Winter Mansion

German Bird

Chapter Fifteen- German Bird

My eyes slowly open, taking in the dark details of my ceiling.

"Master?" I call out and swiftly sit up.  The room is empty as normal, and the clock reads, '9:00', it's breakfast time.

Maybe it was just a dream, Master Levi holding me as if I am his lover.

I quickly swing from my bed and wobble forward, Isabel is going to kill me for being late, not only that, but my uniform is wrinkled!

How could I have fallen asleep in it?

I throw a drawer open and quickly change shirts and swing my jacket on.

I wish the dream was solid.

I grab my gloves as I dart through the door taking the steps by two to reach the West Hall.

I wince in pain when I try to place my gloves on and slow down until I come to a complete stop, my hands have about 4 bite marks on them, dark and painful. I brush a finger over them and am overcome with immense pain.

The taste of my own blood flows into my mouth, sitting in my dark room, eyes half open as I chomp down harder, and then nothing.

I reel back from the vivid memory, I clearly remember doing it, but was it from when I was younger, surely I haven't bitten myself like that recently. I look down at my hands again, they tell a different story.

I slip on my gloves and continue to make my way down the hall.

What could these bite marks mean, maybe I sleepwalk, or more so, I sleep bite? Maybe it's a side effect of being around vampires.

Isabel and Farlan are standing around the giant white island arranging the food on a golden platter, both are in similar outfits as mine.

"Good Morning," I say with a small smile to them both.

"Well, the human is finally up," Grumbles Isabel. She looks at me disapprovingly.

"Good Morning Eren, are you alright? Master Levi said you weren't feeling well." Said Farlan as he rounds the island and Isabel to press his wrist to my forehead.

"I feel perfectly fine besides my hands, when did Master Levi visit me?" I ask, my head rolling over the dream of Levi embracing me, and biting my hip. Surely if he bit my hip, it would be sore?

"You don't remember, I came in your room this morning and told you your presence was demanded?" Concludes Isabel, still making designs with fruit.

I pucker my face up, "So it wasn't a dream?" I whisper looking away from Farlans heated gaze.

"A dream, oh, what happened between Levi and you?" He asks with a sloppy grin.

"I'm not en- entirely sure myself!" I exclaim stepping away.

Farlan leans closer, "Oh come on, look at you, you're blushing!" He bellows, his loud laugh covering the kitchen.

I groan and duck under his form to Isabel helping her place fresh berries in a golden bowl.

"It's not like that," I say ducking my face away in hopes of hiding my obvious blush.

"Then what is it like?" Says Isabel as she angrily starts to pour blood.

I stay quiet, but it angers Isabel who slams a hand down and the calmy says, "You're just an impudent human."

I look up at her, our eyes connect.

"Anyway," Farlan interrupts sliding in next to Isabel, "What were you saying about your hands?" He asks in an attempt to change the subject.

I nod, "Well," I say pulling off one om my white gloves, "I have these bite marks on my hands?" I say.