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I know it's only been a few seconds of silence, but it feels like minutes. His burning eyes seem to get meaner with each second he keeps them set on mine. I've moved my body all the way to the back wall to make some sort of space between us, but when he takes a few steps towards me, the space quickly disappears.
"What, what do you want?" I stutter, breaking the unbearable silence that was lingering around us. It's honestly worst than hearing why he's down here, which I'm guessing isn't going to be pleasant.
"You know it's my job?" He says as if it's a question for me to answer. He takes yet another step closer to me, making us now only a two feet apart.
"What?" My voice barely comes out, but he clearly hears me because he doesn't hesitate to open his mouth again.
"It's my job to be a boss to the slaves, so if that means that they fall asleep..." He raises his voice at the end, and I scrunch down from the sudden outburst. "It's my job to wake them up."
"Okay?" I question as to what he's leading this up to.
"Okay, so I woke you up, and I got in trouble for it. I woke you up, because it's my job, and I got in trouble for it." He repeats.
"I'm sorry, I don't, I.." I start to speak but all the breath leaves my lungs as his large hand lifts my dress draggingly slow, until the small mark he left on my skin is completely showing.
"This... It's not even big and this is what got me in trouble." He says while sliding his thumb up and down the visible welt.
"I didn't, like, tell on you. It's not even that big of a deal. I mean Master just got mad, I mean, I don't know, I'm sorry, ummm..."
"This.... sent Angie to the Drainers." He says still scoping the line.
"What?" I question, which made him slowly grow mad. I watched in fear as each breath of his became more heavy and harsh. His eyebrows furrowed and his lip stayed a hard line. Once he's eyes looked up to meet mine, the fury set in them caused fear to shiver my body.
I whimpered in pain as his hand shoved my shoulder to the back wall and the stinging didn't go away as he kept his hand pressed on the weak placement.
"You made my girlfriend get sent to the Drainers, you bitch!" He screams and my body shrinks as he points his finger down at me. I feel stupid for taking of my shoes because now, I'm even shorter an it gives Liam the advantage of hovering over me even more.
Shit, did Master Harry seriously send Liam's girlfriend to the Drainers just because he hit me with a stick. Sure it was kind of a dick move and uncalled for, but he's right, it's his job. Plus, he didn't know about nobody being aloud to touch me besides Harry, so I think that's a little harsh to kill somebody's girlfriend for something so small.
Oh wow, this is my fault! Now two! Two people have gotten sent to the fucking Drainers because of me! This is all too much for me to take in right now.
"I'm so sorry Liam." I apologize and he narrows his eyes even further on me, so I quickly cough up a "Sir, Liam," before he could explode on me more.
"Oh, you're going to be sorry, as is Harry." He threatens and I grow even more terrified. What is he going to do? Is he going to kill me like Master did to his girlfriend, Angie? Fuck!
"Please, look I'm sorry, Okay!" I cry and the tears start rolling down my cheeks as he opens up his mouth, showing his sharp teeth. "No, please don't!"
All the breath falls out of me as he pushes both my shoulders hard on the back wall, holding me in place with his strong arms.
I squirm in his grip before attempting to scrunch down my neck, not allowing any of it to show. All fails when he uses his head against my will and pushes mine to the side before finding his way in the crook of my neck.
"Please, stop!" I plead and his laugh vibrates on my neck as I push harder on his chest trying to break free.
I grow even more confused as his laugh grows and I don't feel his teeth puncturing my neck yet. I don't want them in their, but I find it strange that he hasn't bitten me yet. Maybe he's just building up the torture? Ugh, prick.
"Why are you laughing?" I stutter as he continues giggling in my neck. I take one last push and he actually budges which catches me by surprise.
He takes a few steps back, a chuckle still in his throat. He picks his head up and looks at me before pointing his finger towards me, "You actually think that I was going to bite you?" He laughs.
"What?" I ask, entirely confused.
"Oh just wait babe. Biting you is too easy. Oh no, what I have planned is much better." He winks at me with a massive evil grin.
I look at the lunatic in front of me for a few seconds before he turns his body and leaves the cell, locking me inside. He presses his face to the bars before opening his mouth again, "Sucks you didn't get to say goodbye to your sister." He punctures his lip out, making a childly sad face, tormenting me further.
"Fuck you!" I yell, my voice echoing through the cell.
"Oh, let's just leave that for Esmay shall we?" He winks and my mouth gapes open before my feet bring me to the bars, closer to him.
"Don't fucking touch her!"
"Being with me is going to be the best last minuets of her life, don't worry." He chokes up a laugh before heading back upstairs, leaving me alone in the dark again.
All the tears built up in my eyes, immediately start to fall down, just as my body limps to the ground. Why is Liam going to kill Esmay? Is it to get back at me? I didn't even do anything! He's the one who whipped me and Master Harry is the one that sent his girlfriend to her death. Hurting Esmay does nothing in revenge for Harry except tear me to pieces. But maybe, that's his plan. Shred me, and then maybe even kill me to hurt Master? Though, I don't see how killing me would dent Harry. I'm just another one of his playtoys, I'm sure.
Wow, this is all just bogus! Fuck Harry for doing that! What an insensitive dick! I can't believe I had even the slightest feel for him. Who could love somebody so evil?
What am I thinking? All vampires are evil! I don't know why Luke and Ruby said that staying here wasn't bad! This place is all bad and now I'm stuck in an all bad position that will only end all bad.
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I think I'm going insane. I have been down here for what feels like forever. I've been laying on the dirty concrete dazing at the ceiling for longer than I can count. My eyes are even starting to go numb from staring at the same spot for a long period of time and the puffiness from me crying so much is also not helping the case.
I sniffle my nose and wipe away another fallen tear on my cheek before humming along to an old time I use to listen to. This all seemed so crazy and the craziness was seeping into me. I almost felt like one of those creepy woman that people are scared of in the movies. The crazy one that always ends up popping up on the screen, making everyone jump in their seats.
My stomach growls again, like it has been for the last couple of minutes or hours. I don't even know anymore. My mind just keeps swarming around the possibility of Esmay being dead right now and Louis waiting his turn at the Drainers.
I did not think that this would happen. I thought that I was going to find Esmay and we were easily going to escape; not this. I don't know why Louis even brought Esmay out in the open if he knew that he knew that Master would be in the same room as him. Especially if Harry told him to keep Esmay away from me. I see now, why he told me he wasn't going to help me anymore in the laundry room, but I wonder what changed his mind. And where did he even find Esmay after that mysterious man took her away from her room and...
"Fuck!" I scream out in anger at all the questions that haven't been answered in my head. There's so much and it happened in such little time. It hasn't even been a week and all these problems have toppled on each other and I can't even do anything about it because I've been stuck down here.
My body jumps up, almost in excitement when I hear somebody open the door. A few footsteps later, a dark figure comes to sight and I quickly get up from the ground and rush to the bars.
"Hello, who's there?" I question the dark, but footsteps is the only sound I hear.
"Please, who's there?" I ask again, but still no answer.
Finally the shape of the being fully stands in front of my cell and I begin to ask again who it is, but a loud "Shh." cuts me off.
"Jeez, be quiet." Luke's voice comes to my ears and I sigh in relief as I hear jiggling of keys.
"What are you doing here?" I ask as the cell door finally opens and I rush into Luke's arms, giving him a tight squeeze.
"Saving your ass." He laughs.
"How long have I been down here?"
"Five hours at most." He informs me and I grow surprised that it's only been five hours. It honestly seemed so much longer. Forever actually, but five hours is still too long and I quickly become more worried when I think of the things Liam could've done within five hours.
"Where's Esmay?" I'm quick to ask, but Luke only shakes his head before looking down at his feet.
"She's gone."
I promised a longer chapter, but I swear next chapter is going to be super long! A lot of shiz is gunna go down!(:
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