Running Rogue

Chapter4 : TwiZone

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Bitten. He bit me. His sharp teeth punctured skin. My skin. When he was biting me his fangs or whatever pressed into my neck. I was going to need stitches and rabies shots if I ever got away from him. He was a vampire, that was my best guess. I waited for him to stop draining me of my blood. 

Vampires aren't supposed to exist. Aren't they supposed to be glittery and animal blood drinking? No actually in Twilight there were human- blood drinking vampires. The biting part was weird but after a while it didn't hurt so much. I accepted my forthcoming death by mystical creature and said my prayers.  

But then I felt high, it was like this float-y bubbly light feeling that started in my core. Aphrodisiacal really, I'm not really sure what that means but is sounds right. A wave of lust and desire rushed over me and stayed in the air.  Was this what it was like to be a phone on vibrate? 

When exactly did I become a masochist? I read about this thing called hybristophilia, which is the paraphilia in which a person is sexuoerotically attracted to a person who has committed a gruesome crime. So basically in the process of drinking me dry he was making me horny because he was committing a gruesome crime 

Wow those are some great vampire skills, if only they just bottled them up and sold them, people would pay millions for this, forget heroine and forget cocaine. Vampire bites were where it was at. 

My knees buckled and I began to sag into him he held me up and gripped my waist tighter. I would have loved to see the look on my face; I probably looked like I was overdosing on Angel dust or acid. The bite was just so enthralling; I was all in, besides the part in my brain that kept commenting about me dying.  

Just when I thought I was going to die of excitement or blood lost, he stopped. Then he was licking me. Yes licking. He was licking where he bit. It was gross but at the same time it sort of made it feel better. A moan slipped from my mouth. Yes, the psycho-maniac's spit was making me feel better. The entire situation was already ridiculous there wasn't much more that could make it worse.  

"Are you okay?" he asked  

He looked concerned for an insane serial killer but then again I didn't see much before I passed out.

When I woke up I was on a bed with, Jason was standing next to the bed of course probably just waiting to finish me off. 

"Well then sleepy head I was wondering when you were going to wake up" he said. 

"What the hell just happened? You bit me! Am I a vampire? What's going on? Why haven't you killed me yet? Do you have rabies?" I screamed. These were all very rational thoughts for the current situation I never thought that I would find myself in. 

I started to get off the bed but then I got tangled in a blanket I fell off the bed and hit my head on the dresser. It was embarrassing and it didn't feel very good.  

"Whoa there calm down" he said, he started to pick me up, I took my hand away from him and I attempted to get up. I felt a pull towards him but this time my head was stronger than my stupid hormones. 

I looked around for something to use as a weapon there was nothing. I looked for an open escape but there still weren't too many options. I didn't necessarily want to hurt him I just wanted to be in a position to protect myself. 

I was sitting on the corner of the bed and I tried to make myself as small as possible, as if the smaller I was the harder it would be for him to harm me. There was no point in me screaming anymore and besides my throat kind of hurt, I was thirsty.