Chapter 5: Chapter Five : Normal?

Silas leaned against the wall with his eyes closed holding his injured side, ignoring the woman who pouted unhappily at the fact she was being ignored by him.

"There aren't any cameras nearby but your blood on the ground is a problem. Got any water?" The woman asked Silas who cracked open an eyelid and then closed it shortly after, not bothering to reply.

"You're really lucky I have some." The woman walked to the alley entrance and lifted a bag from the corner and retrieved a water bottle. After emptying it on the ground where Silas' blood was spilt, Silas did a thorough check and was surprised that she managed to find all the blood splatters so quickly.

"Shall we go?" The woman zipped her bag closed and looked at Silas with her bright green eyes. Silas sighed and gestured for her to lead, so she nodded and walked ahead.

"What do you want?" Silas asked, in a quick motion, pulling the knife from his wound and covering his side with a shaky breath. He closed the knife and put it in his pocket, following behind the woman.

"Well, I was just curious about you. Then you attacked me, so I decided to play with you a bit." The woman didn't turn but her sweet voice drifted past Silas' ears.

"Did I miss? I'm pretty sure I hit you..." Silas recalled the knife hitting the woman in the chest, so how could she still walk and move about like nothing as if it didn't happen?

"You did. Your aim was quite excellent. If you like 'stabbing' women, you used the wrong 'knife'." Hearing the teasing tone in her voice, Silas only grunted, trying to figure out how she was okay.

"The streets aren't too crowded. Just stick close to me, I don't live far from here after all." The woman led Silas on to the street, Silas straightened his body so he wouldn't be looked at twice while keeping his arm pressed against his side.

True enough, Silas and the woman didn't walk for long because she turned and walked into a building after a few minutes. Slowing down long enough to read the sign, Silas wondered why she chose to live at a club.

"Welcome to the Red Lounge. Do you want a drink?" The woman asked as she spun and looked at Silas who leaned against the doorway after closing the door behind himself.

Inside was a lounge filled couches and tables. A bar took up the space to the right as well. Silas took a deep breath and walked over, the burning sensation in his side and his partially filled lung making it practically torture.

"You have some training, let me guess, you're an assassin?" The woman observed Silas as he moved, her green eyes sparkling. Silas shrugged and sat on a barstool, wishing he had something to alleviate the pain.

Training for pain and having to deal with it was two different concepts. He doubted any training could have prepared him for having his lung stabbed as it started holding blood on it's own.

"I heard a little from before so I guess you attend school? To think that kids now a days are so rowdy." The woman poured herself a bottle of liquor and sat besides Silas, taking off her black coat.

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Beneath the coat was a red bodycon dress that hugged her ample figure well, and if it wasn't for the fact half of Silas' mind was on resisting his pain, he would have probably took a few more looks.

Looking down, he saw that she wore heels and a sense of loss filled his heart. He fought in clothes that were comfortable and loose enough to fight in, and she looked as if she just came out of a fashion show yet she beat him easily!

"Did you fight in those heels?" Silas asked and the woman turned and gave him a mischievous smile. Her pale arms and soft smooth skin could make a man's mouth dry, and despite his wound, even Silas felt a pang of lust.

"What do you want to ask me? You seemed curious?" The woman crossed her legs and tilted her head slightly, looking at Silas while batting her long eyelashes.

"I hit you with the knife... Why aren't you injured?" As if knowing that would be Silas' first question, she lifted a slender hand and touched her dress between her breasts, drawing his attention to a small slit there revealing snow white skin.

"I was injured. I just heal quickly. To be fair, your wound was deserved. How dare you ruin one of my favorite dresses?" The woman adopted an aggrieved look that made Silas want to curse.

"To think that I got stabbed because I messed up a dress..." Silas sighed and looked at the woman with curiosity, wondering what kind of world he ended up in where one could simply heal from a wound like that.

"You aren't normal, right? Normal people don't heal from wounds nor are they that good at fighting." Silas did feel a bit annoyed at being injured, but killing her was no longer an option because he didn't even know if she'd even die!

"You aren't exactly normal either. Someone your age so decisive in killing and able to endure such a painful wound wouldn't be 'normal'." The woman gently pulled Silas arm away from the wound and lifted his hoodie and shirt carefully.

"I guess we both aren't normal." Silas said while hissing softly in pain, the blood on his side making the shirt stick to his skin, and as she pulled the shirt up, he felt a lot of pain.

"Well. Maybe... I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Bianca Moore. I like to have fun and play around. I also own this fine establishment." Bianca smiled at Silas who wanted to say something, but the bar and lounge was indeed beautiful.

"I'm also a vampire. Nice to meet you." Bianca smiled again, this time, her canines were visible to Silas. They were long and pointed, but they somehow suited Bianca and only enhanced her beauty.

"F*ck."

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