Court of Ambrose

Just a Taste

{Dayus’s POV}

Veryn rolled his eyes and headed into the kitchen, I followed in behind him, and half expected to see Celeste. Instead, I saw four plates, four sets of silverware, and four glasses of wine. There was a big bowl of salad, and a platter with garlic bread. I looked around, noticing that Celeste was nowhere to be found. “Well.. where is she?” He asked looking around.

I shrugged before turning and walking back into the living room. “Celeste?” I called out, looking around. No response, no sounds whatsoever, I looked up the staircase and noticed that the bedroom door was closed. “She must have gone to bed.. but she didn’t eat..” I said, looking at Veryn who had sat down at the table and began eating.

“Da**, this is good!” He smirked, as he stuffed his face.

I rolled my eyes and made my way up the staircase and gently knocked on the door. “Celeste.. are you okay?” I asked. I tried the handle, but it was locked. “You didn’t eat your dinner..” I spoke again, and this time I heard a soft whimper from the other side.

“I’m sorry.. you guys go on and eat.. I’m not hungry..” she muttered.

“Celeste, open the door please..” I said, trying the handle again.

“No.. I’m fine, just go eat..” she whimpered, she had been crying, I could hear it in her voice.

“Celeste, open the door.” I said, a little more sternly, something wasn’t right, and I was going to make sure she was okay, whether she wanted me to or not.

I heard shuffling from the other side, before the door cracked open. The nauseating scent of whiskey poured out from the room. I looked down at her, mascara streaked down her face, her eyes were puffy, and red, her lips pouty. Her pink button up shirt was partially unbuttoned, revealing her lacy black bra under it. Her hair was down, and flowing wildly around her. She was wearing little jean shorts, and a pair of pink, wooly socks. “I told you.. I’m fine..” she whimpered, I peered in behind her and saw a broken bottle across the floor.

“Did you drink that whole bottle of whiskey?” I asked, looking down at her. She was so beautiful, her long, dark, brown hair flowing in loose curls around her. Her pale skin, sprinkled with freckles, and her deep green eyes mesmerized me. Yesterday she looked so different, today, she looked like a woman. Her figure was gorgeous, perfect thick thighs, round butt, large breasts, and short stature. Her face was red, resembling a tomato, she was completely drunk.

“I.. I’m fine.. go eat.. I don’t want all the food I made to go to waste..” she slurred before trying to close the door on me.

“Celeste, you need to eat, will you at least eat if I bring the food up here to you?” I asked, looking down at her, my eyes scanning over her.

She looked up at me lazily, her eyes partially glazed over. She nodded, before walking further into her room. I made my way down to the kitchen and grabbed her plate. I put some salad, and bread on it and grabbed a bottle of water. “What? Is she too good to eat with us?” Veryn sneered, getting another mouth full of food.

“Will you just stop!” I shouted at him. “She just lost her grandmother! She’s upset, she made food for us, and for her nana, and yet all you can do is sit here and badmouth her!” I scoffed turning and making my way back up to her room.

I saw her kneeling down by the wall, and noticed that she was picking up the broken pieces of the bottle. I sat down her plate and water at her desk, and as she picked up the last piece I heard her hiss in pain. “Sh**..” she whispered under her breath. She walked to the trash bin in her room and threw the glass away, then I smelled it. She had cut herself, I walked over to her, as she turned towards the bathroom. I couldn’t help myself.. it had been so long since I smelled human blood, even longer since I had tasted it. I planted myself in front of her and grabbed her wrist pulling her hand up to my face. “D-Dayus.. what are you doing?” She asked, her eyes watching me nervously.

I looked to see her index finger bleeding, and before I could even think I popped her finger into my mouth, sucking on it softly. Little mo*** escaped her lips, causing my body to heat up slightly. I could hear her heart beating, and it excited me even more. I licked the tip of her finger, drinking in the small amount of blood that had begun to leak from it. Her face was red, and flustered, as she looked up at me, her eyes looking hazy. I pulled back looking at her hand, I grabbed the back of her hand turning her palm up to me and slowly bit down into it. “Ow!” She whimpered, wincing at the pain. I couldn’t stop though, the taste of her blood had begun to send me into a frenzy as I drank down a large gulp of it. “D-Dayus.. stop.. I feel dizzy..” she whimpered, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop.

I gulped down another mouthful and began drinking faster, I wanted more. Her body began to shake, and her skin paled, I gulped down another mouthful of blood and groaned. “Hey..” I heard Veryn from the doorway, his voice soft and sorry, until it changed. Anger oozed from him, and I felt him close the distance between us. “What the he** Day!” He yelled, punching me across the face, sending me flying across the floor. I groaned as my body slammed against the wall.