My eyes shot open, and I desperately gasped for air, I felt like I was suffocating, like I couldn't breath. It took me about a second or two for me to relax, then when I was finally calm enough did I get my breathing under control.
After I lost my father, I had lost everything. I started having these nasty nightmares, that soon turned into night terrors. They were so bad to the point where I was waking up in the middle of the night gasping for air. Then I met Erin and everything changed, they started going away... So why were they back?
I looked around my room trying to take in my surroundings, only to realize that this didn't look like my room, nor was I laying in bed.
I was only able to see what appeared to be blurred items, as my vision was still hazy from my sleep. I attempted to reach up with my hands and rub my eyes, when something stopped me.
A sound of rattling chains filled the empty room, that soon followed with something burning the hell out of my skin. I winced looking down at the pain on my arms. That's when I realized that I was chained up to a chair, my wrist were shackled down to the arm rest.
What the hell?
That's when I also noticed that my shirt was missing. Why the hell was i shackled up to a damn chair, shirtless. I squirmed around in the chair, when I felt something heavy around my ankles. Looking down at them, I seen that my legs too were in shackles, exactly like my wrist.
My breathing started to pick up. The longer I sat there, the more anxious I got. I looked down to where I was rooted, and noticed that not only was I chained to my spot, but the chair seem to be bolted down to the ground as well.
Where the hell am i?
After a few minutes, my vision had finally cleared up enough. I took another take of my surroundings.
The area I was in seem to be pretty spacious, but there wasn't really much in front of me. There were concrete walls, and a sink in the corner to my far right. If I was correct, it looked like I was in some type of basement, and I wouldn't doubt it if there were some type of stairs behind me.
I accidentally moved my arms squirming around trying to get a better look around the room, and exactly like the first time, I hissed as the shackle burned my skin. Still confused on what the hell was going on, I looked down at my wrist to find that my skin was fairly red around the area where the chain wrapped.
A deep voice rumbled from behind me, as I struggled against the weird burning chains. "Burns doesn't it..."
I quickly snapped my head up. "Who's there!?" I croaked.
The voice doesn't answer back though, it stays quiet. A second later I heard what sounded like foot steps starting to creep up behind me. Soon enough the man who's voice I heard, stood directly in front of me. I couldn't really make out his face though, the room was poorly lit, and to top it off he had a hoodie over his head.
He was dressed mostly in all black. Black slacks, a hoodie black leather jacket, he even wore black leather gloves on his hands. He had his jacket slightly unzipped, and you could make out a white dressed shirt underneath the rest of his clothing. Of course he had a black tie to finish off his look.
Who the hell was this person?
I squinted my eyes trying to get a better look at him, but nothing still. He just stood there for a few seconds, watching me. Soon enough he finally reached up, and removed his hood slowly.
"Mr. D'luca?" I whispered softly, furrowing my eyebrows.
His mouth started to curl into a cold, sinister smirk, giving me an unpleasant feeling in my lower stomach. "I was starting to wonder how long it was gonna take for you to wake up, Garrels."
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Erin is the daughter of one of the most respected vampire lords, but she isn't your ordinary vampire. Erin has the ability to read peoples mind, control them with just one look into her eyes. When her father decides to get some new help around the h...