More then Just a Bride

Chapter 11

i went in a sort of daze to Dracula's lodgings at the other end of town. i do not recall the journey there, all i remember was hailing a cab and then stepping out infront of the house that was almost unfamiliar to me in the daylight. i wondered if the neighbours thought it strange, that all of the curtains were drawn on such a beautiful day as this.

i climbed the few steps to the door with ease and once again before my hand had touched the wood of the door it had opened. only this time no one was there to greet me on the inside. with a deep breath i entered. the hall was empty. i entered the only room that was familiar to me, where i had been on that faithful night when i had discovered what he really was.

i recalled the events with horror, i should never have came, but now knowing that he had visit my room even before that night i wondered if it would have even made a difference. my eyes took a moment to adjust to the dark room, but i was the first thing i noticed, his body, sat on the chair by the unlit fire.

"george" i exclaimed as i ran forward, i checked him for signs of life but found non. My mind reeled with regret and anger at myself. i was naive to think that this innocent man could be my salvation, mad to think that my plan would work, that i even deserved the salvation after i had tried to claim it in such a selfish and unthinking way. i had put this mans life in danger without being honest or open about it even to myself. he did not deserve this fate for the innocent flaw of wanting to marry me. "what have i done?" tears flooded my eyes and i looked at his cold face. his eyes were staring in to nothing and his expression reflected the horror he had experienced in his last moments.

"yes what have you done?" I spun round then i heard Dracula's voice and faced the demon with disgust on my face. he was leaning against the door frame, watching me in that possessive way. his ruffled white shirt was still stained in his last meals blood and there was excitement in his eyes. "it really is a shame, he did so admire you" he smirked, he was now a far cry from the gentlemanly count who had introduced himself to me at that party.

I recall how good it felt when i shook him off, how in control i had felt, but really i had never been in control. Dracula had arrange everything quite nicely for his own amusement.

"you're a monster!" i screamed "why did you do this! why me?" tears of sorrow and hatred flooded my cheeks.

he crossed the room in seconds and when he was right in front of me he spoke in a calm voice that sent chills through my body yet i could not step away "because you wanted this, deep down you know this is what you wanted" he smirked as he inspected my eyes filled with hatred "did you think i would just let you run away, that i'd just let return to england and marry that pathetic human boy" i cried out as i raise my hand slapped him across the face, i wish i had strength enough to knock him but the gesture only made him chuckle as he raised his hand and brought its back harshly across my cheek in return knocking me to the ground in a defeated mess. i gasped for breath the hit had shocked me so.

"just kill me!" i demanded panting through pain and tears "end this game, i want none of it any more, i wish i had never met you! i wish i had never come to this place!"

He knelt down by my crumpled form. the injury he had inflicted had split my lip and i tasted the blood on my tongue. i saw his eyes turn red as he noticed it. "its time to finished what i started" he said wrapping a hand around my upper arm and pulling me to my feet. i struggled against his grip on instinct, he was holding on so hard that pain shot through my arm, yet he seemed to be doing it with such ease and enjoyment.

He pulled me closer by my waist with such a vice like grip that and cried in pain. then he kissed me forcing his tongue into my mouth, tasting the blood that lay there and i felt his sharpe teeth against my lip and i was repulsed by it. he pulled away in a frenzy grabbing a hand of my hair and pulling my head painfully to the side exposing my neck. "there will be no more hiding my marks" he ripped the lace away as easily as if it were tissue paper.

Painfully and without warning he sunk his teeth into my neck, a muffled cry escaped my lips which only made him bite down with more vigour. It seemed like a life time those few seconds he was tearing into my neck, i left the life within me start to diminish, but he didn't take everything, no, he left just enough life in me so he could play some more. When he pulled away he released me and i hadn't even the strength to stand as i fell back to the floor.

"ohh the things one can read from blood if one just learns the language" he knelt down to my level forcing my eyes to look into his "you removed the crucifix in the cab on the way over here because you knew you were mine, i bet you didn't even realise you had done it, you always have known it haven't you? deep down inside, i was the only one you related to, the only one you found interesting after so many years of the same people and the same convocations"

"you wrong!" i muster what little strength i had left to state, "you don't know-"

"shh-sh-sh" he brought a finger to my lips silencing my feeble words "you thought you desired freedom, the right to choose your own life, but really you just desired chaos, you desired the complete lack of control that comes with spontaneity and risk. I gave you that little one, you know i'm right" i turned my head silently, trying not to acknowledge his words "well your certainly going to get what you wanted, you'll never be in control again when i am done with you" he said as i felt a hand stroke my hair. "now what comes next is going to be unpleasant, your going to wake up very confused and very hungry i should think, but i'll be there by your side i promise"

i felt two hands on either side of my head and i knew what was going to happen, i had asked him about this very thing, he was always going to kill me; he was just waiting for the right time. "any last words?" he asked.

"go to hell"