Blood Won't Stain This Floor.

Chapter Seven; The End is Near

I've been here for another two days now..

According to that girl-my supposed siser- Sera, I will die tomorrow if Blade doesn't help me..

 To tell you the truth, this sucks.

I expected the day I die to be kind of, cooler, I guess.

Sighing, I curled up on the mattress and ran a hand through my hair- pulling multiple strands out with it.

"Great. Now I'm malting." I rolled my eyes and stared at the door, any minute now Eric should burst in with my 'Daily slice of bread'.

I was right too, sort of. Not long after I spoke, Eric came bursting in. But not with food, in his hand, he held a glistening knife..

"Get up." He ordered.

"W-What? What are you doing?" I asked meekly, moving my arm forwards slightly in front of my eyes.

"I said get up!" He shouted, striding over and grabbing my arm roughly before pulling me up and pushing me into the chair. The chair that has now been fixed by the way, I should also probably mention Laurence's body is still in the room.

I thought I saw his hand twitch yesterday, it freaked me the hell out. But of course, he's dead. He won't be moving anytime soon.. Poor Laurence.. I'll miss him so much.

"We're going to have some fun." Eric smirked as he inturrupted my thoughts and strapped me into the chair.

"What? But.. You need to keep me alive.." I mumbled, staring up at Eric with wide and terrifed eyes.

"Well. I did. But now there's no point, either way you will die. I'm just making it more... Fun." He sneered, running his sharpened nails deep along my cheek as I tried to hold back a scream.

"S-stop." I stuttered, releasing a bloodcurdling scream as his nail was suddenly being dragged along my arm in a long jagged cut.

"Stop!" I gasped, tears slipping from my tired eyes. It'll be over soon.. I know it.

Instead of answering, Eric only chuckled before staring me in the eyes and lifting my chin up.

"You know, you're a very pretty girl. It's almost a shame to have to kill you. Almost." He laughed, plunging a knife into my shoulder as my screams ran through the desolate halls. 

By this time, I couldn't even speak because I was in so much pain. 

The unbearable pain...

It can't end here..

"I won't... l-let you." I murmured, spitting out some blood onto Eric's dirty converses.

"You'll regret that." Eric growled, moving his lips next to my neck and preparing to bite me.

Please Blade.. If you're near, help me. Please help me!

And that's when it happened. Eric was thrown off of me and slammed into a wall! But there's no way Blade could have found me?

"Laurence?!" I gasped when I seen who my saviour was. He's alive! Not dead, but alive! Thank god.

"Let's get you out of here, Jamie." Laurence smiled, dusting off his suit as he leaned down and pulled my restraints off easily.