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Chapter Eightteen: Waking up with a monster

I wake up on silk. My mouth is dry, and I'm weak. What ever I'm laying on is comfortable, and I feel like I'm in Treys bed. When I turn my head I see someone's bare back, and brown hair. This must be Trey. Unsure, I cradle close to him and close my eyes. The person turns my way and kisses my cheek. I open them and see the guy who bit my neck. I scream and stand on top of this bed, that would take up my whole living room. It's huge! The covers are silk and blood red with a pitch black bed frame. "Morning Anna." He says grinning. "I'm surprised you're not dead. You're as pale as a ghost." My body tumbles to my knees, and I'm weak. "My name is Gleek. And if you don't do as I say, Ill kill you. Got it?" Every time I try to lick my lips for moisture of swallow, it burns. "Thirsty?" Gleek takes his wrist and bites into it causing blood to drip. I would never drink his blood, thick and disgusting. "Just try it dear, I promise it will sooth you, inside and out. Not caring what he might do I lay down under his silk cover and close my eyes. "Drink." Gleek orders, but my throat is too dry to talk. He puts his wrist on my mouth, and I slap it away. "Now is not the time to play brave love." I swallow, and a tear falls down my face as I swallow. It burns so bad. "Huh...." He groans, and opens my mouth downing his blood in my throat. I try to push him away from me but it's like he's a brick wall. Gleeks blood tastes weird. Doesn't taste like blood, but it makes me feel like I have energy, so I grip his arm and suck on his wrist. It's so.. I don't know. My body sits up and I still swallow the thick warm red liquid coming from his wrist. It's been almost four minutes and I stop, pushing his arm away from me and scooting all the way to the bed frame. "No need to be scared, I won't hurt you unless you don't obey. This is what I want you to do." Gleek kneels to me, and strokes my hair out my face. "You're a work of art you know." He kisses my forehead and gets out the bed. A tear falls out my eye, and I get angry. "Where is Amy and Trey." Gleek throws a shirt on his body, and pulls on jeans. "Home. Where they belong. With their fake family, new bloods. They don't care about those kids, you're lucky they didn't eat you. But, they know better. I'd kill them in one second. But you, you're the last witch, and I need you. You hold magic." Gleek goes in his closet and throws a thick, dusted book at me. "Study. Ill be back in an hour, you are forbidden to leave this room."

I sit down and feel sleepy. He has me messed if he thought I was gonna read this book. It's all torn and old and in cursive. Ugh. Maybe if I just sit here, and wait, hide behind the door when he comes back, ill run out and be safe again, in Treys arms.