Bloody Lips | Completed

Chapter 6

Edited

ALEXANDRA POV :

I jerk up awake in my bed, wide eyes and look around my room. Light rays are piercing through my window curtains. My eyebrows knit together in confusion.

Is it...morning already?

My eyes widen in realization. What the Fuck!? I had slept ? There was someone in my room yesterday night and I fucking slept. Oh no.

My face pales, thinking if i move in front of the mirror, will there be another mark on my neck? I don't want to see. I shook my head. No. I don't. Tears fall down my cheeks without my permission thinking about what I would find.

However,  curiosity gets the best of me as i realize that i can't stand here forever. So with dreaded steps i make my way in front of the mirror and instantly shut my eyes, not wanting to see what that mosquito did now.

I just stood for 10 minutes, contemplating whether to open my eyes or not. ' You have to ', my subconscious reply.

"Oka-yy" I whisper out loud and slowly open my eyes.

Surprise . That's what I am now. 

I look at my neck ,from all directions , turning my head here and there.

Nothing ... Nada...

There is nothing on my neck.I look at myself in the mirror. How is that even possible? I can swear I feel someone. But what does the feeling of having someone prove? But I have to be careful.

What if he is dangerous? He is playing with me. I know he is. But why is he doing this to me? I haven't done anything wrong with anyone. I don't tease guys. I have always lived in shadows for so many years. My head hurts thinking about everything. I put my head in my hands from the pressure on my head.

I have to tell the police. I have to. I know that I don't have any proof but still, I don't care about a fucking proof. I can't risk myself, I have to act like a woman, not a scared little girl. I won't let this guy, whoever he is, play with my head and my body.

I won't.

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"So.. You are telling us that someone came into your house or particularly your room, and bit you on the neck? " Officer Lary asks me.

"Yes, this is what I had said." I reply to her question.

"You got any proof? " The other officer, Jones, inquires.

I turn my head towards him. He is leaning against my bookshelf in my living room, inspecting at them. He looks like to be in 40's while Lary who is sitting infront of me on the couch, looks like she is in 30's.

I had called them an hour ago and told them about my situation.

"Yes.. There are faded marks on my neck.." I whisper, looking down.  I feel someone put their hand on my shoulder.

I look up to find Lary, looking at me with concern.

"Do you mind showing us? "

I nod my head and move my neck aside slightly for them to look at it. They both at them to take a better view and I close my eyes in shame.
"Did the person do any other thing beside this? " Jones asks me.

I pause, thinking whether it will be a good thing to tell them about that getting me wet scene... I think not. That is so embarrassing.