Wait for Francesca and leave together

You didn't feel anything wrong of your body so you decided to wait for Fran. Going to the church could wait. Hold on a minute... That sounds like I'm looking for excuses and I'm really eager to go to her house, you shook your head and laughed at yourself.

You kept resting for the next several minutes, however, it was becoming noisy out in the bar and you heard Fran yelling. Immediately you rushed out to find out what was happening.

A drunk man was dragging Fran's sleeve and his speech was slurred. Fran was scared and she was trying to get away from him. But before you took any action, the man shouted at her and slapped her hard across the face. It was such a strong hit that Fran failed to keep her balance and fell to the floor.

You burst into rage, ran towards the drunk and punched him in the face, which made him drop to the ground. You were still a little bit weak after what happened last night but you're strong enough to beat up this man who was too drunk to stand up. You outrageously kicked him in his stomach, causing him to vomit the bear he just drank along with some blood.

You intended to keep going, when a powerful hand grabbed your shoulder and pulled you back. The drunk man's friends came over and quickly pulled him away.

"That's enough." The boss of this bar, Victor, said behind you, "I'll deal with this guy."

"Let go of me!" You shouted furiously.

"Hey, go take care of Fran. Leave him to me, alright?" Victor tapped your shoulder and walked up to the man.

Fran was standing up with others' help. Her cheek was still red from the hit. It must be really hurt. You softened the moment you saw her teary eyes, those shining pearls. You took her into the lounge and comforted her with a hot towel. She felt better already but she kept staring at you in astonishment.

"What's wrong?" You're confused.

"Nothing... It's just... I..."

Before she finished the sentence, Victor opened the door and came in.

"Fran, are you alright?" He asked with concern.

"Yeah..."

You grabbed her hand tightly and winked at her. She grasped it immediately.

"But I'm feeling a little dizzy right now... Can I just go home and take some rest? I could take an earlier shift tomorrow..." Fran held her forehead, pretending to be feeling bad.

"Alright. Don't push yourself too hard." Victor nodded gently and headed back out to work. Her boss is a good man, you thought.

Fran smiled at you and returned a wink.

About half an hour after you left the bar with Fran, you followed her home. It resided in a residential area in the north of the city, near the suburbs. This little place was nice and clean.

"The bulb in the guest bedroom is broken, so you'll have to make do tonight." Fran led you into the room and tested the light switch for you, "I need to take a bath. You can arrange your stuff in the meantime."

"Got it."

It has been a year since Fran's schoolmate moved out and she kept cleaning the guest bedroom now and then. You knew that Fran has been living far away from her parents, most times alone. It made you wonder why such a gorgeous and independent woman was still single. You've never heard of her going out with someone.

Dozens of minutes later, while you're making the bed, you suddenly realized that something was blocking the light. Instinctively you raised your head to see what it was.

"Whoa!"

You were so frightened that you dropped the quilt and stepped backwards. Fran, half-naked with only a bath towel wrapped on, was standing next to the door. Her blonde hair was hanging down to her shoulders and through the fringe you saw her black eyes gazing at you seductively.

"Fran! What the... Your bedroom's on the other side!" Your voice trembled.

"I know..." She said softly and walked towards you, cornered you.

As she moved closer you smelled **** from her breaths. Wine, to be more precise. You realized that her face was red not from the hit before, but from the wine. Judging from the scent, she hasn't drunk much, but... You tried to say something, but she put a finger on your lips.

"Just listen... Okay?" She smiled with her eyes glistening.

Not knowing what to do, you just nodded silently.

"I told you I've never dated anyone, didn't I? Well..." Her eyes were already covered in tears as she spoke, "Last year, around the same month, I met a boy in the bar. In the first few months we were happy, but everything's changed afterwards. He often scolded me for small things. I've been tolerant at that time but it just got worse. And finally one day, he slapped me when he's drunk. That's when we broke up."

You were shocked. During the time Fran just talked about you were busy establishing your new investigation agency and making less contact with her. Perhaps that's why she hasn't told you about it, because she didn't want to disturb and distract you. The thought made you feel sad and guilty.

"Well, I've never dated anyone since then. But, things like this, drunk man beating me, happened from time to time. Every time Victor would cast those people out, and I just kept doing my job. But, you..." Fran hugged you tightly, "You're the only one who would step up for me and beat the man who assaulted me. Same as the old times, that you beat up the kids who bullied me."

Is that what she was trying to say back in the lounge? Hearing her sobbing, you held her in your arms. She looked up at you with her weeping eyes.

"All this time I wanted to live on my own. But sometimes, I still don't know what to do without you..."

"I'll always be with you when you need me." You wiped away the tears on her face and whispered in her ear.

Fran smiled through her tears. She closed her eyes and slowly tiptoed. Suddenly an old memory flashed in your mind. You were 15 when the two of you played in her father's barn. You ran around, laughing and yelling, and fell down in a pile of straw. She was below you and you were staring at her from above. Her blonde hair was as beautiful and lively as the straw, like you were wrapped by her long hair, and it mesmerized you for a moment. She smiled at you innocently and closed her eyes. She was imitating the leading actress in a show that you just watched together a few days ago, where the character was expecting a kiss from her crush, from her prince charming. You were surprised and embarrassed.

You didn't dodge her this time. You sealed her lips with yours as you engaged a passionate kiss with her. You enjoyed the excitement when your saliva mixed, along with some remains of the fragrant wine. You paused as she opened her eyes and gazed at you. At this moment, you didn't need some vampire bullshit to connect your mind with Fran's.

You picked her up bodily and leaned her back on the bed. You took off your clothes when Fran threw away the towel, and you climbed on top of her. Fran looked more mature with her loosen hair, flushed cheek and naked, perfect shape, and your little friend down there has already straightened up.

You kept kissing with her as your tongues began fighting each other, and your body pressing against her breasts. The indoor temperature was still a bit low on such a winter night, but the two of you quickly became warm and wet.

You spread her legs softly with her permission and revealed her privates. You aimed the head of your cock at the slit and got closer as she was cooperatively guided you in. You savored the pleasure from being squeezed by her cunt, and breathed heavily. The moment you're completely inside of her, she let out a low but enchanting moan, which only made you more wild. You nuzzled her neck and started kissing there, making her more excited. She grabbed your head and pushed it deeper, enjoying every blow of pleasure you're giving.

She embraced you tightly and sobbed with joyful tears. You began to thrust when both of you were panting for breath. The intoxicating pleasure consumed your mind quickly and you knew that you would just drown deeper.

"James... Ah... Ah!" Fran moaned intensely when you worked harder to reach your climax.

Soon a flood of warmth exploded in her womb and she exhaled deeply. You melted the winter down with your passion, and you felt hot. The two of you embraced each other for several minutes until you're exhausted.

You woke up in the middle of the night, naked.

A slim arm was wrapping around your waist. You turned around quietly and found Fran sleeping next to you. You looked at her in relief and teased her fringe carefully so that you could see her face clearly. And it was at this moment that you saw her staring at you with a pair of scarlet eyes. She smiled at you cunningly and bared a set of exquisite, sharp fangs around the corner of her mouth.

"No!" You cried out in fear as she pinned your head down and bit hard on your neck.

"Ahhhhhh!" You sat up on the bed, screaming. Soft rays of the early sun were shedding through the window and making you a little bit uncomfortable, but apparently it was already morning.

"What the hell happened!?" Fran rushed in the room in panic, with a toothbrush in her hand and only her bras and briefs on.

"Sorry... It's nothing..." You double checked your neck and made sure that no new bite marks were on it, "Just a nightmare."

"Damn it, James. You just scared the shit out of me, like almost literally." Fran sighed, "I thought you won't get up this early. I'm going back to the bar to work earlier today as I promised Victor. How about you?"

"I'm still thinking about that." You took a few deep breaths before you put on your clothes and trousers, "And Fran... About last night. We..."

"We could talk about that later. I'm being late." Fran turned around and headed back to the bathroom, seemingly avoiding that.

Fair enough. You spoke to yourself.

You stood up and looked outside the window. A new day has arrived and yet you made no progress on the situation. About this vampire stuff, about Olivia and about what she's up to, you barely knew anything. And that terrible nightmare was still haunting you as you felt your hands slightly shaking. Am I dragging Fran into this mess, you began to doubt yourself.

Now you had to figure out what to do next. You're not feeling too well when you were standing by the window and bathing in the sunlight. You wondered if it was your condition getting worse, your progression of turning into a vampire going further. Going to the church during daytime seemed to be a good idea.

Going to the police was still a bad choice, but perhaps you should at least inform Sergeant Ashton, who was working on all those **** cases, about what was behind them. She's on duty today, so you could find her at the police station.

Or should you just accompany Fran to her work, to make sure she's safe?