After and before the break up, Ozara would always stalk you. His vampiric powers helped him do so. After the break up, he was devastated. He depended on you so much, but you had to leave due to stress and lack of comprehension? Ozara had hardly knew how to understand humans. He lived far away from here, a place anyone would assume is a fantasy. His home was real.

Roaming through the city, tonight was a girl’s night. It was a Friday, of course. I couldn’t let you get away. Not yet. You knew I needed you. Breaking up with me has made it worse. Seeing your car, I discreetly followed it. You’re at a bar, and I knew the perfect plan to lure you into me, let us talk about us.

You had just gotten a few drinks. I was at your house, in the dark, my clothes helping me. You already had a feeling that you wanted to stay at the bar for a bit more, but your tiredness wasn’t much to handle. Already home, taking your heels off, everything heavy, waiting for relaxation, I grabbed your hand from behind, pressing you against the wall, flickering the lights on. My hand on your mouth, unable to letting you speak, I took the advantage to say..

“Let’s talk.”