The Accidental Strigoi

Chapter 4

Evangelista's POV

I woke up feeling groggy. I was still a prisoner of Strigoi Percy's in his basement. I had been here for...how long? A week? A month? A year? I couldn't keep track anymore. The bites were taking their toll on me. I was so high off the bites that I couldn't even get up. All I could do was lay on the floor and wait. But for what? What was I waiting for? More beating? More insults? More bites? That was it. I was... addicted to the bites. I felt excitement whenever he was about to bite me and I hated myself for that. It was disgusting, degrading and simply repulsive. At this point, death seemed like a good option. Even if I did escape, I'd forever be addicted and who knows how things would be. Surely I couldn't be Eden's guardian, or with Rhydian or even attend the academy. I was useless.

Even though I had just gotten up, I was so tired that I drifted off to sleep in less than a minute or two. And then I found myself in the banquet hall at court, a place I'd only been twice, maybe thrice? I looked around confused. "Evangelista...?" I spun around and saw Queen Vasalisa Dragomir, a good friend, standing there with a nervous look on her face. "Lissa? How are you here?" I was so happy to see her but how was she doing this? I'd never heard of her ability to dream walk before. "I practiced with Sonya. Evangelista...Where are you?" She looked so scared for me. "Please help me Lissa...send guardians. Send Rhydian and Rose and anyone you can muster up. Percy, Percy Jackson, is Strigoi and he kidnapped me when I was protecting grounds during re-warding. He's keeping me in a basement. Please help me." I hated having to ask for help but there was really nothing else I could do. Percy's new strength and the endorphins from the bites made me helpless. And I hated that.

"Where? Do you know? Are you okay? What is he doing to you?" She was terrified. "I...I don't know where. He took me from court and knocked me out. I don't know where I am..." She looked like she was going to say something but then everything started going fuzzy. I was waking up. NO, I needed Lissa. I needed help. I tried to say something to her but she couldn't hear me. I woke up to Percy's fangs in my throat. I cried out in pain, then pleasure. He slapped me almost hard enough to send my head literally spinning. Then he sucked more. When he finally stopped he looked at me with a strange look on his face. Happy and hate at the same time. He had probably drank more than usual and now I was too weak to talk. "You know how much I love seeing you like this Evangelista? So weak, so helpless. You are my damsel in distress." He gave me an evil smile that scared the hell out of me.

I'd never really really liked him but I had to admit that the had a nice smile. Not the fake ones our school was filled with. Seeing this new crazed smile made it seem like he was gone, off his rocker, completely insane. "You are mine Evangelista. You will always be mine. And after I kill you, you will have fulfilled your use. You wanted me to quit drinking. I would have gone mad. You could have driven me insane. True, you do that to any guy who looks at you." He bent down and licked my wound where he had bitten me. I cried out in anticipation and he just laughed. "I love to disappoint you Evangelista, but you're gonna have to have to wait if you want another bite." He kissed my lips, putting his tongue in my mouth and then suddenly slapping me.

The force was so hard I across the floor, almost to the other side of the basement. He walked over to me and kicked me in the side and knocked the wind out of me. He watched and enjoyed my pain as I tried to gasp for air. I became dizzy and right when I was about to pass out he pulled me up by my hair and hit me on the back bringing my breath back. He threw me back down as I cried out in pain. "Oh Evangelista, I would really love to stay and use you more but I really need to go." He yanked me up by my hair and kissed my lips. Then he threw my back on the floor, hard, and left. I cried out in pain. How did this happen? How could I be so helpless? He was slowly killing me and all I could do was lay there and take it. I hated feeling helpless more than the pain itself. This was all my fault. I should have been more alert when I was at the academy. I shouldn't have volunteered to patrol the re-warding. I should have had support. Finally I realized what I really wished. I wished I could die.