Imagine being followed by Adam (part 3)

[The final part]

Once Adam had left you, you'd managed to wriggle the ropes off your wrists and had tried with all your might to open the door, but gave up when it wouldn't budge. There was nothing in the cold damp small room that you could use to open it, or to use as a weapon. It was hopeless, as no matter how loudly you pounded and screamed for help, no one came; it was almost as if Adam had locked you in there to die. You curled up in the corner, hugging yourself to try and stay warm, occasionally wiping blood out of you eyes as it still bled from the cut on your head. You didn't know how long you'd been sat there shivering, but you heard the floorboards above creak, and heard footsteps coming down into the basement. You pressed yourself as far into the corner as you could as the door opened, and Adam stepped inside, carrying a bowl. He'd taken off his jacket, and was now in a thin black tshirt, his skin even paler than before, a speckle of blood on one of his hands. He placed the bowl down onto the floor, his eyes briefly making contact with yours before he left again, bolting the door shut behind him. You sat there eyeing up the bowl, it's porridge like contents looking appealing, making your mouth water with hunger. You knew that it could be poison, but then you didn't know if he was ever going to come back, or if this was the only meal you were going to get. You cautiously leant forward and gave it a little sniff. It smelt like food, and it looked like food. You stuck your finger in and scooped up a tiny mouthful and tasted it. It even tasted good, like tomato soup, only with the consistence of overcook rice. You picked up the spoon and took a bigger bite, and then another and another, until it had all gone. No sooner had you put the spoon down than you heard the bolt unlock on the door and Adam came back inside. You backed away into the corner as he stepped towards you, afraid of what he would do. "Hungry. Good girl", he chuckled as he picked up the bowl, his eyes fixed on you. You gulped, realising that maybe it wasn't as safe as you'd thought. "What did you do to me?", you asked weakly, already feeling your insides squirming in disgust. "All in good time my dear", he said playfully, before stepping out, locking the door again before you had chance to argue. You sat there cursing yourself; how could you have been so stupid, of course he had poisoned it, but with what? What felt like hours later, you heard his heavy footsteps come down the stairs and unlock the door. You braced yourself, hiding in the corner waiting for him to enter, but he didn't. "Come out Y/N", he said from outside the door, then his footsteps retreated. You had no where else to go, except out of the door, so slowly pushed it open. Adam was stood at the bottom of the stairs, his arms crossed, topless, his eyes following you as you entered. "Sit", he ordered, indicating the wooden chair placed in the centre of the room. You obeyed, skirting around the outside of the room to keep as far away from him as possible before sitting down. He smirked at you, and stepped forward, letting you see him more clearly in the light. "You still fear me Y/N, why?", he asked, walking around you, circling you. "Because you're a vampire and you're going to kill me", you said, your eyes following him. "And how many times have I said that I am not going to kill you", he sighed, shaking his head. "Then what's the point in keeping me trapped down here? I see the way you keep looking at me, you can't wait to get your teeth sunk into my blood!", you spat at him. Adam stopped in his tracks, cracking his knuckles, his jaw clenched. He looked you directly in the eye, before turning and grabbing a small table and setting it down in front of you. He then picked up a small glass with a yellowish liquid inside, and gently placed it down in front of you on the table. "Drink it" he ordered, crossing his arms, staring at you. You gulped, looked down at the glass and back up at him. "No", you said defiantly, not as confidently as you would have liked. "Drink it", Adam said again, more fiercely, clenching his jaw. "No!". He smirked, his tongue tracing his fang as he walked around you again. "Refuse it all you want Y/N, but you will drink it. It's only a matter of time", he chuckled as your eyes focused on the glass. "I can wait", he said calmly, standing behind you, his hands resting firmly on your shoulders. For a long time you sat there, your eyes firmly fixed on the glass, trying to stay calm as Adam remained behind you, his cold breath blowing down your neck as his hands remained on your shoulders. With every passing minute you felt more and more uncomfortable, just wanting it to stop. "What is it anyway, and why do you want me to drink it so badly?", you asked him. He laughed quietly, which sent a shiver down your spine. "Come on Y/N, think it through", he chuckled, whispering it into your ear. You thought about it, and realised, that it must be the cure for your blood to stop it being poisonous to drink. You kicked out with your leg, knocking the table over, the glass falling and smashing on the floor. Adam laughed from behind as he pressed down harder onto you, his arm wrapping around your neck. "Haha, wrong move Y/N. That would have saved you from the little present I slipped you before.", he chuckled darkly in your ear. "Now your fate is sealed". He grabbed hold of your hair, pulling your head back sharply, causing you to scream. He lifted his other hand to his mouth, and sunk his fangs into it, making it bleed black blood. "Now, you will drink", he snarled, his mouth covered in his own blood as he forced his hand over your mouth. You closed your mouth, refusing to let it get in as he smothered you with it. He growled angrily and tugged at your hair, and you cried out in pain. His blood flooded into your mouth, making you gag instantly at the foul taste. You tried to spit it out, but you were choking on it, drowning as it flowed down into your lungs and stomach. Adam pulled his hand away and slapped you across your face, sending you crashing to the floor, gasping for breath. That's when your body started convulsing, feeling yourself burn as you tried to throw up Adams blood he'd fed you. It felt like a demon was inside you, trying to fight it's way out as you thrashed around violently. "You're probably wondering what's happening to you Y/N", Adam chuckled, his blood dripping off his lips onto his chest as he knelt down beside you. "You see, I don't want to kill you, because you are too beautiful and pure for that. So I've turned you, to be like me. I would have bitten you to do it, but seeing as your blood can kill me, I've done it the other way around. You are technically dying, and in a few moments there will be nothing left of you, only your shell which will be mine to do with as I please", Adam said, bending down over you, watching you squirm. Every part of you burned, tears streamed down your blood covered face, your hands clawing at the ground around you, wanting it to stop. "Please! Make it stop!", you screamed, managing to kick Adam away, crawling your way to the stairs. As Adam picked himself up and launched after you, you swung around, your fist connected with his ribcage with lightning speed with your growing vampire reflexes. Adam fell to the ground, winded, and you scrambled up the stairs out of the basement. "No Y/N!", Adam shouted chasing after you. You emerged out through the door and ran straight for the back door, heading straight for outside. You'd just managed to get several feet outside when Adam had caught up with you. The sky was tickled pink, the threat of the rising sun looming. "Change me back!", you screamed at him as he cowered in the doorway, his eyes wide in alarm. "Y/N. Come back inside now!", he hissed urgently. "No! I am not being your prisoner, your slave! I don't want to be a vampire now CHANGE ME BACK!", you roared at him, filled with rage as you struggled to stay standing, your insides burning. "I can't. I'm sorry", Adam whispered sadly, now taking a step towards you, offering out is hand. "Please Y/N, come back. You will die the second the sun comes up", he pleaded, his eyes desperately trying to stare into yours. You glanced back at the now burning orange sky, the sun about to rise. "I don't want to be like this", you cried, your body shaking, before the blood finally took it's hold, and your eyes rolled back as you fell limp on the ground. Within seconds Adam had rushed to your side, scooped you up into his arms and ran with you back into the house just as the sun peaked over the horizon. He ran with you straight upstairs into his darkened front room, through into his bedroom where he put your limp body onto the bed. He sat down next to you as you lay there, not breathing. "Y/N", he whispered quietly into your ear, his finger resting on your lip. Your eyes flew open, staring up into his blankly as he smiled, stroking your cheek. Your eye colour had changed to be pure black, cold and empty, no blood flowing though your veins, your breathing shallow. "You are mine Y/N", he chuckled, as he leant down and roughly kissed your lips. You stared longingly into his eyes, the person you had once been, lost. "Yes ... Master", your hollow voice whispered as you did as his voice inside your head said to do, as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down to you, kissing him back. "Good girl", he chuckled, as his hands trailed down lower as he lowered himself on top of you, resting his head on your chest as you both fell asleep with exhaustion, waiting for the sun to set for your new life as his pet to begin.