Loyal to Master's Command (A True Blood Eric Northman Fanfiction)

XV - злоупотребляют

Abused

(The character Katya and what I legit imagine her wearing, but sometimes long flowy skirts as well.  👆)

Katya sneered at his heart, and felt the bloody organ still beat in her palms.

"A strong man that one...was." She eyed the heart and squeezed it, feeling all the blood that had went through it.  She turned her head towards Malcolm hovering over his friend's body, and threw the heart at him. She raised her hand and admired how much blood remained on her hand.

Malcolm flinched and got up. He pushed his back in, stood his ground, and popped his chest out. Trying not to look intimidated as Katya slowly sauntered towards him.

Step by step, he shivered and watched her hands cautiously, hoping she wouldn't do anything else. Listening to the sound of her heels hit the floor, his fear was something even the blindest of people could see.

His breathing began to skip beats and stutter like words.

She stood before him and stared at him as he did she, and brought her hands up to his neck. Wrapping her arms around him, she closed her eyes and began to sway.

"Oh Malcolm, how long has it been, 30? 35 years? Remember when we used to dance at those glamorous events? That's when we first met, wasn't it? "

She removed her hands and grabbed his by their fingers. She placed them on her waist and put her hands where they were again.

She began to rhythmically dance to the music that still played in the silent bar, and slowly but quickly made Malcolm's fear grow more and more.

Everybody was disturbed at the sight of what was before them. A shocked woman curled up behind a booth, a dead man laid on the floor with no heart, and a fearful man with a blood stain from a thrown heart on his back. This woman was worse than a vampire.

Katya began to hum as she danced, she closed her eyes and thought of nothing. Only the hilarity of the torment she was purposely causing him.

He stopped knowing all too well she would respond dangerously. He started to breathe heavily through his mouth and ran back into a table, knocking everything down.

She stood there menacingly and only stared at him. He looked at the door and looked back at her. He did it once again and sped out, not before Nik grabbed him by his collar and stood him up straight.

"That's no way to leave a lady." He said, nodding his head and scolding him.

Sam snatched a pool stick from a man stiff with fear. He broke it in half over his knee and stood guard in front of his customers.

"Let me kill him, let me -" He ran towards him before Nik let go of the man and threw the stake at the wall. He pinned Sam to the bar from his neck, waiting.

Katya sat down on a stool next to the pinned down Sam and fiercely glared at the door with her ravishing blue green eyes.

She positioned her arm on the bar in a way where she could get up easily. It was obvious she was waiting for someone.

"отпусти его. "(1) She commanded Nik not even looking toward him. 

At the same time, she propped herself up. Bill sped through the door, causing a gust of wind to blow through Katya's hair.

"STOP THIS! " Shouted Bill. His gaze was ferocious, and rays of anger spouted from him.

"Now." He added to his sentence.

Bill quickly walked towards Katya and looked at her expecting an answer. Along with Nik, Katya walked towards Bill as well.

"What is the meaning of this. "