Chapter 5.5

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When Mr. Chonk— now promoted to his real name Happy— had his first check up on day 8, I had a hard time looking at Dr. Whitlock.

He tried to make small talk by asking me to update him on Happy's behavior, but talking felt hard when my emotions felt so strongly mixed.

Enthusiasm, giddiness, shyness, happiness, sadness; I felt like a fucking mess.

I was happy because I got to be in his presence again. I waited for so long just to take in the sound of his charming voice, it my heart sing passionately.

I felt shy because he was such a handsome man. Slightly older but younger in appearance. Wiser from the way he spoke, and his fit, defined but not overly muscular. Feeling his gaze on me when I looked away didn't help with trying to keep our talk neutral at all.

I was also giddy because part of me wanted to be a thrall to him. I want to do anything he wanted, anything he would ask. I wanted to be obedient and have him command me to be his blood bag.

But top of all that, I was still sad knowing I wasn't going to be in this room for long.

I tried to blame it on my hormones. That I was stressed or that hated my job or... I lied to just about anything to give me a valid reason. But deep down I knew what it was no matter how much I tried to push the reason away.

The shitty part about it was that I couldn't even ask if it was because of the feeding.

I just had to continue on like nothing happened and keep enduring the emotions, hoping they will go away soon.

Thank him for his time, pack up my cat, and left to go home and continue working as always.

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