Don't Trust Him

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    "Get back here!" My step-dad shouted at me.

     I tried running away with my hand holding my other arm as it bleeds. My breath quickened when I heard glass shattering to pieces. "Get back here or you'll suffer!"

     What is he talking about? I'm already suffering each passing seconds as I'm here.

     "That's it," he growled, "You're going to get it."

     I felt something hit my back making me stumbled. Turning around, I saw him not too far from me. My ponytail swung around and I started to run again. I felt my heart thumping when his footsteps got closer.

     Then I was pulled back.

     He threw me to the ground resulting me to hit my head hard on the wooden floor. I let out a groan as I was half conscious. My vision went blurry and saw my step-dad pulling out his belt. "You asked for it."

     He started whipping me with the belt and I let out an agonizing scream. "Please, stop!"

     He ignored me and continued whipping me with the leather belt. In the last blow, he raised his arms up and used all his strength to whip my skin open. A splitting scream came out of my mouth and I started to cry my eyes out. Using his arm, he picked me up and pushed me to the stairs. "Go upstairs, I'm done with you. For now."

     I gritted my teeth and felt my skin crawling with excruciating pain. I looked down at my arms and saw new scars. Some of my scars from last time reopened and blood started trickling down. I wiped the blood with my hand and used my shirt to leave the blood.

     Going inside my room, I closed the door behind me and slowly got on my bed. It was dark and quiet around me and I liked the feeling. My hand was in so much pain, I could barely even lift it up off my blanket. I slowly closed my eyes as I cried myself to sleep.

     That's when I heard something screeching beside me.

     "Is that blood?"

     "Give me your blood."

     My eyes shot open and I came face to face with a red eye. I was about to scream when I felt something on my mouth.

      "Don't be scared little one, I mean no harm. I just want a taste of your blood."

     "W - Why do you want my blood?" I asked with a shaky voice.

     "I heard you screaming downstairs. You're obviously in pain. Here, let me help you."

      I felt something on my arm but I moved my hand as something wet touched my skin.

     "How can you possibly help me?" I asked with a soft voice.

     "I'll heal your wounds. That's only possible if you give me your blood."

     I didn't know what to think. It was probably an intruder. The eye was staring deeply into my own, I couldn't help but sigh. "I - I don't know."

     "Don't fret, young one, I'll show you that I can if you give me your arm."

     I gulped.

     "O - Ok." I said stuttering.

     It took my arm and felt something pinching at my skin. I gasped when I felt the wetness touching my skin as I heard it sucking on my wounds.

     "Your blood taste so divine."

     My arm suddenly felt much better. The pain was gone and I felt a smile tug on my lips. It was telling the truth.

     "Y - You healed my arm." I said with my voice cracked at the end.

     "Thanks to you, I feel so much better."

     "Thanks to you, I feel no more pain." I smiled at the red eye.

     Then a questioned ran through my mind. "What is your name?"

      "Bates."

     "Well, Bates, what do you look like?" I asked with curiosity.

     "I can't possibly do that, my dear. It'll definitely scare you."

     "I'm sure it's not that bad." I shrug.

     "Are you sure?"

     "Yes." I nodded.

     "Turn on your lamp but not too bright."

     I rolled over to my lamp that was on the table next to my bed and turned it on dimly. "O - Ok, I turned it on di -"

     When I turned back around, I was facing a boy. He was tall with his skin the color of a piece of paper. His red eye stared at me as the other other eye was bandaged with a blood spot on it. He tilted his head and frowned when he saw my reaction.

     "You're scared."

     "No," I lied, "I'm just surprised."

     He smiled at that and showed his razor sharp teeth. I clenched my jaw from letting out a scream and gave him a fake smile.

     He crawled up to my face and I scooted back. He saw what I was doing and held my leg in my place. Then his face was only an inch away.

     "Since I helped you, do you trust me?"

     I gulped hard. He waited for my answer as his red eye brightened. "Sure."

     "That's good to hear. Now I'm going to tell you the good news."

     "What's the good news?" I sat against my headboard.

     "You're all mine."

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Emily Didonato

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