Yui's sister

Dolls

Nozomi p.o.v
Is he dead? I actually hope so, but....he's a bloodsucker. Should I take a look? But I still want to beat Shadow's ass. I grin wildly. Beat Shadow's ass that is! I almost take a step, when a thought comes to my mind. Shit. He can get really angry about the smallest things and if I walk away right now.....Also my powers aren't quite recharged soooo..I sigh slowly, irritated by how these things are going. Fuck this shit right now. I'll fucking gouge your eyes out with a rose, fucking Hothead.

"Hey, hello? Are you dead, cuz I hope so." I whisper to him, hoping he's actually dead end not pretending to be. Squatted low to the ground, I continue to stare at his face.
"Hothead?" This is the last time I'm gonna ask and then I'm gone to find Shadow and beat her ass up.
"You're annoying." His eyes shoot wide open, scaring the crap out of me, as his eyes look up to the sky. Pretending to see right through me. Is he going to start that shit again? It's like I'm not standing next to him. "I hope I'm bloody annoying, cuz I wanna get the hell out of here." I fire back, annoyed that he didn't die, but yeah...what did I expect?
"Did you believe a tiny fall from the second floor would actually hurt me?" His voice sounds almost unbelievable as if he didn't expect that, continuing as if I an still not there. He has such a fucking shitty habit of ignoring you if he's talking. Like he's absolute. I fucking hate it.
"No...but I hoped it would." He glances at me, a small, crazy giggle escapes his lips.
"You're so funny! I only wish I could die so easily!" It's official. He's just straight up crazy. I give him an are-you-crazy look.
"Okay, should I give you my felicitations if you died?"
"Maybe, but not right now. Anyway, there is a place I'm fond of." He continues immediately, cutting me off just when I want to say something. Not your mothers grave, I hope. I comment dryly in my head.
"No, thanks." I say straight up flatly. I feel flattered, oh wait....sike!
"It wasn't an invitation." Why am I always fucking ending up in these situations? Is the only question that is stuck in my head.

Yup. Nope, nope, nope, nope, I'm outta here. Is there still time for it? A dark dungeon is barely lighted up with candle holders(there are candles in it). Fuck this shit, I'ma head out.
"You, it was fun to get to know you, but I think we don't really match you know?" I awkwardly laugh and step back, looking around to see if there are more escape routes in case he blocks the one behind me. And those dolls, yeah no fuck this shit. I much rather hear Pancake whining than this shit.
"Why don't you stay a bit longer?" His voice sweet and innocent. Innocent my ass. His gaze lingers longer on a few dolls as he walks past them. Is it alright, if I say I'm good?
"They're my wax figures, I made them myself." He states proudly. You should be proud of that fact, that you can make such creepy dolls? I almost want to give him an are-you-crazy look, but decide not to because he can get pissed of rather quickly. "Even Teddy perks up when we come here. Isn't that right, Teddy?" I like Teddy more than you.
It's quiet. The seconds are slowly ticking by, as I'm growing more irritated and anxious over the time. I'm not trusting this shit, okay? The walls are closing in on me, the dolls are judging me silently and Hothead is raking his eyes over me, taking my reactions in. I should not let this get this shit to me. Stay calm, the worst possibility that can happen is that you get killed.
"You don't look like you're enjoying this much." His soft voice cuts through the tension that started to rise. He has really fast mood swings. That's why I hate him and Player the most. Also Sebastian, but that mostly because I don't know his personality. Yes, he can be quiet, but I'm sure there's more then the eye meets. And for Stripper? He has anger issues and is narcissistic, but that's all. Sleeping Beauty? He doesn't give a shit fuck about me, he just wants blood and sleep. Car? He has also anger issues. No, Player and Hothead are the most unpredictable ones. Mostly with Hothead of his mood swings, and Player.....he's two-faced.
"Would you enjoy something that you don't like, even downright hate?" I say carefully, keeping an eye on his reactions. You never know it with him. Can I still switch with Pancake? "I just wish they were as cute as Teddy. I do realize that Teddy is the cutest of them all." Yeah, he's better then those plastic bitches.
"But in terms of soullessness, Teddy is just like them." Okay, where are you playing at?
"Okay." I'm having a bad feeling about it. The whole air around him changes so suddenly that I stumble back. The fuck?
"You would be so beautiful as an imperfect, perfect corpse." He has that still in his head. Wait... My head whips around to examine those dolls.
Not dolls....brides. Fucking hell. I breathe out, the reality sinking to me. I turn back to him, feeling defensive all of the sudden. You can't blame me. "Say, would you like to become a figure right and now?" His eyes are wide and looking crazy. When aren't they crazy?
"Yup, nope. That's my que to leave." I turn around(again), only to look into the eyes of the bloodsucker.
"I would keep you displayed so carefully. And it would make Teddy so happy to have a new friend." He grabs my shoulder harshly, keeping me in place.
"I'm not a fucking doll you can play around and then just throw away." I grit through my teeth, anger flashing through me.
"But...It would be a win-win situation for you!" His eyes pierce into mines. His grip is getter stronger and stronger every second that is passing.
"Like fucking hell! Get your eyes checked, because last time I did I am breathing!" I shout pissed at his poor choice of words. Since when doesn't he has a poor choice of words? I twist myself out of his grip, only to get grabbed by my wrist and slammed against the wall. Since when was a wall behind me?! I cry inside my head.
"Why are you so angry? However....it suits you in a way." He sounds pleased. I squint my eyes at him. The well-known anger flows right through my body. I welcome it gladly.
"Don't you fucking dare." I snarl. "I swear to myself if you're gonna drink a drop of my blood again, I'm gonna kick you so hard in the balls so you can't have any children anymore." His lips curl up into a twisted smile.
"I will sew that noisy mouth of yours shut with neat, tidy stitches. And I'll give you glass balls for eyes." His hand strokes my cheek thoughtfully. I'm not a fucking dog. I start trashing wildly to get his hands off me. Anything would help me! A small slip of his hand answers my pleading thoughts. I duck immediately under his hand and take off towards the exit. Fuck. I know this isn't probably going to work, but I don't want to be a helpless bitch. A hand on my shoulder brings me back to reality. The panic sources through my head, but it's already to late. He smashes me full back into the wall, using his vampire strength to keep me in place. The air is removed from my lungs and my eyes widen slightly.
"Why can't you accept already?! You will be my most beautiful doll! I want it!" He screams outraged. Pulling me back, just to smash me back into the wall. My head bashes against the wall. Black spots filling the field of my vision.
"You will be more beautiful then the prettiest bride!" I fucking knew it. They're fucking sacrificial brides. Something wet coats the back of my head. Hothead stills, he licks his lips and traces the line of blood that trickles down my neck with his eyes.
"Of course I completely forgot about that. I will make you comfortable soon." He murmurs against my lips. What the fuck is he talking about?
"Krch." Fucking hell, he wouldn't! More pressure is added on my airway. I grab his arm, trying to make some room for me to breathe. Fuck, fuck, fuck. My breathing is slowly getting labored. That fucker is smiling at my misfortune, isn't he?! My other hand joins my hand trying to pull him away from me. He giggles, searching for something on my face. What does he want? A fucking rose to gouge his eyes out? And just like that his eyes become devoid of any emotion. The smile disappears and he steps back.
"Reiji wants to see you." So that's the reason. As I slowly fall on the ground, the air flowing to my brain again. Of all people who could rescue me...why Stripper?