OBSESSION 2: BOYFRIEND A VAMPIRE

Prologues

At the hospital, he seemed busy with all his work that felt endless. Flipping through the data he must know, must record all the patients he handled, think hard to make them recover. It's not an easy thing actually, but he's trying to do his best.

To the point where the sound of the door opening made the man turn his head and then smile kindly, how the angel who was welcoming in front of the gate of heaven.

"Good afternoon doc. Am I interrupting your activities?" The man smiled, he greeted me kindly.

"Of course not, can I help you?"

"I happened to see a girl but she was locked up in the room. I saw because he was in the window, his face was full of bruises. The police did not receive my report, I asked you for help. Because you're also a doctor of psychiatric doc." Said an old woman, she looked worried.

There seemed to be no lie in his eyes, it was even clear how the worried look was implied. If this is what the woman says, does she need to help? But the little boy involved now, the man couldn't keep quiet.

"What age is that girl?"

"It looks like 16 years. You're the only one I can count on Doc." The woman was crying, maybe she remembered how sad the child was.

"I'll try, give me the address where you found the girl. I'll try to help him." He said with a smile that he did so that the woman did not feel worried.

The woman nodded in response to the doctor's words, while the man thought a lot after this. He holds his cell phone, looks for someone's name there and he has to look for it. Because the present situation is not the situation he usually faces. It seems he should act as quickly as possible.

"Thank you, doctor Travis. I am deeply indebted to you." He said in tears, he was so happy when he could ask for help and this time it was not a rejection but a favor.

Travis had no idea how any of that could have happened, when the woman left after giving him a lot of information. And he also told the woman to come tomorrow for further reports, because Travis won't be alone. He cannot indiscriminately prosecute people, maybe he can be a witness and also a speaker at the trial but not to determine someone's punishment.

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Whereas in a dark and humid place, there is not much lighting there. Dark, only the sound of water dripping from the open window. The boy hugged himself, sitting on the cold, dusty floor. He tried to survive even though sometimes he felt his life was a mere death.

I don't know what that means, because what the girl thinks is the function of her hair is to pull. Nothing else, he felt his hair was a disaster for himself in the future. His round eyes that were black like boba stared at the small window, more into the air vents in the room.

The window was so short from the outside as it touched the ground, but to the girl the small window was a place where she could see the outside world even though she could not run freely to and fro.

To the point where the sound of a door made him embrace himself even more, he was afraid that he would have to be hit again. But it turned out that someone who was actually a man of his parents, brought him food.

The girl just stared in fear, she didn't know what to say. Because the truth is he spoke is still unclear because he was never taught to talk, all he knows are the words he usually hears. The rest, he doesn't know at all.

"Eat this, lest there be any leftovers or else you will not be given food for 3 days as punishment." He said rudely and then he just left after throwing the food away.

The boy was trembling instead of playing, but he glanced towards the food that was in front of him. Impressed unfit to eat, but he knows which foods are decent and which foods are not worth consuming.

He approached, crawled and smelled the smell of the food. As usual, the scent was not foreign but he did not know what he called it. He took the food with his hand and put it in his mouth.

I don't know if it's okay or not, but he's hungry. Yesterday he was not given food because his parents left, somewhere but he was in the room alone and was not given any food.

Just tell me if the situation is indeed sad, even the clothes he wears have been almost 2 months. He doesn't know anything, let alone know something. He never taught anything. His face was full of bruises and pale, like an undead but he was still alive with all his pain.

He remembered how his brother was so free out there that he had to be confined indoors. I don't know why, but he was so jealous. He wanted to be like his free brother like that, how? Even trying feels futile.

The girl could only cry in silence, feeling a pain in her chest that no blood at all was coming out from there. He was silent, eating food that he did not know was leftover and rotten food. Forcing yourself to be okay is not easy.

Bowing with a feeling of rage and not understanding, he must be useless after all. Since he would be forever in there, no one would know of his existence at all. But the girl was still hoping, if there was anyone, that someone would help her.