02 You are a Filthy Vampire

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“There was this man.” TJ said to the brain twisted girl.

“What man?”

They were sitting on the staircase, facing the road in front. It was his home. After Elisha promised to behave, he cut off the ropes and helped her to get dressed. She was feeling well after drinking his blood, for some reason she couldn't understand.

Elisha looked at her hands. The wounds were cured not leaving a single mark. She gazed at the river, thinking. 'How could he do this to me?' She loved him, and he loved her back. At least she thought he did. She remembered the day, the words he said as it was a moment ago. About four months back, she was a pretty seventeen years old girl who believed that everything happened for a reason and the reason, whatever it was, a good one. But a day came, a day that changed everything.

She woke up. She looked around with tired eyes. Yes, she remembered. They were together last night. Her boyfriend TJ. That was his room. She closed her eyes tightly, but the pain in her head didn’t go away. She lied on the bed and kept starring at the roof.

“Babe?” A shivering voice came from nowhere. She turned her head and saw TJ standing near the door. She noticed something strange in his hand. A wooden stick with a sharpened point. She looked at his eyes. He was dead frightened.

“What’s going on?” She asked trying to sit. But something held her down. She tried again. No luck.

“Do you remember me?” TJ asked. Elisha tried to move her hands. That was when she saw that they were tied up with white rope. “Do you remember me?” He asked again.

“What? TJ what’s going on?” She asked confused. “Did you tie me up?"

“How do you feel?” TJ said closing in to the girl. His shaking hand showed that it was ready for action.

 “Honey what going on?” She asked, spooked by his behaviour.

 “Are you human!” TJ yelled with all he got.

“What?!”

“Don’t try any funny business baby. Are, you, human?” TJ kept closing.

“What are you talking about?” She glanced at the wooden weapon. “Let me go!”

“You are not are you...?” He grabbed the knife that in his belt. He used it to slice open his wrist. And he let the blood fall down to the ground, drop by drop. Keeping his eagle eyes on Elisha.

“Stop that are you crazy?!” Elisha said failing to understand her boyfriend. But the blood… she could see something different in it. It was not the red scary thing anymore. She watched how it suddenly appear in his wound, and then slowly fell down to the ground. Drop by drop. And that smell. What was that smell? She felt as if she was sitting on a table, with her favorite food in front of her, just waiting for her, asking for her. And it never ends. She felt getting warmer. Her heart kept pounding. She tried to reach him. She tried to reach his blood desperately.

“You’re not are you…? No… no… no... You are a filthy vampire.” TJ whispered excited.

“Let me have it! Please!  I must have it!” She begged while shaking her body to get loose. Her hands were tied, her legs were tied, and there was a huge belt that held her to the bed, preventing her from moving a muscle.

“It worked… It worked baby!” TJ yelled in delight. “You don’t worry sweetheart… I’ll take care of you… I’ll give you all the blood you need. I’ll give you everything. And together, we are gonna be rich!”

Elisha looked at him with tears in her eyes. “I’m so hungry.” She passed out.

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