Heartbreak Hotel

Katherine

The smell would have been almost unbearable for a mere living human in the hotel but Mr James March ,however, was not your average person, nor did he lack purpose in this trip to the basement. He personally had never gone to this level of the cortez, not for a number of years atleast and it was clear to see why.
There where both fresh and rotting bodies everywhere, sometimes just the bare bones lay evident of the victims existence.
James walked around each individual body, examining it quickly for any sign of his Katherine. He must of been walking around for a good ten minutes before he spotted a long haired blonde corpse, he walked closer. The body was on its stomach ,so preventing its identity from being discovered. He turned it over...it wasn't her. At this point,he was beginning to doubt the Countess's words,perhaps she was lying and just purely wanted to spite him.Wouldnt have been the first time.
Suddenly, he felt a breeze behind him ,which caused him to turn in suprise. No one was there. He felt it again and twirled once more.
There stood an almost unrecognisable figure to him. Her hair still showed blonde tints but it was mostly masked in grey, her face was completely sunken and at a porcelin tinge.
She raised her head, he was frozen in his spot.
"K-Katherine?" He stuttered, this feeling was completely unknown to him, he felt...helpless...just staring at her.
"I-I w-waited for y-you." Her voice was croaky and hoarse.
Just as James was to replie, Katherine fell to the ground in weakness before him.

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He placed Katherine on the bed of room 64 and brushed her hair away from her face.
"Mrs Evers!" He called. The door opened almost imediatley in responce.
"Yes, Mr March? How can I help Mr March?" She smiled, but James failed to notice; his eyes never leaving Katherine.
"Would you be a dear and fetch me a guest from the bar. Our Katherine needs to feed and gain her strength."
"Of course Mr March. Right away Mr March." Just as she was to close the door behind her she popped her head around once more, "Its nice to seem Miss Katherine again Mr March." This time James turnt and smirked at her before she left for the bar.
He was not letting Katherine go again, not after what he felt last time. He hated these feelings he had and did try to deny them at first but ,like all his other impulses, he eventually gave in. Miss Katherine was only 17 years old when they first met. It was at one of the hotel's parties, there was just something about her that he was drawn to. Her positivity and kindness, it was all the things he lacked and even hated , but he enjoyed these traits on her. He enjoyed her innocence, her hope and her capability to love. She taught him how.
The door flew open, James turned in reflex, "Mr March, I found this one whoring herself at the bar" Mrs Evers pushed the gaunt girl toward him. He grabbed her and smiled sadistically.
"Oh, I do love the pretty ones" he grabbed one of his knives from his trouser pocket and sliced open her neck enjoying her screams of pain. He pushed her body toward Katherine, aiding her to feed.
Katherine's bony fingers wrapped around the girls neck as the blood proceeded to fall into her mouth. As she gained her strength ,she dropped the corpse to the floor and widened her eyes.
"Katherine my dear, do you know where you are" James questioned. Katherine sat upright, looking alot more fuller and livey than before.
"Am I dreaming?" Her voice was light, James thought it a floaty tone as he always believed she was up in the clouds.
"No my dear, far from it" He grasped he hand tightly; she looked up at him. He thought she was about to replie ,as she opened her mouth ,but must of changed her mind as next thing he knew, the two were in a deep embrace.
"I missed You Jamie"
"And I you my dear"