Prey or love?

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

What now?

"Doctor will he be ok?" I asked. "Matthew will need to be taken home. I'll have his parents come and pick him up." "N-no, you cant." I was stunned to hear Matthew speak again. Nothing was broken but, bruised by much. "I can take him home, i know how to get there." I said, hoping that would help. "I'm sorry Nick, but that cant happen, you see-" Matthew cut the doctor off. "He lives with me." "Yeah, i do. So um, i can carry him." The doctor nodded, and slid a form in front of me. "Sign this out. An than give it back to me." I nodded and filled it. "Here. I will be going now." I slowly grabbed Matthew and held him, once again, like a bride. "Ready Matthew?" I asked. He nodded, not being able to talk right.

It took me an hour to get back to Matthew's house. But i did have to find it myself, sadly enough. Once we where in, i placed the sleeping Matthew in his bed. I smiled at his mess room.

You wont be able to leave him like this. It will only get worse. Leave. You must leave. It will only be harder to leave. Leave now. You must. You have to.

I sighed, knowing that getting a voice out of my head would be impossible. But as i have said before, i never lie. So i ignored the voice.

I fall asleep on Matthews legs, mostly my head was on him, but some of my arm too. After, what seemed to be an hour, Matthew awoke. He awoke my kicking me in the face, forcing me awake as well. With a startle i yelled "shit!", it wasn't very often that i swore, but i do have my times. I sat up, noticing i was on the floor. "Hey are you ok?" Matthew asked, and sat up as well. "Yes, i am fine." I bit my bottom lip. His hair was all messy, mixed with a bit of blood, but it still looked cute. "Ow." Matthew rubbed his side. "I think its bruised." He sightly smiled, he had an adorable, yet painful look on his face. "I need to shower too." I noticed how Matthew bit the inside of his mouth. Matthew looked down, and sighed sightly. "I need you to.... Um,... Get me to... The.. Ah.... Shower." He gulped and looked back up. My eyes widen, millions of thoughts light through my head like the sun. "S-sure." I said with a small pink blush forming. "Um, here i should carry you." I went over to Matthew and picked him up bridle style. We walked over to the tinny bathroom, and i slowly sat him down. "T-there." I gulped again. "Do you need any help? With like running the water or, changing?" I itched the back of my head. Matthew looked away from me, "m-more like with, all of it. And, like, washing me..." We both had a large blush. "Um... Sure." We both stared in silence for about ten minutes. "M-my shirt." Matthew said, and slowly lifted his arms up. I nodded and pulled from the bottom and up. I tried my best to to stare... Which i had failed to do so. Matthew had a barley visible line, and a three pack. "Ok, i am going to do you- ah- pants now, o-ok?" Matthew nodded as i undid his zipper, and pulled off his pants as fast as i could. Which left a underwear Matthew in a bathtub. "D-do you think you could do y-your underwear?" I asked, trying to not run out of the room with my heart beating as the speed of light. "Y-yeah, just hand me a- um, towel." I nodded and handed him one, i turned away, knowing i will be needed again. After another three more minutes, Matthew finished taking of his underwear. "C-can you turn on the water? I like it hot. But not burning me." I turned back around, and turned the water on, mostly hot, but some cold. I grabbed a washcloth, and put soap on it. "W-where do you want me to start?" I asked. "My head." i nodded and quickly grabbed a cup and put the showers water in it. "Hold your head back. I pored water down his head a few times, and used the washcloth to get some soap in his hair. After doing that. I redid the putting water on his hair. "Where next?" I asked, my heart pounding. "Arms and chest." He said bluntly, looking away. I slid water down his arms, and and used the soap. It took longer to wash his arms than his hair. "Your legs?" I asked, trying my best to not look. At all. Nerves curled up inside me, forcing me to think the most crazy things. 'I wonder what his -' i tried to stop that thought. I tried not to think about it. Yet, i just wanted a little peek. I mental slapped myself. Matthew nodded but said, "y-yes, just do my lower leg though." I nodded, and went to his knee cap, pouring water down it a few times, and than used the soap. I finished that and handed Matthew the washcloth. "Y-you can do the rest right?" I asked and walked to the doorframe, "and just yell for me, i will help you out." I walked out leaving the door ajar.

About ten minutes later Matthew yelled for me. "Coming." I called back. I opened the ajar door, noticing his naked body, being covered up by his hand. "T-theres a, um, towel, on, the toilet." I first turned off the water, and grabbed the towel. "Can you stand?" I ask. "Y-yes." I help Matthew stand up, he held onto the wall. I put the towel around him. But i still did not look. "Ok, um, what now?" I asked. Still feeling nervous. "Just, um, take me to my, um, bed." I nodded and again carried him bridle style. I used my butt to open the door. "Ok, here we go, WATCH YOUR HEAD!" I yelled out, as Matthews head slammed against the doorframe.

We both hit the ground.

"Are you ok?" I asked Matthew, who was still in my arms. "Yeah, are you?" I nodded, and tried to stand up. It took me a moment do to so. "Ok, lets try this again." We slowly walked back to the bed, this time without falling, we reached the bed. "I am going to set you down now." I set Matthew down, and covered him up, with his blanket. "I'm just going to go to sleep, ok?" I nodded, and closed the curtains. I began to walk out "W-Wait!" Matthew yelled out. "C-can you stay here. please?" I turned around, "i will stay." I walked back over and sat on the end of his bed. "Just, stay until i fall asleep." I smiled sweetly. "Alright." I laid on the edge of the bed, as Matthew laid there next to me. I soon could hear his quiet snores, which i took as a sign to get up and leave. But Matthew turned over, and held me close to him. "Hey, Matthew? Doing this will not help your condition. L-let me go." Matthew pulled me closer, and closer, until i was under his chin, his arms held tight around my neck. I was close to choking. I gave up trying to escape, and simply laid there. I was getting tired, but it was only seven. I wanted to leave, but i wanted to stay right there, forever, and ever. i could not decided, not when i was still on the mission, not when i am suppose to feast on him. It hurt me to see him how he was with the other guy.

I figured out what Mistress had meant ' i wonder what he will be ' Mistress wanted me to eat my prey. But, i could not, i will not. I knew now that odd feeling inside me, that feeling is love. And now there is nothing i can do. Just like that voice said. Nothing can be done. I am good, not bad. I can not eat my prey. Now, i will die on Christmas. I am sorry Leader, but death is the rule.

I sighed, and turned to Matthew. My face now in his chest. I inhaled, his sweet smell. It made me smile, i think it would always make me smile. I put my arms around his lower back, holding him tight. Not ever wanting to let go.

I soon fell asleep, with a clean, bruised Matthew holding me tight. His arms would every now and than, loosen, or drift down more.