A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

As soon as Jacob finished his words, he moved close to kiss Emily in the dark, and accurately landed on her dry lips. Biting and
nipping her lips, he slowly moistened them over and over again and then aggressively plunged into her mouth.
It was a feeling he had missed for a long time, and he wanted to savour each and every second of it.
Jacob realized then that he cared more about this innocent girl than he had thought. Thus, when the aftershock hit, he rushed to
Emily to shield her with his body, without any concern for his personal safety.
Jacob was the kind of man to give his everything for a girl if he felt very strongly about her.
"Uh..."
Emily whimpered, but then Jacob kissed her more deeply. Half awake and half asleep, in a dazed state of mind, she guessed
that the man who was aggressively kissing her must be Jacob.
'Gosh! We were trapped here and all Jacob wants to do is kiss me?' So when Jacob finally broke off the kiss, Emily punched him
in the chest.
Jacob grunted as if he was hurt by Emily's reaction.
"Are...are you all right?" Emily suddenly felt worried and guilty.
She assumed that Jacob must have gotten seriously hurt, or else, he would not have passed out for such a long time. Moreover,
since Jacob was coughing blood intermittently, his internal organs must have also been injured.
'He got injured because he wanted to save me, ' Emily thought.
Jacob opened his mouth and said in a faint voice,"It hurts."
"Where?" Emily asked with bated breath.
"My chest is aching. Maybe you could rub it to make me feel better."
Jacob took Emily's hand as he spoke and placed it on his chest. Emily could feel his heart beating.
Emily did not know whether to cry or laugh. She pulled her hand away and said,"You are such a child."
Stuck in that situation for a while, Emily finally decided to break the ice,"When do you think they will come to save us?"

"It won't be long." Then Jacob changed his position; he leaned his chin against Emily's neck, scratching her delicate skin with his
stubble.
Emily had neither strength nor will to care for Jacob's intimate behavior. With her mind weighed down, she asked,"What if we do
not last out?"
"Don't be afraid. I am here with you."
"I mean...what if?"
"If... If we die, we die together." Jacob answered her question in a calm tone,"It will be your honor to die with me."
His arrogance made Emily want to punch him again; but since he was injured, Emily humphed and stopped her hand halfway. In
truth, she was somewhat relieved to find that Jacob was not badly injured.
Although Emily and Jacob could not see each other's faces in the dark, they had a feeling of inexplicable ease; even the waiting
did not feel hard for them.
There was no light, water or food at that place. The only things they had were each other's company and their will to hold on.
Not sure how long had passed, for the very first time Emily felt like she was going to die in that place. She was beyond thirsty as
she had not had any water to drink for a long time. Her throat was so dry that she found it difficult to speak.
"I need water..."
But they were buried under the debris, and how would they find water?
There were broken floor slabs above their heads. Jacob fumbled around and found no trace of water and food at all. He listened
to Emily's weakening voice and sighed softly.
"Want some water?"
Emily answered in a daze,"Uh... Water..."
The next moment, Jacob thrust toward her lips. His flexible tongue slid into her mouth, and moistened it slowly.
Without a conscious thought, Emily licked her lips, and somewhat regained consciousness. She pushed Jacob and murmured in
a feeble tone,"No..."

"It's not up to you," Jacob said.
"I didn't mean this kind of water... uh..."
Although Jacob kissed her over and over again, what he did, was just a drop in the ocean. Eventually, he felt like his throat was
drying up too, and there was still no sign of ease.
In the dark, they did not know how many days had passed. They could do nothing but wait in silence.
Numb all over, Jacob began to feel like he could hardly hold on any longer. Thanks to his unwavering willpower, he forced
himself not to give up. But as time went by, Emily fell in a semi-comatose state.
"Emily," Jacob called out her name and shook her with his hands.
Emily barely lifted her eyelids, but all she could see was just darkness. She closed her eyes again and muttered,"I... I feel like I
am going to die..."
Her voice was muffled, but Jacob heard every word clearly. Instead of saying "we die together", this time he held Emily closer
and whispered in her ear firmly,"You will not die. I will not allow it."
Emily mumbled faintly, unable to speak a word. The next moment, she felt something drop on her lips. She licked her lips out of
curiosity; it was warm and sticky, unlike water...
It tasted and smelled metallic with a tinge of sweetness.
"Blood..." Emily muttered faintly. She turned her face away as he suddenly realized what Jacob was doing,"No..."
Jacob grabbed her chin and forced his bleeding wrist to her lips, as he said coaxingly,"Good girl..."
The blood flowed freely into Emily's mouth, and slid down to her neck.
By then Emily had lost her senses; she instinctively swallowed Jacob's blood, one drop at a time, turning it into energy to sustain
her life.
In complete darkness, Emily could only hear the faint breathing of the man.

"You really got me," Jacob chuckled. Although his lips were dry, the corners of his mouth lifted up to an arrogant smile,"I never
thought I would live to see such a day."
"Self-sacrifice"— A word Jacob believed he would never have anything to do with.
"Emily, since you've had my blood, you are mine now. Do you understand?" At first, Jacob's voice sounded so hoarse Emily
almost couldn't make out what he was talking about. Then she heard Jacob's voice once again, this time a bit softer—"If we
make it out of here alive, I want you to promise me something."
Emily paused and did not answer. Jacob didn't know whether she understood his words or not.
He flicked her on the head gently, and said,"Did you hear me?"
There was absolute silence in the air, and just when Jacob thought that Emily would not give her answer, she faintly
uttered,"Okay."
...
Meanwhile, the rescue team had already come to dig them out a while ago, but it took them more time as they had to dig through
small spaces carefully in order to avoid risking the lives of Jacob and Emily. After four days and three nights of rigorous work,
they were finally able to dig out both victims successfully from the debris.
Emily opened her eyes to the ceiling of a hospital ward. She stared at the ceiling for some time, before the memories slowly
found their way back into her head.
She remembered being in the arms of a man, as the concrete structures came crashing down around them, burying them under
the pile of rubble; scared, thirsty and cold.
The memories of what followed after that was a bit blurry, but she remembered being embraced by the man, kissed by the man,
and...being saved by the man's sacrifice, to preserve her own life.
'It must have been Jacob, ' she thought, with certainty.
'I wonder if he is okay?'
Emily started to get worried. She pushed aside the quilt trying to get off the bed, when suddenly a nurse came in and rushed to
stop her.

"Miss Emily, you are still weak. Please stay in bed for your own good."
Emily bit her lip and explained,"I'm fine, I am looking for someone..."
However, before she could finish her sentence, a familiar voice interrupted her from the outside,"Who is this 'someone' you are
looking for?"