A Vampires Slave

Chapter 12

Claude's pov

I watched her walk away, dread creeped through me as I stared at the blood on the floor. How could I have done this to her?

I stay back in my chair and growled. I lost control, in someone I had finally gotten to trust me. Damn it! I slammed my fist against the table causing it to crumble under the weight. I ran my hand through my hair in frustration.

I can't let her hate me. Those words stung, it cut through me like a knife. Guilt set in as I ran my hands through my hair.

"Man what happened?"

I looked up and saw Mark standing in the door way, disapproval glued to his face. He shook his head as he eyed the blood stains on the carpet.

"I don't know." I sighed standing my my seat. I could bare looking at the stains. I forced myself to look at Mark as he took a tentative step towards me.

"I know you better than anyone, but this?" He pointed to the the dent in the wall and the stains before looking back at me. "This isn't you, that part of you is long gone. Let it go or else you'll hurt that poor woman." He sighs placing his hand on my shoulder.

"Your like a brother to me, Get your shit together. Stop with this pity party and apologize. You got her files. Have you even read them? Do you know how many times her masters tricked her, abused her ra-"

"That is enough." I growled not wanting to hear anymore. He stared at me for a moment before nodding.

"I'm just saying, powerful or not. You are a vampire, she is a human. She's not strong enough to help herself. You care for her, do you not?" He ask. I nod my head not being able to look up at him.

"Then act like it, stop being cold. Stop being an ass. If you didn't care for her we all know she would be dead by now. We have never seen a human talk to you or any of us the way she does." Mark sighs patting the side of my face.

"Stop being a bitch. You've wallowed in here for about a few hours. Go clean yourself up and bring iris a plate of fruits and chocolate and apologize." Mark chuckles walking away.

I let my shoulders and head fall as I drag myself from my office to my bed room. Still as gloomy as I was before Mark had talked to me. I knew he was right. I needed to stop being a frustrated child and apologize to her for my behavior. Yet I couldn't do it, she feared and hated me. Two things I didn't want to happen.

I felt something warm run down my cheek as I dried myself off. I stood there for a moment shocked at what was happening.

I was crying, for the first time in two hundred years. I let the fall from my cheeks as I thought of what would have happened if iris hadn't stopped me.

She would have been dead. You would have killed her. And you wouldn't have felt bad about it.

I shuddered at the mere thought, I could feel the darkness creeping up on me as memories came flooding back. Of all the men woman and children I had killed, betraying their trust just so I would be entertained.

I stared at the little red headed vixen and she shook. She glared at me as I grinned. Wiping the blood from my lips.

"I trusted you! How could you have done this to us!" She shouted, tears streaming down her face. Her green eyes burning holes through me. I just shook it off and shrugged.

"Because I can, my beautiful little rose red." I grinned kneeling beside her, lifting her chin up with my index finger and running my thumb across her lips. She tensed at my touch and I grinned. I loved it when they shook.

"But, you said you loved me.." Her tears poured down her face as she shook her head. I grabbed ahold of her jaw and frowned. Her eyes widened as I inched closer, I brushed my lips against hers before taking them. It was a meaningless, kiss but I couldn't help it. My fangs came down cutting her bottom lip.

   She tried to pushes me away but groaned in pain. A smile kissed my lips as our lips parted. I stared at her red, swollen lips before kissing her cheek, "My lovely little rose red." I smiled before tanker her jaw to the side exposing her neck and sinking my fangs into her skin.

   She screamed out in pain as she thrashed in my grump. I pulled her body close to mine relishing in her fear. She feared me and I couldn't help but be satisfied. Her body became limp as I finished. I dropped her body to the ground. I brushed her red locks from her hair and kissed her forehead. "Farewell, my darling."

I shuddered as the memory hit me. Tears threatened to spill at the monster I once was, the monster that I had just shown Iris. I clenched my fist and growled.

"I can't let that happen again, not to Iris."