The Beast's Wife

6 #wheredidallthedirtydisheswent.

"Good morning Angel" he said brushing a strand of hair from my face, I immediately jumped from his grip, almost falling from the bed; almost, because as I opened my eyes expecting myself on the ground, unexpectedly I founded myself between his arms.
"Now dear, we don't want any accidents here do we?" He said smirking, and that's when I saw his fangs and remembered what happened before passing out.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" I screamed pushing him away, my body couldn't handle my wight for some reason and I lost my balance, dizzy and tired I fell, but again he caught me and I didn't find the strength to push him again nor to speak, so I let him carry me in his arms to bed.
"You lost lot of blood last night, you need to eat something to load your energy again" he said fixing the huge soft pillows behind me.
I remained silent as he placed food in front of me, I must say that it looked very appetizing, I was drawling from hunger as I smelt the delicious scent.
There were meat, with what I assumed some melted cheese on it, juice, bred (there were even steam coming up from it), strawberries and a salad. He looked at me while I just stubbornly set quiet there; my hands crossed over my chest ignoring my stomach call.
"Food is served, please enjoy your meal" he said after a while, I ignored him.
"Maybe it's not what you want?" He asked locking his gaze with mine, intimidating me, I looked away fear taking over me.
He put a finger under my chin and simply turned my head to meet his pale blue eyes, the ones that turned all red once.
"I don't like it when people doesn't pays me any attention, that would break my heart"
"Hope it breaks your soul, demon" I unconsciously said but mentally high fived myself, proud of my sudden courage... That was before I saw his expressions change.
"Very rude and feisty, a young lady like you should never carry such hate into her" he said taking a strawberry from the plate, digging his fork into it and bringing it to his mouth, eating the top, the red juice dripping on his fingers (that made me thirsty)
"Strawberries are very helpful, I have a tendency of eating them whenever I feel angry; it helps keeping my composer, let's say locking my demons" he said, then slowly licked his fingers while looking at me. I felt helpless and scared ( I don't want this thing to eat me the way he's eating that strawberry) so I decided to do whatever he says, cuz the way he talked and what he talked just now seemed like an alert.
"Do me a favor Angel, and open your mouth for me" he said his face turning emotionless, his tone demanding, ordering and scary.
I opened my mouth, my eyes looking else than into his.
"Good girl, now finish all your food, by the time I come back I expect you doing what I demanded or else... I'am afraid it's you that am going to finish for breakfast" he warned and I felt my tears threatening to fall, he closed the door and when I felt only my presence in the room and the loneliness, I started crying.
I cried cuz my best friend died, I cried cuz she died in a horrible way, and that now probably her body was left for the wild animals to feed from.
She's not even going to have a funeral like any other human being.
I cried and cried more thinking about my situation and how helpless I am, at the pain that have been burning my neck since I woke up and how pathetic I must be looking like right now.
I took a napkin and dried my tears, took a fork and a knife and dug at my food, aggressively munching it while tears still made paths through my cheeks.

"That... Was delicious" I said to myself after eating all the food, I felt much better and even the pain looked like it's going away.
I stood up slowly, making sure not to lose my balance like before, I felt a bit dizzy at first but then, my vision became clear again, I carefully stepped where the bathroom was looking at myself in the mirror.
(I looked like crap) and checked my neck for the probable marks, but when I lift my hair up, there were nothing, no scar, no blood, no nothing, and I questioned my vision and my insanity.
Was it a dream? No it wasn't, I felt it.
It was so painful and am still feeling it even if there's no marks.
I decided to drop the subject and let my eyes travel the fancy bathroom equipped with expensive luxuries and said to myself what the hell, the demon's not here and I smell like shit.  so I decided to take a shower while I could.
I stripped off from my now dirty dress and underwear, but somehow I realized that I didn't remember taking my heels off that bloodsucker demon.
I stepped in the shower, turning the hot water on and letting it wash my disturbing thoughts, worries and pain away, well maybe not but at least the dirty smell.
I lift my hair up with my bare hands letting the water a path through my back, I moaned slightly as the relaxing water poured onto my neck, I released my hair from my hands and massaged my neck, seeking for comfort, I felt a chill running down my spine as if someone was watching me but when I turned there were no one around. ( been my paranoid self again)
When I finished showering, I noticed a towel placed on the sink that I missed before, I took it and wrapped my naked, soaked body in it, letting my wet hair fall behind my back.
I was so tired and so sleepy that I didn't even bother picking my cloths from the bathroom's carpet, instead I went directly to the bed and let my body fall on it.
I nuzzled my noise on the sheets, bringing my body up to make it turn into a small bull, dream land calling me but then I realized.
Where did all the dirty dishes went?
I slept after that weird realization, and forgot about it completely next day.