Taste Of Poison (Ricky Horror)

Untouchable

A few months passed by. My job in the household was to cook, clean, do the laundry and then the garden.

It was a huge list of chores I was given every day, and I didn't finish until it was time to cook dinner for us both.

I began losing weight, and not in the good kind. My collarbone and ribs were showing. I was barely eating due to working myself to the ground each day. Guess this is how it feels to be a vampire's maid.

I wonder what he did with the previous maids that worked for him.

I was cooking dinner one night when he came storming in, pissed off and told me point blank to fuck off upstairs.

I had to switch the stove off before running upstairs, scared of what he might do.

I shut and locked my bedroom door, sitting on my bed and hugging my legs, unprepared for what happened next.

I could hear screams downstairs and flesh tearing being torn apart. The sound made me run to my bathroom and I threw up, unable to believe what I just heard, which he didn't want me to see.

Why me?