Author's Note: Hey there! Thanks for checking out my new story! I wanted to try and write a more realistic adaptation of the vampires since my last one got kind of too mushy for my liking. This one is going to have more vampireistic (because that's a word in my mind) qualities and hopefully everyone will like it! Just so everyone knows, the story will start off rotating between current storyline and past storyline. It should be self explanatory in the first few lines which part each chapter belongs to, but I'll mark the past storyline with something to make sure everyone knows.

Disclaimer: I own nothing related to the Lost Boys, only my OCs belong to me.

Warning: This story contains violence, gore, sexual actions (both consensual and non-consensual), alcohol, and drug use. Please read at your own discretion. If you're under eighteen or are offended by any of these actions you should probably find another story. If you're up for reading it then I hope you enjoy!

'This should feel good.'

"Oh shit"

'Apparently it does for him. Shit, he's going faster.'

She heard a moan escape her lips, but it wasn't because she felt pleasure. Her body was doing as he pushed it too, her mind was another story. The girl underneath him let out another sharp breath and began to breathe heavily. She felt her body contracting around his length and knew what was on the horizon.

'At least it will be over soon.'

She could hear him in her head, telling her she liked it, trying to influence her to enjoy the fuck, like it was some sort of gift. Out of everything, that was the worst part – he had to try and force her to think she enjoyed being with him. For a while it worked, but after all this time she knew the difference between his influence and actual enjoyment. Her body still listened to him, she only assumed it enjoyed the physical pleasures. It was like her mind separated itself and it knew the difference between actual complete enjoyment and what the body felt as good.

He took her arms and held them above her head as he pumped into her with more force. He watched with a smile as her tits bounced from the force of his thrusts. All she could think was that she would have bruises later, but then again she always did.

"Oh shit!" She heard herself gasp as her body reached its climax. She rode it out grinding her hips deeper into his He grabbed her ass and lifted her hips to meet his thrusts.

"Good girl." He whispered into her ear as he gently bit at her earlobe.

He lifted his face from hers so she was able to get a look at the face she had learned to hate. She looked up at the guy above her, his face contorted into the monster he truly was behind those sweet eyes and mischievous grin. He was a monster, he was a vampire.

He nuzzled his head into the crook of her neck leaving sweet kisses and small nips. He reach his hand down between her thighs and rubbed his fingers in small circles over her sensitive numb. He was trying to make the painful part feel more pleasurable to her, but it never made up for what he was about to do.

He sunk his fangs into her neck and her entire body clenched in pain. That was enough to send him over the edge and he came spilling inside of her. He took longer deeper thrusts as he finished, instead of the fast and shallow ones he had taken before.

Once he pulled out he smiled at her. It was the same grin that tricked her into this life in the first place. The life of vampires where she was nothing more than his blood whore. He didn't let the others touch her, no, she was his and there was no question about that. She belonged to him whether she liked it or not.

He got up to put his clothes back on and tossed her underwear to put on as well as her tank and shorts. She quickly put on her clothes, hoping she could get them on before he got any ideas for round two.

"What's the hurry, sweetheart? Can't wait to get rid of me already?" He grinned and bit at his thumbnail.

"Cold." She said flatly.

He sat down on the bed in front of her as he put on his patchy jacket and she had to fight every urge not to flinch away.

"This could be so perfect. I don't know why you don't like it here." He said, looking at her with big sad eyes.

It was a trap. She had made the mistake of falling into once before and she would never be stupid enough to do it again.

"I like it. I'm just cold." She turned away, revealing the bite marks on her neck that had little droplets of blood coming out of them.

He leaned in and kissed over the holes, running his tongue along them as he did, sealing them up and getting a last taste of her blood. He held his head near her neck, taking in her scent.

"Things will be better when you turn. You'll see, sweetheart. You'll learn to love me again." He smirked and got off the bed walking off to who knows where.

'That would mean I loved you in the first place.'

A single tear ran down her cheek. This isn't what she wanted, not at all. All she wanted was her necklace back, maybe dinner and movie, that's what teenagers were supposed to do. They weren't supposed to be mated to vampires and trapped in a cave until they got permission to turn her into one of them.

It wasn't even the idea of being a vampire that turned her stomach. It was the idea of having to spend eternity with him. With Marko. He could be sweet sometimes, but mostly he just used her to make himself feel like he had control over something – someone.

Did he even believe she enjoyed being with him on any level? If he can push into her mind he had to know how much she truly hated him for what he had done to her, what he kept doing to her every night he kept her there. Maybe he didn't grasp that her mind and body separated at some point. She had heard somewhere that's how rape victims cope with it, disconnecting themselves from the situation. Was her raping her? She had never refused him, but she never agreed either.

'I used to be so strong.' She thought as she ran her fingers over a necklace that spelled out her name with a little bird hanging on the fine e in Brylee. She wanted to be back home, she wanted to be with her best friend, her roommates, she wanted her old life back. That couldn't happen, Marko made sure of it. He knew he cared too much about the people she was forced to leave behind to risk their lives just to get away from him.

'How could I ever have been so stupid to think he was anything more than a monster?' was her last thought before she fell asleep into dreams of a better life.