His Blood Slave

4

Cathy

The trees were moving past me like a haze, and everything was a blur to me as the car kept moving.

I couldn't turn my eyes away from staring outside the window, no, not that I couldn't. I felt too embarrassed to.

It seems like a nightmare: everything that happened tonight, the loss of my job, the horrible sight of the vampire guy almost killing the other man and lastly, the worst of them all, My stupidity.

Gosh, what was I thinking? How could I suddenly ask the guy to mess with my previous employers for me? What gave me the courage?

I kept on trying to convince myself that I didn't mean it, but deep down, even as we drove past the place where those older men recruited me, I felt the anger coming back up.

The pain I felt, the shame and disgrace.. everything! No, I really did mean it. I want them to go through what I went through.

I want them to regret ever messing with me, to regret playing me, for them to suffer.

Oddly enough, though, I felt grateful for the fact that I met this porcelain-skinned guy who looked like he was a fallen angel with those pointed noses of his and the pretty eyes.

If I hadn't run into him, I would have ended up killing myself tonight, something that I now realize was just a thought in my moment of weakness.

"So.." the guy said, clearing his throat loudly, and I peeled my eyes away from the window back to him.

The reality of what I offered to him came back to me as I stared at his blood-stained mouth.

Oh no! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid me! How could I offer him my blood?! What on earth was I thinking?

"You seem distracted," He said, looking amused, and I could immediately tell that he was mocking me.

"I'm not," was my sharp response almost immediately.

"Really? That's good. It'll be too bad if you're already regretting asking me to torture your bosses."

He turned to face me and smiled, the amusement in his eyes spreading in blatant mockery.

I should have been annoyed, especially at the fact that he was making fun of me, but I wasn't. There was something about his smile that made me feel he was almost human..at least for that fleeting moment until the next words came out of his mouth.

"Maybe I should bite them..is that part of the deal also?" His eyes, which were shining with amusement, now held a dark look at the thought of having free food at my expense.

Almost immediately, the idea that he could almost seem human wiped off from my head as I stared at him, my jaw almost dropping.

"Relax... I won't do what you don't want me to do to them," He laughed.

I sighed with relief and shook my head, feeling stupid for thinking he was human for a minute.

"Good. Please, I told you already that we shouldn't kill anyone. I just want to mess with them."

He snorted, and I knew without staring at him that he was shaking his head at me.

"Honey, what is your definition of messing with people? Because if they really did that to you, you'll definitely want to kill them. I don't understand what's wrong with you humans and how your emotions affect your thinking."

I didn't want to admit it to him but I felt like messing with them wasn't enough but as long as I was under the law, I couldn't kill them, not even if I asked the help of a vampire.

"So how do you cope with us?" I asked, changing the topic as I turned to face him.

I had so many things that I felt curious about, especially how he managed to live among people like us.

I've never seen a vampire before. The closest I've ever gotten to any of them was through the books and movies. It still felt like a dream sitting next to him in the car.

"Cope with you?" He laughed.

"Like how were you able to hide the fact that you are a vampire?"

"No one knows anything about me. In fact, I have been able to maintain a perfect relationship with people like you for a long time.. until tonight."

I stared at him, his sharp chin, jet Black hair, and rosy red lips, everything aside from the blood stain. He could easily pass as a human, probably making girls fall for him with that almost perfectly sculptured look.

"Tonight?" I asked, almost whispering.

"Yeah.. you were the first person who discovered this side of me. You would have been dead if you had not suggested something enticing to me."

He had a serious look on his face as he stared at me. It was evident that he meant what he said, and I felt a chill crawl down my skin.

The fact that killing someone seemed like something so easy to him made me scared, and I suddenly felt conscious around him.

"Oh... I see.." I managed to utter, but my throat felt so dry.

"But don't be scared... I won't eat you up or harm you as long as you keep your side of the bargain."

I nodded my head, wondering what made me decide to do something like this with him.

"So.. where now?" He asked, swerving the car into the corner.

"Uhmm.. I'll contact you on what we'll do next. I'll take the bus home," I said, already unbuckling my seat belt.

He stretched his hand and stopped me. As his hands touched me, I froze halfway, holding my breath with his face bare inches from mine.

He laughed and withdrew his hands.

"How are we to work as partners when you are this scared of me?" This time, the plain mockery wasn't hidden in his voice.

I blinked hard and turned to face him.

"I'm not scared of you."

"Yes ma'am, you sure aren't," He laughed loudly, the sound annoying me even further.

I've got to learn how to control my fears around him. Otherwise, he'll only keep making fun of it and then be in control.

"I'm leaving," I said, turning to open the car door when I realised it was locked.

My heart skipped, and I could feel myself breathing hard, but I tried to control it.

There's no way he'll try to mess with me, not after I had willingly offered to be his food.

Was he trying to suck my blood tonight?

Holding my breath and trying to keep a straight face, I turned to face him.

His face was blank, no emotion, his eyes were giving that same dark look that I had seen earlier, and suddenly, I felt terrified.

I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing came out of my mouth.

Breathing became a very hard task to do as I found myself opening and closing my mouth.

Nothing changed.. he was still looking at me with those dark scary eyes.

He leaned closer, his face still expressionless, and I flinched, shifting back from his reach until my back touched the door.

No.. some minutes ago, I wanted to kill myself, but not now..not anymore. I don't want to die.. please.

I tried to say those words out, but nothing came out.

He stretched his hand, and I closed my eyes, expecting the hand to grab my neck and strangle me, but nothing happened.

I opened my eyes some minutes later to see him staring at me with a smirk, his eyes shining with wicked excitement.

"You forgot to ask for my number. How were you going to contact me?" He asked and then typed his number into my phone.

I didn't even realize when he took my phone out of my bag.

"Here, now you have my number. I'm Tyrell, the dark prince. The door's open now," He winked.

I nodded my head, grabbed my bag, and pushed the door open, walking fast until I was sure that I could no longer feel his piercing gaze on me.

Lord, have mercy on me, I just made a deal with the devil!.