Royal Blood | JJK ✓

22: Vulnerable & Petrified

Warning: Minor death scene

You woke up, body abruptly sitting up as if you had just experienced the worst nightmare of your life. Your hand held up to hold your head and you could still visualize the vivid dream in your head.

Jungkook and you were together. Happy. He was happy.

And he kissed me. On the temple.

Reaching back, you touched the spot that had been kissed by the Jungkook in your dream and fell into a deeper daze. Whatever that dream was about, it certainly confused the heck out of you because one thing you knew for sure was that there was no way you and Jungkook could ever be like that.

The man hated you.

It didn't mattered that you were bonded to him and vise versa, he didn't even gave you a chance. You felt his hatred towards you and yes, it tore you apart but he'd never care. Which meant that there'd have to be a miracle, anything, to make Jungkook turn all lovey dovey on you.

Gosh, I'm hungry, you thought, suddenly out of daze as you recalled the delicious sight of the fries and hamburgers the Jungkook in your dream had brought back.

You wanted that part to at least be real but too bad.

And just as you were left to slump at knowing you'd never get the food you wanted for at least a few more days, your prayers were answered when the door slammed open, revealing a slightly amused Zero.

Whether that should be a good thing, I have no idea.

"Get up, you want blood, don't you?"

Did you? Heck you were dying of thirst and starvation. At his words, you found yourself licking your dry lips as you nodded.

"Hurry up then."

You quickly rushed to get out of your bed to follow Zero, forgetting that you were still irritated at him. It didn't mattered whether it'd be him doing the killing or you anymore, all you knew was that you were starving.

It seemed that way too when you had last been like this on the first week Zero had forced you this way. When he had released you out, you were a literal monster, tearing every human you saw into shreds and feeding off them like the bloodsucker you were.

It was the exact same feeling as you followed close behind Zero who had a mischievous grin on his face.

You didn't think too much about it at first, until the man showed you what—no, who you were going to feed off of.

And you're left staring in horror at the sight in front of you.

"Mom! Dad!"

You knew it had been too good to be true. Why had you thought Zero would just calm down and let you feed freely without pulling out something from his sleeves?

"Zero what the heck is this?!" You fumed at him at the sight of your mother and father laying on the hard cold floor, yards away from you with chains wrapped around their wrists and feet.

"Your meal," he simply stated, a sly smirk plastered upon his face.

He was crazy, did he actually expected you to feed off your parents?

With him standing there in an arrogant stance, you just wanted to slap that smirk off his face but knew that'd only make it worse so you instead turned back to your parents and ran over to them.

The floor seemed to sway under your feet as you hurried over, tears streaming down your face at the wonders of how Zero got to them in the first place. Crouching down to their level, your lips trembled and eyes burned as you tried to keep your eyes at bay.