Guardian || Cyan

Chapter 15

Chris's POV

I opened my eyes, rolling over. My head was pounding and the light hurt my eyes even more than usual. I rolled back, trying to hide my face in the pillow. What even happened? I don't remember anything after him making me drink from the bottle of liquor. What time was it? I have to make sure I have time to go home and change before I get Ryan.

I jumped when I felt an arm around my stomach, pulling me back. I looked behind me, my eyes met with a set of glassy purple ones.

"M-master! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to fall a-asleep." I stuttered. "Please don't hurt me."

He laughed. "You were asleep because I allowed you to sleep. I won't hurt you for that."

He seems to have sobered up, thankfully. He was making me uncomfortable earlier.

"O-oh." I spoke. "What time is it?"

"3. Why?"

"Because I have to take Ryan to dinner at 6." I whispered. I was asleep for a while, I guess.

He nodded. He pulled me against him, and that's when I realized that I didn't have clothes on. I could feel his skin against mine. It was normal for him to lay with me like this, it happened a lot, but I'm just scared he's going to hurt me.

"Why are you shaking, hmm?" He asked.

"I-I don't want you to hurt me." I mumbled.

"I'm not going to." He said.

He was quiet for a few minutes.

"Get him in your bed tonight, Chris." He said, sitting up and grabbing my chin. He forced me to look up at him. "I want to watch."

I nodded. "I'll try, Master."

"Good boy." He said. "Now go. I don't need you here anymore."

I nodded again.

"You may call me sir for now, but don't piss me off." He told me.

"Th-thank you, sir. I won't make you mad."

"Come here for a second."

I moved over to where he was laying. He gripped the back of my neck and pulled me close. He used his grip to keep me still as his teeth sank into my neck. I grunted a little. It hurt. He likes demon souls, not human ones. So he feeds off of me when he wants to. But only a little bit, because I could die if he takes too much. It'll take a few days to regenerate so I'll just be extra tired for a a little bit.

He pulled away. I could feel my blood dripping down my neck and shoulder.

"Go."

I got out of the bed and picked my clothes up off the floor. I quickly pulled them on before leaving the room. I was walking down the hall when all of a sudden, someone grabbed my arm. I jumped, turning to see who it was.

It was Ghost, one of his husbands. He looked up at me. I shuddered a little. I've never gotten used to the way his eyes look. He's blind. His eyes are pure white and it's creepy. It's almost like he stares through you.

"Is he in a good mood?" He asked, his voice low.

"I don't know." I told him. "He seems okay."

He nodded. "Go tell him that I said that Michael Kuza is here to speak with him."

"W-What? Why's Mike here? He'll die."

"No clue. Just go tell him."

"He told to me to leave though." I said.