Living With A Vampire | p.j [r18]

Chapter 7

The cell door, my cell door, opened. The fear hitting me from every spot possible. The women walked closer, she knew where I was.

There was nowhere to hide thought, and I couldn't see a thing. I tried to stay as quiet as possible, but nothing was going to help me in the situation I was in.

Next thing I know I'm being lifted up off the ground, I scream, kick and bite, anything that I could do. I needed to get away from this monster.

She slapped me across the face, knocking me down. I tried to get up, but she grabbed me by the hair, dragging me across the floor. I screamed louder. The pain was stimulating through my head, I tried to find something to grab onto, anything to fight back with.

I felt myself being lifted up and tied up with chains. My hands were tied above my head, I could stand, but I still couldn't see. The women then left, I heard the same door that she walked through the first time creak open and close.

This was my chance, I needed to get out of these bounds, get the blindfold off and get the hell out of this place.

I tried to get the chains off, but it was easy said than done. I tried all I could, I didn't want to know what was going to happen next.

I looked at the chains, they looked like they could be loosened. I tried wiggling my hands around and surprisingly it helped loosen the tight grip of the chains. I watched the door to see if the women was going to come back.

I then drew my attention to the chains. I wiggled some more and got one hand out, I then untangled the chain around my other hand. I rubbed my wrists, small red marks went around them, but it wasn't anything huge. I looked around again, to make sure no one was coming. I then tried finding a window, to get out of this damp disgusting place.

My gaze locked on a small window above a stack of crates. I slightly licked my lips and went over to the crates that were bunched in the corner.

I looked at the door to reassure myself that no one was coming. I tested the crates, to make sure they were stable enough to hold me. I started to climb up the crates, it seemed so high up.

On my 4rth crate I heard talking outside the door, my heart started racing. My eyes widened and the sweat on my hands became more moist.

I started rushing my pace as I climbed. Every climb felt like hours. I finally got to the last crate, I looked at the window, it was slightly open. It looked big enough for me to fit through.

I looked back to see the women, 3 inches away from my face. I screamed and pressed my hand against the window. The window flipped and my balance weakened. I fell, causing my head to crash on the window frame.

I slightly looked up to see the women stare at me intensely, but my vision was starting to give out. My head was pounding a shit ton.

The last thing I saw before blacking out was the women licking her sharp fangs.