I could feel the hair sticking to the back of my neck, the sweat dripping from my body ruined it long ago. It's funny actually, my senses seemed to be in over drive. I was hyper aware of the fact that my body was tired; my limbs sore from being wrapped around Elijah for so long. I was vaguely aware that I was shaking as I looked into his eyes once again.
" W-What"? I whispered, my voice sounding foreign even to my ears. Slowly, a sickening smile engulfed his beautiful face. I watched in horror as he laughed. His hand removed itself from my behind and clamped onto the back of my neck, squeezing with such a force that I began to wonder if he would just snap me in half.
"Shh, little one. No need for questions now- we will be late to your party", the hissed, slamming his mouth against mine. Our teeth clashed and I felt my jaw ache. I tried to pull away but he only pressed harder. Finally, after some painful seconds he let go. Tears snuck free from my eyes as he examined my face again.
"So beautiful", he whispered, as he traced my freckles with the gentle top of his finger. He wiped off a tear and brought it to his mouth.
"Go shower, a maid will fetch you in twenty minutes. I expect you to be in the dress I send up and downstairs by dinner time", he ordered, dropping me onto my feet. I wobbled, the ache in between my legs painfully noticeable. Elijah turned and left without a word.
The room seemed to be freezing. I was sore, confused and angry all at the same time. My mouth ached but my heart ached more. I thought about running away. I could try to escape, but to what? What would I do? I know no one. I don't know where I am. I know nothing of this time. I wanted so badly to be vindictive and cunning and escape from this horrible nightmare but I was no fool. This was my reality.
I made my way to the bathroom and after fiddling with the shower it finally turned on. I dragged my body and my broken soul under the water. My eyes closed as the steam surrounded me, almost as if it was washing away every horrible thing that had happened. If only this were a magical place, perhaps something so silly could save me.
Elijah kept true to his word. The maid came and fetched me, handing me a two piece dress that only covered my private areas. It was white- signifying innocence. I scoffed in disgust as I forced the garment on. After my hair was curled I was sent downstairs. I approached the dining room slowly, trying not to think of the horrors that I may encounter.
With one last glance at the stairs, I turned and entered the dining hall.
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The Whore (part one)
Vampire"I was taken into a room that one would use to entertain guests in. It was a massive dining hall draped in red curtains and dazzling black marble floors. It was beautiful. I only hoped it wouldn't be the place where my life was taken yet again by th...
