Although I had
doubts in my mind about our bond, I remained at Lucious's side
because I simply had no where else to go.
There were nights
he allowed me to go with him and wreak havoc together. Other nights
he left with out a word again and, as usual, I would wait patiently
for him to arrive back to the room. It was on one of those nights
that I found myself playing with the doubts more and more within my
already too crowded mind.
What if some day
he leaves me? What if he already has? Is this what a blood bond is
like? He goes out and does whatever he pleases and leaves me behind
to wither away...
He was down stairs at the tavern all along, seducing another woman.
The tavern seemed his favorite place to play. He'd once said he found
the liquor smell intriguing and the women of particular interest
mainly because they had an excessive amount to drink that night and
fell into any awaiting man's arms.
I often wondered how he could obtain such lovely women. Even on those
nights he allowed me to accompany him, he would be the one obtaining
our prey.
The door squeaked open and he peered into the room.“Look, Mikael. I
brought another present.” He held the woman's hand, leading her
inside.
The woman smiled casually. The odor of booze filled the room as it
lingered off her heavy breath but I didn't care. I immediately stood
up off the bed and walked over to her.
I reached out my arm towards her face and brushed away a couple of
hairs that had been blocking her emerald green eyes. Lucious
continued to hold her tight and she continued to hold him, however
her smiles were aimed at me.
And such a beautiful smile, it was. She tilted her head back and my
hand moved down to her neck. My hunger spiked. I drew closer to her,
trying to lure her to me, but Lucious held his ground.
“Uh uh, Mikael. Let's play a little with this one.”
I immediately put my hand down and looked up at Lucious as he let her
go and she staggered away.
I, of course, never played with my meals before I fed, however with
Lucious around, I never had any other choice. He would never leave me
to do I as pleased. That night was the same: he watched over me as I
ran my fingers across her body.
She let out a giggle as I fondled her skin and slowly slipped her
silky shirt from over head. But I never required the pleasures of the
flesh as other vampires and humans would. Only her blood would
appease me. I avoided her naked flesh and thumbed across the vein in
her neck.
“No,” Lucious said placing his hand around my chin to distract
me.
I scowled angrily at him but went back to seducing her. I had tried
to bite her three more times while making love to her but he
continued to stop me.
An hour later, Lucious tapped me on the shoulder. “She's sleeping.”
I stood from the bed, realizing it true. She'd passed out from the
alcohol. Or was it from the rough play?
Lucious swiped her up off the floor and carried her over to the bed.
“Why would you not let me feed?”
He set her down atop the covers. “This one isn't for you.”
I lowered my head in disgust. Just what was he planning?
I sat down beside the sleeping woman when Lucious straddled her,
their faces disappearing in the swathe of his silvery hair. I didn't
care to watch as he began to feed from her. I felt my hunger rising
and yet there was nothing I could do but sit staring at the bed
sheets between my legs.
“You are sick!” I found myself shouting.
“Aren't we all, my friend?” Lucious gasped as he licked the blood
from her neck.
He feasted and
didn't allow me a drop? How could he
be the vampire of light when there is nothing here he is teaching me?
Once he was done, Lucious slid off the bed and wiped the blood from
his chin. The remaining blood from the woman's wound ran down the
side of her neck. I almost couldn't stand to look as the hunger
swelled so bad I wanted to lunge at her, although she was already
dead.
“Are you going to leave her there?” I asked Lucious as he started
walking towards the door as if he was leaving again.
“You are hungry, yes?” He countered. “So I'll go downstairs and
pick you up a little something. In the meantime, you can clean her
up.”
Anger immediately replaced my hunger. I curled my fingers into a
fist, wanting to punch him, but I just sat there trying to hold off
my temper. He walked out the door, leaving me to deal with the
corpse.
As if the tavern
is a restaurant for us vampires?
In the tavern, a pool playing competition was being held and it was
down to the last few best. He had joined in on the contest and met up
with a couple of players, who had happened to be men.
He took quite an interest in the first place winner of the
competition and decided that he was going to bring him back for me.
It'd only taken about an hour. I had just gotten done disposing the
body when Lucious return to the room.
“What about him?” Lucious asked me with a man by his side. “You
have no preference, do you? He is quite handsome, don't you think?”
The man stood stock-still, lips trembling, as if Lucious just
pilfered him up from the street.
Why is he
playing twenty questions with me now?
“Lucious, you son of a bitch!” I howled.
I grabbed Lucious by the throat, slamming him against the wall while
the man he was with fell to the floor with a whimper.
“What the hell are you thinking, Mikael?”
“What do you think? Leaving me here alone to take care of the woman
you killed.” I barked.
“You made a simple mistake last time, that's all. I did bring you a
feast though, didn't I?” He cupped my wrist, trying to loosen my
hold on him.
Strengthening my grip on his throat, I pick him up and
threw him onto the floor. I made a fist and almost swung at him.
“What is this about?” Lucious asked puzzled.
“You have absolutely no idea what's going on, do you?”
I sighed.
I let go of him and he staggered over to the bed.
With blind rage, I pulled out a gun that I had hidden behind the
television after I first rented the room and found myself pointing
it straight at Lucious.
“So you do have a preference.” Lucious smiled, looking straight
into the barrel.
“You are the most disgusting vampire I have ever met.”
Without a thought, I fired one shot straight at Lucious, piercing him
in the chest.
“You... son of a bitch... shot me.” Then, with a quirky smile, he
laughed. “You know that don't do any good.”
He moved his hand off his chest and the bullet hole closed with just
blood remaining on his hand and chest.
I
knew that wouldn't do any good. Maybe it was just my
frustration crying out once more? I
threw the gun on the bed. My hunger spiked again as I watched the
blood on Lucious's chest start to dry... I found myself collapsed on
my knees.
“Damn, I'm sorry,” I cried out.
“It's not the first bullet I've taken since being a vampyre.”
Lucious said with a certain accent.
“Vampyre? Yo—you're an elder, then?” I gasped. He was the first
elder vampyre I'd ever had the chance to meet. And I... shot him! “I
guess I just got a little carried away, with being hungry and needing
to take care of that corpse.” I apologized again.
I picked myself up and laid on the bed curled up in a ball feeling my
denial and frustration taking hold of me. “So I am bound to my
denial for the rest of eternity?” I closed my eyes.
“Denial. A condition most common in those vampires who were denied
a taste of blood by their maker.” Lucious told as if he was quoting
from a book. “You don't understand the meaning of a blood bond, do
you?”
The meaning of
our blood bond... pain and suffering forever more...
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