I could not help but to steal glances from time to time as we drove off. He was silent as usual. I want to ask things but I don't want to disturb his silence.
What exactly is his job? What does he do for a living? And who are those vampires? And, royalties?
Traiver seems to have a high position in their group. They all seem to respect and fear him. He was damn intelligent and cunning.
I cleared my throat. "Are we going home?"
"Nah."
"Huh? What? Where are we heading, then?" I asked.
"You'll know it later."
I pouted. Even though it's already late at night, I didn't feel sleepy. It must be because I've slept earlier. All I could feel was tiredness because of all the crying I did earlier.
"I'm hungry..." I murmured as I heard my stomach grumble. Thinking about it, I actually haven't gotten any dinner before we departed.
He didn't say anything, probably he didn't hear me at all. I let out a sigh and leaned my back against the backrest. My head was resting against the window. I closed my eyes and imagined different kinds of foods and desserts.
Yum!
I felt my mouth salivating at those thoughts and I found myself gulping every now and then. I sighed and caressed my poor tummy.
"We're gonna attend the main event and you can have your dinner there."
I opened my eyes when I heard him spoke.
"Hmm, do they have cakes there?"
"Maybe."
"A watermelon juice? Do they have it?"
"I don't know."
"I want to drink watermelon juice," I sulked. "I want to eat rice and steak, and some fried chicken, and some fries, and some burger, and some fruit juice, and some—"
"Quiet."
"I want to eat desserts and eat lots of chocolates." Have I mentioned I have a sweet tooth? I love sweets so much that mom and dad had to hide the chocolate because I ate too much. "Hmm, I want to pee..." I whined.
"Hold it. We're near."
"What do you think? My pee?"
"Stop being an idiot."
"I'm not an idiot!"
"Yeah, stupid."
I glared at him. "Grumpy old man."
"What did you say?" He stole a quick glance at me, brows furrowed.
I stick out my tongue. "I won't tell you."
He clenched his jaw. "I'm not grumpy, and I'm not old."
"You're clearly older than me, so you're old. I'm barely an adult and you're already a grown man. Hmm, should I guess it? I think you're around 28 or 29. Yah, so that means you're older than me by a decade or two. You're old I could even call you a big brother, or father even." I chuckled.
He suddenly hit the brake which caused my laugh to die down. I gasped as my eyes widened. I held on to the window and the seat to prevent myself from falling. Good thing I was wearing a seatbelt.
"WHAT THE FROG?!" I hissed.
"Don't piss me off, prey," he said angrily.
"ARE YOU PLANNING TO KILL ME?! I WOULD'VE HAD A HEART ATTACK BECAUSE YOU SUDDENLY PULLED THE CAR IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD!" I yelled.
"Do not yell at me."
I stomped my feet, but then I stopped when I felt something...
Something...
I visibly paled and my lips parted.
"What's wrong?"
I bit my lower lip and looked at him shyly. My face began to heat up.
"Prey? What the hell is wrong with you?"
"I-I t-think..." I stuttered as I rubbed my thighs. His eyes fell on my legs, eyes filled with questions. When he gazed up at me, I looked away. My face was damn red with embarrassment.
"You peed?" he asked as a smirk made its own way to his lips.
"W-What?! No!" I denied. What the fish?! How did he know?!
He raised a brow, still smirking. He hitched the hem of my dress and looked at my damp panties.
I covered my face through my hands in embarrassment.
"IT WAS ONLY A LITTLE! I DIDN'T MEANT IT! IT WAS YOUR FAULT BECAUSE YOU STARTLED ME! I HATE YOU! DON'T LOOK AT MY PANTIES!" I cried out in shame.
He laughed.
"DON'T LAUGH AT ME!" I kicked him, but he caught my ankle. "Ugh! This is so embarrassing!" I cried and wished for the ground to swallow me alive. I can't take the embarrassment anymore. Heck! I'm already 18 and I still pissed at my own panties? The shame!
"Hey, fine, fine. I'll stop laughing now, but stop kicking me, too. I'm just gonna pull up on the side of the road and we'll fix your little problem, alright?"
I didn't answer him. My face was burning hot. I think I'm gonna faint any moment now.
Gosh...
He started driving again and then stopped few seconds later.
"Hey, prey?"
"What?!" I hissed to cover up my embarrassed state.
"Come closer," he spoke.
"Why...?"
He sighed and I heard the sound of the seat belt unbuckling. He unbuckled mine. I looked at him and watched as he pulled me to him. He put his hands inside my dress and pulled my panties down. I shrieked and slapped his arm.
"No! Stop!!"
"We'll get you cleaned. You won't be coming with me with stinky panties, right?"
"I wanna die..." I sobbed.
"Not so soon, prey." He smirked and resumed doing what he was doing. After taking my panties, he reached for some tissues and gave them to me. "Wipe your pink pussy."
"B-But my panties..." I wiped my tears through the issue.
"We have no spare underwear, so you're gonna go with me, all commando." He chuckled and shook his head, as if he found it amusing and entertaining.
My humiliation brings him some kind of entertainment. What a pervert!
"Anyway, usually this annual event we're gonna attend to prepare a variety of sweets. I'm sure you'll love them. So come on, hurry up and stop crying."
"R-Really?"
"Yeah."
I tried to hold my sob. "O-Okay..."
He chuckled again and murmured to himself that only he could hear his own voice, "What a simple-minded human. How innocent... unfortunately."