Poison

Chapter two

I begin to open my eyes with an everlasting bad taste in my mouth. I couldn't make out the taste though. It sort of tasted like blood that you'd lick off your inner cheek if you bit it. Strangely, it started to taste better. I put my finger from my one free hand in my mouth to swipe my inner cheek but when I looked at my finger, I was horrified. It was blood! What was wrong with me? I looked around to see if I could recognize the place. Although it didn't ring a bell, I saw a photo of someone I felt like I knew. At first, I couldn't be sure who, but as a couple seconds passed, I finally noticed that it was my mother along with other people who I didn't recognize. Not too long later I heard footsteps getting louder and closer to me. I looked next to me to see it was my dad. " Dad." WHAT THE HELL!?" "Oh relax, it's just a little blood... and it's not even yours." "IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER?!!" I say, this time with a yelling tone. "What'd you do to me?" " I slipped a bit of poison into your drink and brought you here. Isn't that kind of obvious?" "No I mean, why was there blood? In my mouth out of all places too." "Well... you see you kind of have to drink blood from other people to live." "I'm not following." "You can't die, Amelia." "What?" " You're immortal." "You mean like a vampire?" "Of course not, those don't exist." "Can you atleast help me out of here?" "Not yet." "He's not done with you." "Who?" "You'll see...soon."