Where Do You Think You're Going
Blood...
I had been drinking blood and the worst part was that... I was enjoying it. It tasted sweet. I felt stronger and desire. I wanted more.
"What have you done to me?" I asked.
"Oh little dove, you already know don't you." He smirked then wiped my lip with his tumb and then licked the drop of it. His eyes flashing a red.
"Why me?" I asked while I backed away but it physically hurt as the bite wound burned as if it were soaked in acid.
"Because you were offered to me. A great offering." He evily grinned and tucked a lock of hair behind my ear.
"I do like a good challenge. It'll be so much to break your will." He licked his lips.
"Why do you think you were all alone." He mockingly grimaced.
"What are you going to do with me?" I asked trying not to cry out as he got even closer.
"What ever I want. You're mine little dove." He told me and placed a kiss on the mark, I moved always only to be pulled back.
"Where do you think your going?"
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