Screams - no shrieks of pain were heard around me. My eyes searched for a light, but only complete darkness wrapped around me. I was never one for the dark, especially in an unknown environment. The smell of sewer burned the insides of my nostrils forcing a drive heave up my throat. I don't even have anything to eat, I haven't for some time now. Where am I?
Being a beggar on the street wasn't bad enough no, being trapped in a strange place with stomach hurling scents is obviously where I am meant to be. This is so sickening. I don't even know how I got here; all I remember is going to sleep on my normal side street where many beggars didn't tend to go. Why GOD, why did I end up here?
I stayed away from the wall afraid of what I'd touch if I sat against it again. The underneath of my eyes burned and my stomach growled for food yet clenched to barf up anything I might eat. This is terrible.
A strange noise lurked around the corners sending chills up my spine. The air around me got colder, and the darkness blacker. "Is someone there, can you help me?", I called out to the unknown. A chuckle was answered to my question. What sick animal would laugh at the plead of a man?
The sound of beads dropping filled my ears. Who is that? Where am I? My thoughts were cut off as a hand wrapped around my throat. Tears streamed down my face from the lack of air. A long sharp nail ran down my cheek surely leaving a scratch.
"Petty petty boy", the voice of a chain smoker curled around my ear. "You don't even know how lucky you are". Lucky, lucky?! I am trapped being chocked to death by a sicko. How the fuck am I lucky? "You can be dead right now". So damn funny, I'm lucky because I'm alive. I'd rather be dead.
I gasped for air when his hand loosened around my throat. I could taste the disgusting smell making me dry heave again. A snarl was heard making me curl into myself in fear. The nasty villainous chuckle was heard again. "Let's go get you ready". Get me ready, for what?
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Acquire (BoyxBoy)
VampireIs the life of a slave better than the life of a beggar? Being the slave of a high class vampire is easy for no one, yet being the mate of a high class vampire is even harder.