Institutionalized

Mac, Day 11 & 2

The room was pitch black. I could feel bruises on my arms and stomach, and two concrete walls on either side of me; I was in a corner. I was panting and tears were running down my face. My heart palpitated, jack hammering on my ribcage to hard it hurt. The air was hot and humid enough to make me sweat. It stunk of low tide.

Someone slapped my face; the smack was so loud that it made my ears ring. I could sense a cold, dead ache in the air— a vampire.

"Breathe quieter, piece of shit," a voice hissed, "Don't make me tell you again. I have no reason not to kill you."

I wondered why I'm not dead, then. I suppose that they just want to torture me.

"You never should have told your friend, Maxwell. I told you what would happen, and you were stupid enough to do it anyway."

I never told Howie anything! No one knew about supernatural creatures. Even when they tried to get it out of me I never said anything revealing! Did I? Had Howie figured it out somehow?! I didn't say anything though, because I wasn't allowed to talk. I just held my breath in an attempt to obey the monster in front of me. I could feel my pulse and heartbeat in my fingers and head. Eventually, my head started to hurt and the swelling urge to breathe started to overwhelm me. I realized that I hadn't thought this through very well. I gasped for air.

"I said stop it!" the vampire rasped. They grabbed my neck and shoved me hard into the corner. A low cackle sounded from in front of me.

"You know you have no idea how delectable you smell right now. All that sweet adrenaline pumping in you makes you even more appetizing, you know?"

Someone opened a trapdoor on the ceiling, allowing yellow light to pour in. I saw the man's beard and I watch him lick his lips.

"Mmmmm. What did you do to him to invoke such terror?"

He jumps down onto the floor gracefully, and the trapdoor closed. His eyes glowed gold and his boots struck the floor menacingly as he walked over. Goosebumps infested my arms like baby spiders fresh from their casing.

"Not much. He gets scared pretty easy." said the mystery vampire. I don't know if I can resist any longer, Geo. He's just so tempting."

"Can we share?"

"Sure, but don't kill him."

Never had a vampire actually bitten me. I think they are scared of what might happen to them if they bite someone like me. But these vampires didn't seem to mind, because one of them pulled at the collar of my shirt and the other removed their hand from my neck and licked it slowly. They move to either side of me and Geo gave me a hickey on my shoulder, while the other one mouths my neck until their fangs elongate. Geo bit first, sending a shooting pain through my shoulder. I whimpered and tried to squirm, but that only made it hurt worse. Soon after, the first vampire bit down and I cry out. Pain now pumped into my veins and through my whole body. I stood in horror, praying that I wasn't going to become one of them. They let out little moans of pleasure occasionally, definitely enjoying the adrenalin pulsing through me. Breathing started to get hard and I started to feel like I was floating. They said they wouldn't kill me, but it sure felt like they were going to. Maybe that was the easier path. Death. But I couldn't die. Howie would kill himself.

"Don't... kill me..."

I tried to remind them, hoping they could hear me. My eyelids were getting too heavy to hold up. When I closed my eyes, it was no darker than it was with my eyes open.