ignoring my body's signals earlier today certainly played a part in the horrible nausea I'm feeling right now. And mixing my fox meat with adrenaline and anxiety just had me covering my mouth with my hands, begging heaven not to puke all over Benjamin.

"Calm down, just a little more!" -he said taking me in his arms, crossing the door of my room.

Piter comes running after us, being faster than the King. Everyone was terrified and wanted to help, the problem was my eyes and the wounds on my leg that still hadn't healed.

"DON'T LET HIM IN!" - she shouted to her nephew, putting me on the bathroom floor next to the toilet.

"What do you mean, are you crazy?" -debated. -He's her husband. The King, damn it!

- SCREW THIS!

Kneeling on the porcelain tile, I lift the toilet lid, expelling everything I've swallowed. Benjamin continues yelling at his nephew, at the same time running his hand over the back of my neck, gathering the strands of my hair. The pain in my legs and the knot inside my stomach left no room for the embarrassment of throwing up in front of the two of them. What came out was exactly the meat he had eaten.

— MILA! he yelled at the top of the stairs, coming down the hall.

"If he comes in here, you'll be the one to explain it!" -in the "it" he points to my eyes, as I watched them argue, catching my breath and strength.

- HELL! - she complained, leaving the room in a hurry.

"Where is she Peter?" -it comes with everything, like a tractor.

"Calm down, my King!" - Said preventing him from getting close to the room. -It's just a malaise. We are solving.

- Right! -she said trying to get past him. -Now get out of my face!

"No, no, no!" He stood in front of the door. -Benjamin is helping, I'm not leaving until the doctors arrive.

"Did you call for the doctors?" she asked trying to pry.

— No... I couldn't, I didn't have time. Her safety is my responsibility, so I ran upstairs.

“Call the doctors. I'll stick with it! -he tries to push him, but the security opens his arms in the doorway, blocking the way.

"I can't let you in!"

"What's up, kid?"

As they argue, Benjamin remains by my side, trying to make sense of the confusion.

- Do you feel better? -he was standing near the entrance to the bathroom ready to hold Thomas, in case he managed to get through.

"I-I don't know..." she said sitting next to the vase.

"What was that, Mila?" -he shows a hint of anger.

— MILA! she yelled from the doorway, startling me.

- I want to be alone!

“If you don't turn off your eyes soon and get those wounds closed, he's going to come in here and see everything.

"Why doesn't he understand me?"

"Why doesn't anyone understand me?"

I wasn't worried that Thomas was going to see me, or that Benjamin was confused. I was trying to understand myself, at the same time that my leg was burning and my stomach was hurting. I'd just been bombarded with a goddamn housekeeper, the murder of an innocent animal, plus damn sick sickness. It didn't make any sense having to answer a bunch of male scumbags, who were more interested in getting rid of them than helping me to my feet.

- Leaves!

- What?

I lean against the wall, lifting myself off the floor.

“If you stay in here with me, he won't give up until he gets inside. He doesn't care if I'm good or bad. He's only like this because I'm here alone with you.

— MILA! - he yelled again. - GET OUT OF MY FRONT PITER!

"That's the most absurd thing I've ever heard!"

"Go on, please--suddenly I feel like I've been punched horribly in the stomach.

The Greek God, he notices even before my words are finished, coming straight towards me, bowing down beside me. My hands hug the edges of the toilet as I start vomiting the most bizarre thing I've ever seen in my life.

- Blood!

If it was normal, we were only going to find out at the end.

"PITER, CALL DOCTOR SCOTT NOW!"

The war at the door ends, as soon as Benjamin's desperate tone echoes through almost the entire upstairs.

"My cell phone is in the room!" She looked at the King, panicked.

"Mine... mine is in the dining room!" she remembered. -Let's go!

The two go down quickly, hoping the emergency arrives in time.

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Three hours later.

At Benjamin's request, the doctor ordered everyone to stay outside so that he could concentrate. Behind the door, Benjamin, Thomas, Piter, Greta and others were apprehensive, waiting for any news and a good explanation of what happened.

doctor Scott- How are you feeling now? he asked, picking up the fifth bag of blood he'd given me.

- Much better! - I answer, straightening my posture on the bed.

doctor Scott- Can I examine again?

I nod my head approvingly and he then lightly tugs at my lower eyelid.

doctor Scott - Great! - announced. -Have you been through this before?

"Pew up blood?" - I ironize.

doctor Scott- Sorry, sometimes I forget that it was transformed a few months ago.

"Does that mean I'm going to live like this?"

doctor Scott- Unfortunately I can't say. Your case is still a mystery to all of us. The way she was transformed, and the days she spent in a coma without needing blood, goes against everything my team and I have studied about you. Not even Mr. Bennet has seen anything like it.

"Fuck, if I'm not like the others, what am I then?"

"Am I going to die?" -I ask sadly.

doctor Scott- NO! -he corrects, realizing he scared me. - We would never allow it.

"Then why do these things happen to me?"

doctor Scott- When a human goes through the transformation, it is common that a few hours later he wakes up hungry, needing to complete the transition. The normal thing is that in the act of mutation, the breeder's blood is ingested by the offspring and then comes the bite applying the poison.

Benjamin had explained this to me once, only too quickly.

doctor Scott- Do you remember how your transformation was?

"N-no!" I lie, annoyed that he was getting too close to what I was trying so hard to forget. -I just remember his arm inside my chest...

doctor Scott - Yes! - he replied. -We discovered that the cause of his coma was exactly the trauma he suffered when he had his chest cut open. Becoming a vampire could easily fix whatever that crush did to you. Her bones would mend in a matter of seconds, but—

"But it was too late...

doctor Scott- It was, it was late! - she agreed. -The way you received the blood directly in the heart, was what caused your coma and what kept you "supplied" in the weeks that you were unconscious.

"That doesn't make any sense...

doctor Scott- The link between a creator and his offspring is inexplicable, my Queen. If going through the normal transformation that bond is already strong, imagine what it must be like when he goes through what the two of you went through...

"Apparently, I'm really destined for that man!"

— You explained about my coma, but you didn't explain to me about what happened today!

doctor Scott- The way his body reacts when he doesn't eat properly is very immoderate. It would be right to feel sick, weak and even sunburned, but his symptoms are signs of a vampire who is in the terminal stage of dehydration, just a few steps away from death.

- You are wrong! - I warn. -I ate very well yesterday!

doctor Scott- Yesterday and not today!

"Wait. Didn't I eat today?"

- OK! - I assume. -Whatever. Even then it was only a few hours, overnight. You just said that these are signs of a terminal stage, so it shouldn't happen within twenty-four hours.

doctor Scott- It really shouldn't!

- Then? -I want answers.

doctor Scott- Then you will have to eat right and be patient until we study your case!

"That's not an answer, Doctor!" -debate. -I can't go vomiting blood around whenever I forget to take that crap.

He laughs, laughs just like Benjamin did when I called the blood crap.

doctor Scott- Your Majesty is truly a rarity! - commented. - If other vampires saw her running from blood and being disgusted, it would be a huge catastrophe.

“I'm not disgusted. I even like it, but I don't see the need to take it every day.

doctor Scott- It would be very good if you taught this self-control to Mr. Bennet's wives, but as I know that they will continue to send bodies to the hospital, I suggest that you use your time taking care of your survival.

—Aff! -mumble.

Three knocks on the door remind us of the people outside.

doctor Scott- I'll make something up for the King and then explain what happened to the -

- NO! - I interrupt. -If you tell Benjamin that this happened because I didn't eat today, he'll have a fit and he'll even want to lock me in his house.

doctor Scott- It would be right, as he doesn't know how to deal with his schedules. Living with him, I would not take risks, nor go through this situation again!

— You know his wives, so don't talk to me about risks when the safest place for me is far away from that house.

- It's over! - he said crossing the door, all nervous. - We've been waiting for hours...

The doctor zips up his bag, while a crowd of people starts to enter the room.

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