Chapter 6
Dead is the new way of being alive....plusing...taking with heated desire. No right or wrong when it comes to passion, no matter what people say they take and take and then without knowing exactly what they've done they gave you something so much more. An unknown war rages on the battle rising up from the ground, the hungry flame of a burning candle glows bright in a dim room. The night was a friend for tormented and beaten souls. It was a night of fear....the memories of my past reached out with icy fingers and clutched me holding me within there grasp. An ocean of blood in an endless sea of agony here in this time I scream feeling and remembering the edge of the sharpened bottle ramming into me over and over.
I woke up gasping holding my stomach my head pounding as the voices in my mind subsided, my memory was fading as I looked around the clock ticked as I looked out the window this place was ovbivously more decent than the shack me and Reed hid in. Where in the world am I sitting up I slid off the bed noticing it was a soft velvet red with candles with stars, suns, and moons decorating the ceiling. Walking out the door I saw that the living room was tiny but it had a nice feeling of cozy yet spacious the colors made it seem bigger than it really was. Everything smelled of a rich chocolate mixed with a honey scented mist it gave me thoughts of a happy household.....but then again.....no household was ever truly happy.
An entable that was maghony brown sat in the middle of the living room having an assortment of books, candles, and take-out boxes. Sighing I shook my head and walked to the kitchen spotting Reed humming and drinking coffee he looked up when he heard my footsteps "Hey...morning how are you feeling Mika?" he rose walking over to me but I notice he wasn't wearing a shirt and I couldn't help as I gazed his very nicely sculptured 6 pack abs. Blushing I turned away and looked around again nodding letting him know that I was feeling fine. Reed's arms wrapped around me and he leaned down whispering against my heated skin.
"Are you sure your okay....you feel like your running a fever." shaking slightly I walked away from his grasp my heart pounding in my ears what the fuck is going on with me.....I wasn't gay.......I wasn't! no matter how many times I was called a little gay bastard I wasn't one. But Reed made my heart skip and my blood rush with an undeniable urge, but I was damned to hell if I was going to act on it. "Yeah I'm fine Reed....how long have I been sleeping?" I asked as I looked at the calendar. "About five days....I was getting worried you wouldn't wake up and you had a fever for at least three of those days, don't scare me like that okay?" I nodded and sighed sitting down. It seemed like so much has changed I looked at Reed and I notice he was staring at me. The heat creeping up my neck I felt the lush rise onto my cheeks and I looked down at the table.
Hush.......feel me in your veins...you know who I am, you feel it in your soul....my son I'm your father....Chaos and pain are left in my wake. Let my mark burn your skin and let everyone know that you are Satan's spawn. I'm your master, your creator come to me my son....feast on blood.
I grabbed my head and whimpered feeling the twisted urge to feast and drown in blood of the innocent, to kill and rule the demons of the underworld. Reed rushes over and gently touches my shoulder but jerks his hand back hissing in pain as his flesh smokes. He looks at me and narrows his eyes picking me up and carrying me to the couch slamming me down and getting on top of me ripping my shirt open to see a black flame encircled by a ring. Satan's mark.....Hell's demon. Reed shook his head and got up off of me.
I was breathless as I tried to cover the mark looking at Reed as he paced the room, I could tell he was pissed and worried. After I calmed down a beat of primal drums echoed in the entire room a dark intoxicating desire welling up inside of me. The desire was darker than any sin and I could hear Reed's blood coursing through his veins his heart pounding louder as I sat up my eyes turning black. Reed looked at me and sighed walking over and kneeling tilting his head and dragging his nail across his flesh blood welling up and sliding down.
Everything stopped, slowed in an endless wave of energy the candles in the room that were lit dimmed to a glowing ember casting our faces in shadow as I leaned in getting on my knees as well placing my hands on his shoulders my heart pounding as I tried to stop myself. The scent od Reed's blood drew me like a moth to flame....paralyzing me with disgust how could I want this... this ruby red liquid as if my life depended on it. I couldn't think, no thoughts passed through my mind all I felt was the ungodly need to feed from him when a soft whisper slid against my skin near my neck "Mika....I understand......feed....I give you what I freely offer....feed." My whole body shook as the lights dimmed more the room vibrating hanging on a thread.
My tongue slid against the opened wound and Reed shivered but didn't do anything to stop me, something deep and something sinfully wicked wanted me to hear him scream to cry out in a mixture of pain and ultimate pleasure of a Demon's bite. Pressing my lips against the wound I sank my teeth into his neck hearing him sharply intake a breath his hands wrapping around me pulling me closer as I drank. My stomach lurched and my throat burned but the taste.....god the taste was like liquid gold. It burned but it sated an inner beast the flames of the candles flickering as the moon rose high into the raven black sky.
I whimpered not wanting to feel this way but Reed's hands stroked my hair soothing me, as he told me it was okay. I pull him closer and tilted his head back exposing his neck as I bit down again sinking deeper into his flesh once again he hissed but released his breath in a quiet groan my entire being shook with need gently pushing my knee in between in legs I leaned him back letting the blood rush into my mouth but Reed suddenly slammed me up against couch sinking his teeth into my neck drinking my blood. My eyes widening in shock but Reed whispered against my lips his own stained with my blood making them appear rosy "Drink Mika...don't stop until your sure your hunger is sated." I nodded in a daze as I leaned in his lips trailing down my neck and I shivered feeling like an animal who is was pushed into a corner. My teeth grazed his skin and he gently sunk his teeth into me making me bite my bottom lip as I wrapped my arms around him and sunk my nails into his back.
With care I sank my incisors into his neck taking his blood while he took my in a blood exchange I felt power and energy flow through us his hands reached behind me and clutched the back of my shirt as he held me closer. I didn't know what to do I was afriad that if I took to much of his blood that I would kill him but soon all thoughts quickly flew out of my mind when Reed's tongue slid slowly up from the base of my throat to the two punture wounds. I shivered and tried to back away from I moaned and succumbed to the desire feeling weak whenever I was with him. Here was temptation and I couldn't resist his eyes clouded with hunger....but I swear I saw something deeper something hidden and when I felt like discovering it...it was gone in a flash.
After I backed away from him and I looked away blushing a deep red I felt his hand reach up and touch the side of my cheek leaning in and whispering against my lips barely inches away.... "Get some sleep.....you'll need your rest." And in a blur he was gone upstairs, I breathed out my heart beat pounding in my chest. Night was temptation holding secrets and desires.....and here I sat letting the moon rising high letting in a deep yearn for the next brush of fire to scorch me with pleasure.....the night was temptation and here in this house I feasted on blood.
Remembering the words of the voice rush through my head as I laid down on the couch 'feast on blood....for you are Satan's son.'
