I saw the light die from her eyes as she heard my words. She looked away, gazing at something but not really seeing.
The agony she tried to conceal and the smile she tried to put on her face was something that I had wanted to see for as long as I have known her. I wanted to fill her whole existence with agony and suffering. I wanted to make her feel rejected and unwanted. The same feeling that she kept buried deep inside her. The feeling of abandonment that she never showed anyone, which pissed me off more than anything.
I have seen her cry in front of her friend as she recollected the pain, far too many times when loneliness had consumed her on so many nights, the same tears that she denied me. Oh how I wanted to make her cry in front of me.
“Nee bitch-chan doushita no?” I asked her seeing the debate going on in her mind, whether to look at me or not, whether she could hide what she was feeling.
It took a second longer for her to look into my eyes with that mask that she was so accustomed too. That perfect fake smile she always presented to the world and how enraged that made me feel that I wanted to slap her as hard as I could.
I could see the pain dance across her face and then disappear as if it was never there when she looked me in the eyes. It was an automatic reaction to all and every pain she had and will ever experience, I should know I have watched her ever since she came to live with us.
“It’s nothing Laito-kun” her voice was trembling “You have always been free spirited so who am I to stop you?”
There was that smile, before she turned and walked away, bringing out her phone and typing as fast as she could. I hated her all the more.
She had run off to the arms of someone else to weep. What was wrong with her that she couldn’t see and hear what I was silently saying?!
She disappeared after that, well not really disappear, she just didn’t come anywhere near me. When she saw me she made a polite excuse to leave or pretend she didn’t see me.
The hurt in her eyes and the way that her heart skips a beat when she sees me is always bitter sweet. I miss her laughter and smile. She did none of those now. She has never smiled nor laughed once since that night I told her I wanted nothing from her and that she had out lived her usefulness to me. Her very presence irritated me and made me want to vomit, that I wanted more attractive and voluptuous women and not a pig.
After that she no longer stayed at the mansion but with a friend, her best friend whom she cried and confided everything too. The one I hated second besides her.
I passed her room as the night caught my attention. My gaze fell on the moon. It was in its waning crescent phase. It was already dyed red. This month was special. The blood read moon was going to last for 30 glorious and agonizing days.
I shook my head, the reaction I had wished to elicit from her was the complete opposite.
“A-ayato-kun, please”
I heard her voice from the other side of the door. I wanted to open the door suddenly, seeing the humiliation in her face, seeing her under someone else, it pissed me off so I didn’t. I wanted her to scream my name for help but she never did. I stayed outside and rested my back against the wall as Ayato forced himself on my property and heard her moans that where only meant for me. It enraged me and yet I just listened.
“Oi! Melons! Has that pervert abandoned you?”
No answer from her. I teleported myself to the rooftops so the chilly night winds could help cool of the fire that was burning in me. When was this infernal bloody moon going to go?!
“Oi Melons!” still no answer from her, then I heard a muffled cry. “Huh? Why are you crying? Could it be I was right?”
Her sobs grew louder and I could hear Ayato kissing and licking her tears away and soon after that she became the main dish for every vampire in the Mansion. The Mukami’s also took turns drinking from her. She was now defenseless and no owner so to speak so she was free for all and still she refuses to call out to me.
She never cried for help. She became a lifeless marionette, she had lost the flame inside her in such a short time and to think it took years to recover and rekindle that flame, that sliver of hope she held on to. I had killed her figuratively, emotionally and mentally for the 4th time in her short mortal life. I hated and basked in the knowledge that I had caused her that death.
Then a week later I saw her in the company of a male student, laughing and smiling, the light in her eyes had returned, he had his arms around her waist as she pointed to Venus up in the sky. The first star for the night.
Seeing her smile, laughing because of someone else made me see red and I wanted blood and death. I marched furiously towards the two, dragged her away from her knight and shining armor and teleported the two of us somewhere dark.
“Laito-kun! Please you’re hurting me!” she cried out trying to free herself from my grip but it was no use. She was weak and fragile and oh how I wanted to break her. I pinned her to the wall and kissed furiously. Licking her tears as they fell from her eyes, tasting her for the first time in 3 weeks. She tasted like wine that had been aged for centuries, aged to perfection, the taste of her lips were intoxicating that if I were to continue I would have taken her on the floor and be done with it.
I shoved her forward as doors opened to the brothel called “Sin of the Flesh”, where the every occupants save for the owner was naked. With chains and piercings adorning their bodies.
“Laito-sama! Welcome! Welcome!”
I turned and shoved her to the owner as I turned around.
“Nee nee can you teach bitch-chan some fun nfu ~” I had asked bringing out a black credit card. The owner was reluctant and looked at her then to me but said nothing as she bowed slightly and took the card that I offered, swiping it on the machine that was offered to her by one of her workers.
“Anything that Laito-sama wants. We serve and obey. How many days shall we keep her?
“hmmm nfu ~ 3 nights should do it nee ~ Bitch-chan?”
She rushed over to me, clinging for her dear life, tears streaming down her face. Was she crying for me? I heard myself laughing in bitterness, of course she wasn’t crying for me, she was crying because she knows what will happen.
“Please Laito-kun!!!! I’ll do anything you want just don’t leave me here!!!!” hearing her beg gave me an elation that was so high that I thought that I had died and gone to heaven, if such a thing could happen. I pushed her away and turned my back on her.
“3 night nee ~ nfu ~ ja ne bitch-chan”.
To be continued…
