Part Fifty-Seven

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You let out a low hiss as Miss removes your dressings that were wrapped around your upper torso.


"Miss, that hurts." You moan, when she starts to slather a cream over your wounds. Your night with Etelm was no walk in the park, in fact it was probably one of the worst experiences you've ever had to endure.


Your wrists have scabbed over and a nasty blackish purple bruise has formed all the way around from when Etelm tied you up. Your cheek has been gashed open, with a bruise encasing the wound when he hit you across the face.


You have numerous bite marks on your thighs and large lacerations across your back during Etelms BD-SM moments.


Miss re-bandages your body and dresses you in your usual uniform as you lay back down on her bed. You have been spending all your time in Miss' room, refusing to leave under any circumstances.


It's been a couple of days since your last encounter with Etelm and you would like to keep as far away as possible.


You have been trying to build up the courage to leave the room but are finding it becoming harder as the days past. The fear of running into any of those psychopaths has kept you locked away.


"How do you stand it here Miss?" she gives you a blank expression and turns away from you and heads to leave the room.


As much as you wish she would stay and as much as you beg, Miss still has her chores to tend too, so you wordlessly watch her leave as a slow creeping fear claws it's way through your psyche, sending an urge to cry.


You sit up, your back protesting the movement, as you head towards the door. You place your hand on the knob, a wave of anxiety flows through you like a child about to get a needle. You don't want to leave this room but you have to eventually.


You open the door, your uneasiness peeking as you place one foot out the door. You hold your breath as you step fully into the hall realizing this may be easier than you first thought. You take slow cautious steps, ready to hide if any sign of a vampire shows up.


You have decided to go to the basement to see Rumor, it's been a while since he has fed and maybe he can give you some of his blood so you can heal faster. 


You shake your head of the thought, if the bruises disappeared, they would know you know where Rumor is. 


You think back and realize how you've taken vampire's blood for granted, if you had a headache or hurt yourself, Hasten would give you his blood to make it better.


You never realized how good you had it. You never realized how different your life could have been if the wrong vampire got a hold of you. You never thought you would miss him.


You stop when you come to the dining room. You peer your head into the room, noticing how the fire is the only thing lighting the room.


'So many dark corners!' 


You step into the room, scurrying to the basement door, opening it like someone was chasing you and quickly close it behind you, breathing hard as you press yourself against the it.

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