My head was throbbing violently, it felt like I had a tight band around it. My whole body felt numb, the only thing I felt was something cold touching around my neck, which I knew was the chain to my necklace which was still on me. I peeled my eyes opened forcefully getting welcomed by stream of light and wave of pain around my neck. I inhaled sharply yet again stung by pain in my torso and throat.
What the hell is wrong with me? Where am I
My vision was a bit blurry and heavy, I blinked few times to get them clear. The ceiling was pure white with built in lights. I closed my eyes again feeling my body getting back to me. Everything hurts bad like repeatedly run over by a party truck. I licked my lips gently, there was a taste.... a metallic taste..
BLOOD!
I peeled my eyes opened hyperventilating after I got a not-so-quick reminding memory of last few hours. The accident, the gunshot, my Mom tears started trailing down my cheeks to the thought, they killed my mother and kidnapped me.
My mom's gone, I can't believe my mom left me, I have no one else. I started sobbing with the excessive sting in my chest.
Why?! What have we done wrong? Why take me and kill my mom, it doesn't look right. I tried to reach my hand to touch over my pulsing head but it wouldn't. I tried again and a rattling sound filled the still air, I was restrained to the bed. My heart was pounding so hard against my chest that I could feel it in my ear and my head played in sync too, I started spiralling in a wave of dizziness and total chaos.
I kept trying to break free with it the intensifying sting all over my body although I knew it was useless but I couldn't give up after my mom did that for me. It was starting to burn probably getting bruised, but the pain I felt inside and the need to survive wasn't letting me stop. A heavy weight was soon pressing down on my chest crushing it as I was getting more anxious and angry with tears leaving my eyes.
"Easy there!" A voice said startling me, I stopped struggling and snapped my head to the direction of the voice meeting a man with dark hair and dark eyes, muscled frame, broad shoulders in casual wears leaning against the wall staring. He looked pretty amused watching me struggle the whole time.
"What have you done with her?" I asked anger, fear and hurt mixed all together in my tone. He leaned off the wall and walked to the bed, slowly leaning down to my face. He was so close that I could see the iciness in his soul, the grin on his lips totally melted into nothingness. My heart skipped a beat and I was sure he could feel my heavy breathing on him.
"I'm not here to answer to you, better to reserve them where they will entertain such" with that said he moved away going back to the spot he was earlier. But I wasn't going to let myself lay there till the rats finishes me off bit by bit. I knew they would eventually kill me, I wish it to be fast and over with. My mother's death played in my mind again, I felt it was my fault, I shouldn't have make it such a big deal because she wanted me in shallow falls. More over there wasn't any reason to attack a doctor and take her teenage daughter with, unless psychotic criminals.
"Where am I?" I asked again looking to him, I knew Mom wasn't taking me to shallow falls which would actually be impossible to know where I was. He tensed up growling angrily looking up at me from the book in his hands.
"No. Questions!" He said In a hoarse voice and clentched teeth tightening his grip on his book. I kind of saw it in his eyes that he wished it was me in his clutches. I should be shaking with fear but something in me was telling "fear not". He cannot be serious to not explain where my mother's corpse was or where I was, I haven't even asked why they freaking killed her and took me.
"Then you shouldn't have kidnapped and-" in a split second his hand was wrapped around my already sore neck with his nails pushing against my skin. His eyes were nearly a shade of red and then attained their dark color again.
That voice was so wrong, I was starting to see swimming dots in my vision
"If you'd like your throat ripped out, I'll do the honors" he said huskily before taking his hand away, leaving claw marks on my neck. As soon as my pipes were freed, I was attacked by harsh coughs after greedily wheezing air down, it hurt like scarping down my throat roughly.
What's wrong with them trying to choke me.
I tried to get my hand to touch around my neck forgetting that it was restrained thus making the sound again. I heard a snarl escape him, I had to stop moving in fear of choking on my own blood. All my thoughts were back home again. I missed every last bit of it, heck I missed Sam. When I see her am gonna give her a tight hug. Nan and Grandpa must be devastated by now, they must be looking for mom everywhere. More tears made their way to my stained cheeks before I heard the door creak slowly, I looked towards it and a woman revealed walking in, brown eyes and hair to match, Small frame but perfect curves, a bit tall 5'4 or not if we lose the heels, dressed in black knee skirt with black and white striped T-shirt tucked in loosely. She looked like a lawyer here to depend her client that was possibly attacked by me(note the sarcasm) because the look on her face shows she wasn't in my favour. Two men stood by her like body guards, which I thought they were until the one on the right, his hard demonic expression looks familiar. I had seen him somewhere, I never forget a face...never.
He was thesame figure holding my mother while a brown haired lady shot her. Brown haired lady almost same frame as..... I quickly took back my gaze to the woman, she's brown haired.
It was her!
My heart was thumbing fast again and I was instinctively pulling on the restraint making her lips play in a crooked, cold smile. She strut gracefully like a model in a fashion show stopping by my bed. I started kicking my legs too, trying to get my knees up to get myself out of the helpless position to a less deadly one but it was too tight around my wrists.
"I didn't think of seeing you in chains by now" she said appearing quite surprised like I should have broke out of it a long time ago.
"Oh! Don't mind I put it around myself, you know....normal people like being chained up!" I said angrily, I didn't know when it left my mouth. Sometimes I just cannot control my mouth it happens naturally, I guess and to top it all it I had enough of it all.
Did I mention I do that alot
I would have wrapped my hands around my mouth but you know.... they're chained up. It was too late, I said it and I cannot take it back... Actually I didn't regret saying it, they deserve much more.
Her lips played in a thin line smirk before leaning in on me but not as close as the other guy did. She kept a firm gaze on mine before I heard the sound of rattling breaking chains. My left hand was suddenly free before I could understand how or what, she was swiftly by my other side and the sound of broken chain hitting the floor. She stood there with a little more wider satisfactory grin because she accomplished her goal. She stroke such a fear inside of me that I laid there still, I wasn't so sure if I breath for seconds.
This is not happening
I was swiftly on my feet actually with speed I didn't know I had ignoring lightheadedness and the sore all over my body especially my ribcage. I was facing her with the bed as a barrier, slowly backing away with my hands straightened out instinctively to indicate I didn't want her anymore closer than she was, after then my gaze shifted to IV in my left hand which I never noticed. I didn't trust it being inside of me so I yanked it out quickly, blood seeping out staining my dress.
Dress?! It appeared they changed me into some transparent hospital gown, showing off my underwears. I heard a hiss erupt from one of them, snapping my head up I saw them all staring wildly. My head was still spinning around how she easily snapped those chains around my wrist.
"How is that possible?!....you snapped the chains with your bare hands" I said shaking with fear, she was swiftly in front of me again gazing down at my bleeding hand. Her face tightened and her eyes wide fixed on my hand, It looked to be teasing her, her lips were twitching too. Her hand went right up my cheek as fast as she dragged her eyes back to look at me. Her fingers touching over my bruised skin delicately like she was intoxicated by it, they slowly advanced to my collar bone tracing over it slowly.
I winced at the sting but not daring my eyes to flutter which they actually were, the look in her eyes wasn't so calm anymore it was viscous, scary, cold and hungry. It was like she was getting into a trance with the dripping blood she was glancing at again. I gulped hard as her fingers made their way back to my bare neck, the contact was so cold(emotionally). She pushed my hair away from my left revealing my bare side of the neck. She used her other hand to push my head to the right, I couldn't look directly into her face but I could feel her glare in me. I couldn't even move, my heart had been skipping a beat ever since she appeared. My body was shivering but some how I was still standing.
Well not anymore because I was now against the wall with the woman in front of me still staring at my neck, before my body could react to how it happened that I was in the middle of the room and now against the wall I felt her lips brush against my skin sulking on it intimately. she sniffed at the point she licked sending electric shivers up and down of me making me shudder against her grip. Her other hand still on the side of face forcing me to look right. My body was now on a new scale of terror and disgust.
I couldn't even gather the scrambled alphabets running in my head to let me speak, fear was doing it's job quite well
I felt the tip of her tongue on my flesh moving it up,down and drawing circles, a deep low moan escaping her mouth. I didn't know when tears started to leave my eyes again, the last thing I wanted was to be treated as a sex toy. The other three were now in view with almost same hunger I saw in her eyes.
They were so ready to devour me whole!
A gasp escaped my mouth when I felt her hand on my lower back pushing me off the wall with such force crashing me into her body but my head was still in place thus straining my neck. I could feel ever bit of her on me and her tongue was moving up to my earlobe bitting on it lightly. I felt the electricity diverge up my head and down to my body settling in my core. I didn't want to feel that way but my body was weirdly reacting to her moves. My heart was thumbing even faster, I had to stop this. It was like she read my mind just before she look at me, a whimper escaped my mouth when I saw her not-so-brown eyes and white flashing teeth(fangs) under her lips. It was like her pupil bled over her Iris
"What the-" my sentence was cut short when she pushed her forefinger and middle finger hard against my temple, I instinctively grabbed her wrist before she plunged her fangs in my wrist. What happened after it made me scream in pain and trash in her grip frantically, surprisingly the only thing pinning me to that wall were those two fingers.
The images..... horrible images that flooded through to my central processor and screams of humans getting mutilated by these night creatures so fast melted in the darkness. Ripping their hearts out, sucking the life out through their necks, leaving them to drown in their own blood or rip them limp to limp after. Those images were flashing in an impossible speed in my head, it burned badly bursting through every neutron in my brain. My heart rate was pulsing faster than anyone's had ever did, It felt like my body was set on fire over and over again.
"What are you doing, Lenora?!" I heard a voice said with so much urgency before her touch on me was gone. My knees dropped me to the floor immediately after gasping and tearing, I would have burned out completely if it lasted for any longer than that.
I could feel the pain and the cries of the people being fed on deep inside of me. It sort of felt like I was in there with them as their lives get soaked out of their bodies, my chest was heavy with pain and lack of proper breathing. I was still against the wall shivering frantically as blood trail down my face from my temple and from my wrist, her nails must have bored some holes in me. I have never seen something like that, I have never seen something like them, they're not human! Now i know what I saw before passing out was true but I was still trying to fight myself, to unseen the reality and not to believe the creatures I knew to be mythical and watched in horror movies were right there with me. They cannot be Vampires, they don't exist.
"Who are you?" I asked my breath shaking uncomfortably
It is just a bad dream and I will wake up with my mom beside me, kissing my forehead and brushing through my hair telling me that it will be ok, that It was just a nightmare, that it was just a figment of my wild imagination and I watch way too much television, that I was safe in her warm hugs. I wanted her warmth so badly, I will go to shallow falls if that's what she wants, if that what it takes to see her one last time
Please wake me up, anybody!!!.
I gasp and cried out when a hand wrap around my sore wrist pulling me up by it almost gifting me with a muscle tear. It was that same guy that almost crushed my wind pipe last night, he looked scarier in the light than I remember. His bulky form casting a scary shadow over me, I looked like a pea bean in his presence. He was glaring me down with so much hatred like I wanted to fuck with his girlfriend and he caught me red handed or that my mere existence was a pain in his ass. I was still shaking and trying to stop the tears wetting my face, I was faced by a vampire not just one but five.
"She wanted to know" she said playfully making us both look back at her but only he looked over his shoulder. Her eyes were back to normal and her fangs were no more visible with a little blood trickling down the side of her mouth and the grin on her face was growing, she used her tongue to clean out the side of her mouth before doing same with her fingers. She must have enjoyed her little game with me, How unruly!
"It wasn't necessary nor did she need to know anything...yet" he said angrily before looking back at me again, well at my bleeding hand. He had my bleeding hand in his and got some blood on him too. He looked more angry and spiteful like I put on rotten trash on him, aren't they supposed to go nuts for blood like I do when I see a granola bar. He looked up at me swiftly getting a grip on the neck of my gown and ripping it down the middle like paper, leaving the rest barely hanging on my shaking body. My heart was racing even faster now,
what did he think he was doing
what a perv!
I wanted to kick him in the nuts and get my hands free before running out on them although it would be hopeless, fun fact they're a million times faster than me. I was so shocked and embarrassed that my cheeks were burning red. I was standing in my underwear in front of them, I felt the heat creeping up my neck as their glares get more marked. With the fabric in his hand he wrapped it around my wound hiding the blood underneath it barely, it soaked it up right that instant. He let go but I could still feel his grip tight around my wrist, he turned on his heels to leave when he stopped
"Get changed! We're leaving soon" with that he exited together with his people leaving me slumped to the floor crying.