The Vampire and His Servant 3

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                                      The Vampire and His Servant III

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As he holds me in his arms, there is only confusion…
I can feel his breath on my neck and I shudder.
His arms…
Even though he is so cold,
They feel so warm to me…

Whenever he holds me like this,
I always feel so safe…
“Why does he do this to me?…”
I ask myself.

He breaks his hold on me and backs away slightly.
He stares as me with such an intensity,
I was certain I wouldn’t last long.

He brushes my tears away with his finger and sighs.
“Why are you crying?…” he asks me.
I can feel a sob caught in my throat, as his voice rips at my heart.
I look down at my wrists, which are swollen and bleeding.

He follows my gaze and I can hear a sharp intake of his breath.
He takes my hands into his hands and stares down at them.
I bite my lip to keep from crying out in pain.
The pain is getting worse…

“Why does he chain me to the wall?…
Why does he hold me in his arms?…
How can he be so intimidating and powerful,
…Yet so… gentle…”

These thoughts run through my mind over and over again.

I can feel the throbbing pain as the blood pours from my skin.
I gasp out loud and he hears it.
He looks at me, worried.
Then he takes a breath and leans his head down to my hands.

My eyes widen when the realization comes to me.
I try to struggle,
But it only makes the pain even more agonizing…

“Don’t move…” He tells me, softly, inches away from my wrists…
I squeeze my eyes shut and try to prepare for the pain…
But it is useless…

The pain shot through my body,
Sending shockwaves of agony coursing through my body.
I tried to hold back my screams,
But failed…

I could hear the sound of him sucking the blood out from my body…
My cries hit the stone walls and bounced back to me,
Making my ears ring with my own voice…

A few moments later,
He took his mouth from my hands and looked up at me.
I stared back down at him,
tired, pathetic and helpless…
I gasped for breath and rest my head back on the cold, stone wall of my cell…

He licked the remaining blood from his lips and watched my face.
I was losing my strength…
I could feel everything start to fade from my vision…

As I fell, I felt a pair of arms catch me…
I was shifted a little and held in a comfortable position.
I could feel him bringing me closer to him,
But I was so weak, I couldn’t even open my eyes…

“I’m sorry…” I can hear him tell me,
A soft whisper in my ear.
“I’ll watch over you while you sleep…
So don’t worry…”

There is something about his voice that makes me pull in closer to him.
I feel him stand up and carry me somewhere,
But I’m going fast…
All I can think about is the warmth of his arms…

I didn’t even notice there wasn’t any pain from my wrists anymore…