Scara didn't expect that this would really happen, he thought that vampires were just a myth. But here you are, sucking his blood from his neck.

He thought that you cared, but the reality silenced him when you just saw him lying on the ground, limp after you had finished drinking his blood. And you just left without a word, leaving him alone in the midst of pain.

He hated, how you threw him away after you didn't need him. Hatred, anger, disappointment, he vows to avenge you. Someday.