Sorry I didn't post until now sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry
I took in a shaky breath and said. "Jasmine.....I know what you're going through. When I was 10 I was taken. It was 3 in the morning. I was tied up and gagged then put in a room by myself. Later in the afternoon they came and got me. They put me in another room with my mom. They didn't take my dad though they kept asked questions about him and his work. We didn't know the answers to a lot of the questions. They would hit or cut us, well mainly mom, when we wouldn't answer them. I still have this.....um.....scar on my chest." He looked down like he was ashamed and embarrassed by It.
I touched his cheek and he looked up. I said "it's nothing to be ashamed of. Look I have one too." I pulled the collar of my shirt back exposing the two round dots on my neck. Spike said "is that wwwwawwwwawwwhat I think it is?" I said "they're from before I was turned...yes they're from a vampire." He looked scared, sympathetic, and vulnerable, like he wanted to protect me but couldn't. He reached out with slow movements then stopped. He looked me in the eye as if asking if it was okay. As an answer, I turned my head so he could see it better.
Slowly his fingertips caressed the soft skin of my neck where my scar was. The feeling of the collar suddenly shot through me. But it wasn't the collar. It was something else. It was like some kind of chemical was injected into my veins. It was the same sensation as the collar but without the pain. I was in ecstasy.
He took his hand away and continued "well, a few days after I was kidnapped I was taken to a separate room from my mom. I stayed there for about a week until four people busted through the door and told me to trust them. That they were working for my father. There were 3 males and 1 female. I asked them about mom but they ignored me and they carried me and ran into the forest. They were so fast and the trees were moving by too quickly, making them blurry....we camped out that night. They set a fire and we slept under a pine tree on the needles. They told me stories about what it was like to be a vampire, when they were turned, and some of what they could remember of before they were turned. They kept out the scary stuff because I was 10 but I understood that they went through a lot, they didn't need to tell me that."
"The next day we ran until we made it home. but before we entered one of them stopped me and said "son, you only get one chance at living. Use it well. And I'm sorry" I didn't know what he meant until I was cleaned up and presentable. The cut on my chest needed stitches. I went to dad and we talked. He told me he was sorry and that it was his entire fault. That he would never forgive himself and he hasn't. He told me that the people who took me and the people who saved me were vampires. Then he told me that they had drained mom 3 nights before I was rescued. I couldn't believe she was dead...me and my dad haven't actually talked much to each other since then. Nowadays he's always locked in his office. He wasn't always this grumpy.... O and if anyone does anything, anything at all to hurt you, I want you to tell me. Understand." I shook my head and asked "why are you telling me all of this?" he said "you ought to know that I don't want to control you and I don't want you to think that I'm suddenly gonna turn into the big bad monster man and eat you." I laughed and said "ooo, not if I eat you first." Then I retracted my fangs and flashed him a quick smile, showing them off. At first he seemed afraid but then he understood that I was joking and calmed down.
I said "I'm not gonna eat you but I am kinda hungry or...um...thirsty I should say." Although it felt exactly like hunger, I knew it wasn't food that I craved.
Where do I get the blood from?
He asked me "when were you...um...you know.... turned?" I said "about a week ago." He looked shocked but I shrugged my shoulders as a gesture to say it was no big deal
Spike said "come here" I took his hand and he led me over to the other side of his huge room. He said "this is your side of the room. You got that dresser and closet. The mini fridge that is over there is yours and it has blood in glass bottles. The microwave on top is also yours. You can use anything in this room. O, and sorry that I didn't clean before you came, It just hard with school and all. I'll get it later." I asked "wwwhere did you get the blood?" he said "don't worry, its donated. I organized them in order. From A+ to O." I said "thanks."
I got a bottle out and pulled the cork out. I put it up to my mouth and started to drink. Spike said "um, I was searching on the internet and it said it tasted better heated. if you want it heated I'll heat it for you." I stopped drinking when he started talking and now I handed him my drink. I said "thanks. I never tasted it cooked." He put it in the microwave.
When it was finished cooking he took it out and told me "watch it's hot and you need to shake it to make the temperature the same." He passed it to me and then passed me a towel to wrap around it. After wrapping the bottle I put my finger in it and shook it. I slowly put It to my lips and sipped it.
It tasted so good that I actually lightly moaned. I drank the whole thing so fast. I had the beer bottle shaped glass of blood drank in less that 30 seconds. When I was finished I went over to the trash can and placed the empty bottle in it. I faced Spike and he said "so, you ready to go shopping?"
Okay, sorry it's short and that I was late posting. One question, do you like when I use his real name, nick name, or a mixture?
