I'm Being Stalked By A Ghost & Hunted By A Vampire

Part Fifty-Nine

Hey Everyone! It is almost going on two in the morning! Super tired! But I needed to update!

I am busy busy busy!! God, I wish I waited one more year before going to schoool!! I just want to write!! I have two test back to back because my school is so cool like that :/ Not to mention we just did group projects!! Dont even get me started on how terrible my group was!

Anyways I don't really have time for this but I figured since I really want to update for you guys I will! Remember I love everyone of you and I will try to update more and more! Wait until the holidays! I swear from the 19 of Dec to the 5th of Jan, I will write non-stop! 

let me know if you like the direction of this story, I know there are a few diehard readers and for that I am grateful! I am writing for you and I would love to hear your feed back!

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You quietly sit at the dinner table, finding yourself glaring unimaginably hard at Etelm. You have been protesting Etelms threat on Rumors life by not eating.

You watch as Etelm takes a bit from his meal, slowly savoring the taste of his steak. You lower your eyes to your plate, noticing how they seem to have made all of your favorite foods. 

A delicious looking steak, basmati rice that has been boiled with coconut oil and a pinch of salt and barely steamed broccoli, so it still has its crunch.

You glance at the company, noticing that the man with the large black eyes is back, wearing the same choice of clothes as he was the first night you seen him.

The girl with the blonde hair is also back, she is wearing her usual black and white Lolita styled dress, but this time her hair is down and tightly curled at the tips.

She has been watching you, not making any effort to be discrete.

You turn your attention back to Etelm, pushing your plate away from you and sitting back, arms crossed.

Etelm who was sipping his wine, pauses, observing your challenge. He sets the glass down, leaning in to the table, smiling, annoyed.

"Why not take a bite doll?" you shake your head, feeling a sharp sensation of vertigo.

"You'll be useless to me if you are not well girl." His voice drips with bitterness, clearly not a fan of your idea. You keep quiet, having not spoken in weeks.

You are losing track of time, you can't remember the last time you've eaten. You know it has been a while, your mind can't seem to process time properly, which is what happens when you're starving.

Etelm has made sure to keep your water levels up, and maintain proper hydration but he has yet to attempt any sort of nutrients. You close your eyes, knowing that you can push past this.