I woke up, my head throbbing. I groaned out of discontent. I opened my eyes and a bright light hit my eyes, making my head hurt even worse. I tried to move my arms -- which I know was pointless -- to block the light. Tied. I sighed again, lowering my head and opening my eyes. That helped somewhat until my eyes got used to the feeling and brightness.
+++
As I sat there, everything was silent and still. Nothing was happening. There was a mirror that was a few feet away from me and I saw my head was covered in my own, dried blood. I saw what my hands were tied together with. Zip ties? Seriously? I pushed my arms out as far as I could and brought them forward. I did this few times and then it broke.
I stood up and rubbed my wrists, I looked around for Remington but then remembered he left. "Remington you fucking--" I said to my self, not even bothering to waste my breath on him. I walked towards the door, locked. I looked for something heavy and found a brick, using it to break the lock on the door. Thank god it worked
Were they dumb? I found my way out fairly quickly. Although, I have no Idea where I am. Maybe they aren't as dumb as I thought and I'm just walking into my death? I started walking aimlessly, and I got to a clearing that looked familiar after awhile. I walked over to one of the trees, there was a small amount of blood covering it. I saw a knife plunged into a tree. Hey! That's my knife!
I pulled it out of the tree and threw it into another one. Needless to say, I'm pissed and want to kill a vampire.
+++
I found my way back to their house, no knife in hand. I pounded on the door, I was trembling with an overload of emotions. The door opened and I saw Remington standing there, he looked at me and flung his arms around me in a hug.
"Y/n, I'm-" I pushed him away, cutting off whatever he was saying.
"What the fuck?"
YOU ARE READING
Bite me » Remington Leith «
JugendliteraturFor almost as long as I can remember my parents were vampire hunters. Them being able to kill them with a swift stab in the heart or holy water, whatever they felt like. My entire life I've been trained to kill these things, survive, and hunt them. ...
