"Stranger"
"Messing with your boss? Or saving you from getting your ass beat?" The stranger looked at me.
"Or making the beating worst." I held my cheek with was starting to bruise.
"You should go ice that."
"Brother, what are you doing here?" The client from room 6 asked walking out and leaning on the doorway.
"Hello," the stranger said walking away. "Goodbye."
"Oh, Kylie, do you know him?" Kraz asked standing up composing himself.
"Did it look like I did." I sassed knowing I would already not be able to come to work with a bruised face and bite marks.
"Meet me in my office." Kraz walked away. "Finish with work first."
"Sorry sir," I walked back to room 6.
"How's your face?" the client asked.
"Don't worry about that. Can I get you anything?" I asked.
"Yeah, you can answer my question."
"That's not apart of my job." I said looking at him waiting for him to ask for something.
"Ok, well I want, to bite you." I coughed.
"That's not allowed." I said.
"Who said you're gonna tell?" The client said.
"I won't tell, because you're not gonna bite me."
"Who says I'm not?"
"I say." I turned to walk out, but he was in front of the door. "I'm leaving if you don't mind moving."
"Hahaha, no." He laughed and pushed me against the door, "you're not leaving."
"Stop, what are you doing?" I asked struggling to get out of his grip.
"What if I don't want to stop?" He asked.
"Please let go, that hurts." I said still struggling. He grabbed my face making me look him in the eyes. His red eyes turned black with lust. He ran his hand down my thigh. I was still struggling. He kissed me forcing his tongue into my mouth. He finally took his tongue from my mouth. He slipped his hand over my mouth and smiled revealing shiny white fangs. He kissed my neck. I tried to scream but they caught in his hand.
"Shh, it won't hurt. For long." He laughed and bit me. I screamed but they all came out muffled. He lifted up my skirt and I was still trying. To scream. I sat there and screamed muffled screams as he fangraped me. I fell unconcious. I woke up with blood going down my legs and bites on my chest, abdomen, legs, and neck. I tried to move, but pain hit me. I could barely open my eyes. I tried to look around but my neck was hurting so bad. How am I even still alive? Why hadn't he just killed me?
"Don't move." A deep voice said.
"Who's there?" I said trying to sit up. My voice wasn't clear.
"I said don't move." I was still trying to sit up. " lay back down." The voice commanded.
"Who are you?" I asked. My voice was clearer.
"That's not the issue right now, lay back down." The voice commanded again. Instead, I disregarded the pain and stood up. It was dark, but I could tell the voice was coming from what looked like by the door. I tried to run. But something stopped me by grabbing me at my waist. I groaned still trying to run but it was useless. It walked me back over to the bed. They sat me down. I looked realizing it was the same boy who had stopped Kraz from kicking my ass. I touched my still bloody legs. "Gosh, what did he do to you?" I could see it was justa thinking out loud question. He touched my arm. I pulled away from him. I laid down and pulled my knees to my chest. I didn't want any one or anything to touch me. I felt disgusted with myself. "You should clean yourself off." The boy said.
