The Love of Blood

Chapter 3

I woke up in a dark place with little to no air. The place I was in was extremely suffocating with had little holes here and there. The binds around my wrist hurt very badly, almost driving me to insanity. There was nothing I could do, but squirm around wherever I am.

I felt strong hands grip around my waist and the hot breath of someone on my neck, making me feel extremely uncomfortable. "Listen here little Auburn. You will do as I say, whenever I say it. Don't try to escape. Never leave this house, unless I give you permission to. Never try to fight back. If you break one of these rules, you will be punished. Do I make myself clear?" I heard a deep, husky voice tell me. His voice was also kind of raspy, if I could give him a cough drop, I would.

The familiar feeling of relief washed over me as the thing that was suffocating me to death was taken off of my head. I took in a deep breath, but immediately retracted as the stench of dried blood filled my nostrils. "Do I make myself clear?" This person repeated once again, more sternly.

I turned around and the sight before my eyes was indeed breathtaking; Sébastien was sitting there, looking as devilish as ever. His eyes were turning dark and we're clouding over. His skin seemed to become more pale and the one working light in the room seemed to give off a deadly shadow onto him.

I quickly nodded my head and he smirked at how vulnerable I had all of a sudden become... if only he knew. I knew something was off about this Sébastien fella. The way he just happened to be in my back yard, the smirks he always seemed to pull off that slipped right past me, and how pale his skin looked. Either he really needs to tan, or he's some type of... something?

I felt the binds around my wrist become looser and looser until it was gone. I pulled my hands from behind the chair that I was sat in. The feeling of the binds were still there and they were so tight; they drew blood. I looked at Sébastien to see him looking right at my wrists, licking his lips. There was some type of glint in his eyes before he quickly turned away.

I only ever painted something like this once; a creature. A creature with The Love of Blood and couldn't do anything right until his needs were satisfied. The taste of the red deliciousness on his tongue made him crave for more. His teeth bared and his eyes turned a glowing red as he turned into this creature; a vampire if you will. The dark red substance, also known as blood, would be the best treat in the world to him. He only wished he could make it last.

I snapped back into the real world at the sound of his voice ringing through my ears. "Alright, let's go get you clean up." Sébastien said beckoning me to follow him. I hadn't noticed the amounts of blood and mud stains that covered my clothes.

I followed him through the door of this torture chamber and into the halls where paintings upon paintings lined the walls. All of a sudden, I stopped. The last picture; one that I've drawn. It was an infinity sign with a bunch of lines and hearts come through it. This shows love is infinite. The lines show life; life is infinite, immortality or not, life is infinite. The signature planted perfectly in the bottom right hand corner.

"Hey! Why is there one of my paintings on your walls?" I called up to Sébastien who was now maybe a couple footsteps away from where we're supposed to be. "I'm one of your buyers." I heard a voice say from right behind me. I turned around only to become face to face with Sébastien.

"How did you..." I trailed off looking at the place he just was and the spot he is at right now. "Ssh! That's for me to know, and for you, most likely, find out later." He whispered as he placed at finger onto my chapped lips.

My eyes dilated to his fingers and seemed to cross as I did so, which Sébastien let out a small chuckled. He quickly recovered and went to a straight face, pulling his fingers away from my chapped lips.

He led me into a beautiful room. My dream room; a dark wood backboard with red velvet sheets, black pillows were lining the bed. A matching red sofa was sitting in front of the fireplace that was on. The walls were black and made the room look dark, but the fireplace lit it up. There were windows and painting lining the opposite side. There are two doors in the middle of the wall. The bathroom and closet I'm assuming. I looked around in astonishment.

"This is your room for your stay." Sébastien said, then exited the room, closing the door behind him. I walked into the bathroom careful to not get the white carpet dirty.

The bathroom was as beautiful as the guest room. The walls were made of gray brick and the the bathroom was huge. The white and gray colors of the bathroom contrasting together in some sort of black and white abstract.

I turned on the shower and the water began pouring out of the head. The steam rising off of the water, just how I like it. I stripped out of my clothes, and hopped into the shower.

Once done, I got out and looked at my reflection. My hair was dripping wet and my face was blotchy. I sighed and wrapped the towel from the rack around my body. I don't have clothes!

I walked out of the bathroom and began to walk out of the door, when I spotted a bag of fluffy things on the sofa. Curiosity clouded over my brain, and I checked to see what was in the bag; clothes. There were clothes in all my size in the bag. Has he been stalking me? I wouldn't be surprised, he did kidnap me.

I slipped on the undergarments right as the door opened. I squealed and Sébastien smirked. "Here's dinner." He said placing all variety of juicy meats and accessories on the table. He walked back out and shut the door once again. I slipped the big shirt over my head and decided against the tights. I grabbed the Nike socks that were also there and placed them on my feet.

I dug into my food and immediately savored all of the flavors. They were so good, considering I felt like I haven't eaten in two days. Which was... probably true.
After I was done, I placed the tray back onto the table and snuggled into the warmth of my covers.

Sleep took over my body as I began to feel comfortable in the sheets. Darkness clouded my eyes as my body shut down and I drifted off to sleep.

D'Erica wrote this chapter👅