Lorenzo and I talked. We understood each other. Dylan never came up. He figured I took so long because I was upset with him. We have been on really decent terms since. Actually, come to think of it I have been on decent terms with everyone since.
Especially Dylan though. It has been two weeks since we did what we did. And ever since then it's been frequent.
*the night after the playroom part 2*
Rose: I can't believe my favorite show was canceled!
Dylan: Is it that serious to get worked up over?
Rose: Yes it is! That show had a balance of drama, romance, horror, everything! Then it was canceled for no good reason.
Dylan: Let me take your mind off of it.
After saying this he picks me up and I wrap my legs around him. He carries me all the way to the playroom.
Dylan: What would you like to use this time?
I point at the toys and his eyes widen a little.
Rose: What's wrong? What are they?
Dylan: Nothing's wrong, they're called nipple clamps.
Rose: What do they do?
Dylan: You'll find out.
*two nights after*
Rose: I don't get it. I really don't get it! It's not my fault, but Olivia's still mad at me!
Dylan: Such a bitch!
He then pulls me in by my waist and kisses me passionately. He starts to rip my clothes off.
15 minutes later*
Dylan: *putting shirt back on* Hey Rose?
Rose: Lowkey. I know, I know.
He smiles kisses me and leaves.
*a week after*
Rose: Ugh! It's so frustrating!
Dylan: Frustrating? *smiles*
I smile back and jump on him.
*the following week*
Rose: I mean Archer asks me to go on a date with him and then keeps canceling and rescheduling. I don't get it!
Dylan: The twins are the youngest. Really immature.
Rose: I actually was really looking forward to it.
Dylan: What a jerk.
I crack a little smile and lift my arms. He picks me up and we head to the playroom.
30 minutes later*
Dylan: Thanks for the blood. I hope I'm not taking too much.
Rose: No, not at all.
*the following day*
Dylan: Rose I told you to tell me when to stop.
Rose: I know I-
Dylan: I'm going to stop before you pass out.
*the day after*
His teeth break through every layer of my skin. Only this time, the bite goes to my neck. This feeding was short because I was barely breathing.
*another following day*
He then gives me a vile of his blood. It's hard to believe that this is the same Dylan that hated my very existence when I first got here. He's so thoughtful. He remembered what I said about drinking from his wrist. How sick it made me feel.
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Behind Closed doors
FantasyRose was just a girl looking for a livelihood. She moved to New York and into a stranger's house thinking she would find just that. Not to long after it was brought to her attention she would be living with him and his seven stunning , horny brother...
