The Vampire

Chapter 5

I form my fingers into a fist clawing the silk sheets beneath me. Each time I moved I felt an ache in every muscel. I forced my eyes open staring up at the wide creamy ceiling with patterns on it. I jolt up stretching my aching limbs.

"Good you're alive" His familar voice echoed the big empty room.

"What the hell?" Once I took a step my knees buckle under myself.

I fell on to the hard wood moaning as my head felt light headed. In a dash he stood right infront of me offering his hand. I simply swat his hand of harshly standing up on my own. I glare up at him angerily.

"Why did you bring me here?"

He gave me the same irritating blank stare and took a puff of his cigar blowing out away from me. He walk over to the crystal looking mini bar beside the piano. I can hear him click glasses together preparing a drink behind the counter.

"You're welcome by the way" He smirk my way.

"I didn't need you saving me!" I glared angerily. "I would have rather die then getting help from you" I spat full of venom.

His emotionless eyes snap at me, his pink lips pressing together.

"Ouch," He chuckled. "After all I did for you"

"You got to be kidding me?!" I chuckled bitterly. I sat down on the bed feeling myself uneasy. "What exactly have you done? Watch while your phycho dad torture me and turn me into a damn vampire? For days I suffered from that pain and you sat and watch" I curse myself when my voice trembled slightly.

"I didn't know that it would take that long for you to turn." He shook his head.

"Oh please" I rolled my eyes. "You all disgust me!" I stood up holding my head in my hand trying to chase the head ache away."You drag innocent people into this life that they won't want. You force them to live with this.....curse!" I can feel my throat tighten when ever I feel upset.

"I hate myself from the beginning too" He simply said. "I understand" 

"You know what my dad is-

The sudden realization hit me when I mentioned my dad. A heavy feeling weighed on my chest making it hard to breathe. My dad. He hates me, he wants me dead I would never thought my life would be like this. Who the hell imagine their life going into shit hole like this?

He must of saw the pain in my face because he gave me this look. Pity. I wanted to slap that look on his face away. I quickly rearrange my face hiding away the hurt I am feeling. He quickly looked away to the drink he's mixing.

"When my dad told me about you parents...I was too late-

"Why is your sweet dad holding information about me away from you?" I look at him curiously.

He seems a bit taken back by the question. He open his mouth but quickly shut it, it looked like he's thinking about something deeply.

"Daddy issues" He shrug cooly. "Here"

When the blood came into my sight I imdiately walked backwards. I held my breath making sure I can't smell that sweet tempting scent. My stomach twisted painfully at the sight.

"What are you doing?" I gasp.

My eyes locked at the blood sitting in a crystal glass. My throat became instantly dry, I can remember the how the warm liquid ran down my throat in pure pleasure. I can feel my heart pounding loudly in each beat.

"You lost a lot of blood Jessy," He slowly move towards me. "You need it" He held the glass in his hands.

"I will not be like you!" I frown feeling the ache forming in my gums.