The Taste of Blood

Chapter 2

"What the fuck do you mean?!" I screamed.

The girl shushed me. "If he hears us we get punished."

I felt the tears gushing down my face. I was scared. No, I was beyond scared. Like little needles were pricking me all over my body.

"My name is Sam," she said. "The second girl is Rose, and then it's Sage, and then Honey. What is your name?"

"Pandora. Pandora Wilson."

"That is a beautiful name."

I could tell she was trying to make me feel better, but it wasn't working. I was still scared beyond belief. The needles were still pricking my body.

The door to the basement opened and footsteps stomped down the stairs. I froze, my eyes locked on the door. I looked at Sam and Rose, but they were pretending to be asleep. I tried the same but it was too late, the door already flew open.

Parker was holding a plate with meat. I sighed in relief. At least he wasn't there to torture or murder me. Or at least I hoped.

"I brought food for you!" He said in a singsong voice. Only one thought was in my mind: Did he poison it?

But as he brought the plate closer to me, I saw a piece of meat that looked like a tongue. A cooked tongue, but still a tongue. It was small, like a human's.

"What type of meat is that?" I whispered. He grinned, the smile stretching from ear to ear. It was a sadistic smile. A horrible smile. A vicious smile.

"It's human tongue, of course," he said, "and not just any tongue! It is little girl tongue! The best type!" His voice and eyes were like a kid in a candy store. But I only had a disgusted look on my face.

"And these are her fingers, and then her cheeks. The cheeks are so good!" He pointed to different pieces of meat as he named them. He picked up the cheek part and brought it to my lips. I clamped my mouth shut, almost vomiting from the feel of the meat on my mouth.

"Come on," he cooed, attempting to shove it in my mouth again. He frowned when I refused once again. He shoved it towards me more forcefully.

"Eat it!" He snapped, grabbing my mouth and forcing it open to shove the meat in. I cringed and spit it at him. He growled and looked down at me.

"I guess I'll have to punish you sooner than expected," he laughed, bringing his fist down to my face. I grunted, my face turning to the side. I saw Rose and Sam's sad eyes as they watched me.

Parker slammed his fist into my face again. I yelped and continued to stare at Sam and Rose. The last thing I saw before he knocked me out was Sam's pale eyes.