-Thank you to all who reviewed! I appreciate I so much!-
"Master!" Knock knock knock, "master?"
"Yes Ginger you may enter," he said putting on a deeper voice.
"Master hi," the blonde did a strange lanky curtsy and her cleavage all but spilled out of her tube top.
Eric rolled his eyes, "What is it Ginger? Speak!"
"Ye-yes uh, um master I have a sensitive matter to bring to you to your uh attention."
"Speak woman, before I make you speak." He waited a beat and when Ginger remained silent he sighed. "Oh for the love of - Ginger."
He captured her from across the room and she became the picture of serenity. "What did you come in here to tell me ginger?" The woman gazed to Jessica. "Don't worry about Jessica, she's a friend."
"There is a customer being fed on in the ladies room."
"What?" He roared and suddenly dragged Jessica from the room by her wrist in a blur.
"Ow, hey! Where are we going? What's the big deal, we're vampires." She giggled and found she liked the pressure on her wrist. Weird, she thought. As they sped in slow motion Jessica wondered if he might kiss her again.
Eric stopped in front of the basement door and swung it open, "Feeding on the premises is forbidden. Now please, stay here until I come get you." He grabbed her by both arms and placed her on the landing locking the door behind him before she could so much as protest.
"What the fudge! Uhhhg," she slumped down against the door and her bare legs touched the concrete. It didn't cool her skin and she found it peculiar. She must be colder than the basement floor. The thought made her sad.
How could he just leave me here? All alone in the dark. He kissed me and then locked me in here like a common criminal. She sobbed into her hands. Why doesn't anyone want me? She gasped when she saw the red staining her porcelain hands. "Oh my god, gross, why?" She wailed until she felt she could wail no more. Not that anyone heard her over the constant thrum of base from the bar upstairs.
She stood up and descended the stairs on her tip toes. "Hello?" She called, but only her own voice echoed back to her. "Huh?" Her head hit a piece of string and she realized it was for the light bulb above. She pulled it on and it illuminated the concrete walls of the dungeon below.
That's what it was, a dungeon. A sex swing hung from the ceiling and there was a rack of toys and whips that stood next to a table upholstered in red leather. A circle of chains hung from a metal wheel in the far end of the room. It made Jessica shiver and she headed for the door in the back.
"Jesus," she breathed and turned a switch to her left. "Oh,"she was pleasantly surprised by what she found. A simple bedroom with a twin bed and a small white dresser. The bed spread was periwinkle blue and there was even a vanity made of wood in the same shade of vanilla in the corner. The walls where insulated and painted a lovely green. She sat on the stool and laughed when she saw her reflection. "I am a scary," she said under her breath. She rubbed her eyes on the back of her hands and forearms. "There," she said satisfied that most of the blood was gone.
What am I going to do with myself, she thought. She landed heavy on the bed and placed a pillow between her knees and her hand under another accordingly as if she had slept there a hundred times before. She found that she was hungry again and she shuddered when she thought of the woman from before. Whose blood had she cried earlier? Was it Yvetta's or Bill's? It was a horrible type of invasion, having your blood stolen and replaced by another's.
Only a night old and she had been abandoned, twice, by the only other vampires she knows. "I am a freak." She said and it was all she could do to try not to cry.
It seemed like hours when she heard the door upstairs creek open and in a blink Pam was standing in her door.
"Hi, your in my room, get out." She said it nonchalant.
"Oh, I wondered why the purple."
"It's blue."
"Whatever."
"Out," she shooed the girl in a circle out of the room.
"What Am I supposed to do in here," she whined.
Pam raised an eyebrow, "Nothing, your allowed out of time out it seems." She leaned into a hip and pursed her lips.
"What happened?" Jessica asked.
"Some 'guest' in Louisiana fed on some locals," she said guest like she meant to say 'fuckin' tourists.' "Eric dealt with the vampires in question and glamoured the witnesses. It's been dealt with and we are to speak of it no further, do you understand?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Good. Now go upstairs and talk to Eric. You two are to return to his home for the Morning" she shooed her upstairs, "And Jesica, if you want to remain dead, do not call me ma'am."
Jessica only stuck out her bottom lip in response and almost ran right into Eric.
"Good, you're here. I have something I want you to see." He grasped for her wrist and she entwined their fingers. He smiled and sped them to his office.
Jessica's stomach lurched as she saw what awaited them on his desk.
A bloody fang pulled from the root. Its bits of gum branched out like a tree and it hooked like that of a shark.
"Jesus," she breathed.
"No sweetheart." His smile didn't reach his eyes. "This is what happens to a vampire who breaks our rules." He spun in his chair and stopped to study his nails. He turned again and stared this time at Jessica. "A hundred years ago before the fucking American vampire league, we could feed from whom we wished with no consequences. Now since all we do in this revealed world is pander to the bloodsuckers that we used to enslave, we cannot. We should enslave them still, but alas-"
"You talk like Shakespeare," Jessica let out passed her transparent filter.
"What are we going to do with you, Jessica?"
"Just don't lock me up again, I hate being alone." She looked at him with her baby blues without lifting her head.
"If you do not defy me then it's a promise."
"I wouldn't dream of it." She smiled and tucked her hair behind her ears.
He narrowed his eyes, "we'll see," he chuckled and it felt like electricity between them.
" So you took his fang for having a snack?"
"Unfortunately, with the state of human vampire affairs in this contemporary nightmare I cannot allow it. The law forbids it and I am loathed to pay the fines."
"I see," she knit her brow, and Eric resisted the urge to mussed her hair.
"So we can only feed on the willing in the privacy of your office?" She practically curled herself around his finger.
"Yes, and for the first while only under my supervision. We don't need anymore blood shed after tonight."
"Isn't that sort of the point?" She asked, exasperated.
"The point is to survive. That's all." (song?)
"That's all?" Her voice was a rattle and a rasp. She cleared her throat but he heard her all the same.
.
He laughed then and it was a robust jovial sound. It seemed to soothe Jessica and she made herself comfortable on the couch.
"You will learn in time." He cupped her chin and looked into her eyes.
She blinked slowly and the air went out of the room. "I thought you couldn't glamour other vampires."
"We can't," he smirked and she could smell his cologne and it made her fangs pop out.
"Mmm," the sound rumbled in his chest. "Aren't yours beautiful?" He dragged the back of his middle finger along the length of her canines and it sank a brick into the bottom of her stomach.
"Come now little one." She pulled away.
She hated how he saw her as a child. "And a hundred years ago would I be considered a child? No!" She screamed. "I would already be married and have children of my own.
"Yet you will bear no children in this life and now is not then."
"No shit, thanks."
"Now Jessica, that is no way for a lady to behave."
"I am no longer a lady." She wiggled her hips and the sensual way she moved did not escape his notice.
"That may be so, but when you are under my protection, you will do as I bid."
"Alas!" She sighed and pretended to faint.
"Are you mocking me?" He raised his brow and it made her mouth water.
"What if I am?" She peeked at him from behind a curtain of her hair.
He clicked his tongue in disapproval, "you will learn your place before I am done with you."
She gasped, "what light through yonder window break?" She looked to the horizon, "it is the east and Juliet is the sun!" She practically bounced off the walls.
"Jessica!" He yelled, that's enough. He put up his hand to show he was serious.
She stopped and he thanked her. "Good, now lets go home."
She smiled at the way he said 'lets' and skipped behind him as they walked through the bar.
Only a few die hard drunks where left. It was well past last call and the staff looked unenthused.
"Busy night?" Jessica quipped.
"Would you like the closing shift?" He asked in rebuttal.
"It's nearly dawn! She complained.
"Exactly," he lead her to the front door by her elbow. He guided her movements so naturally she found it almost relaxing.
He used his left arm to push through the padded door and stepped out in front of Jessica in reaction to the scene before them.
"Jessica, look at me." he commanded but it was too late.
Jessica's jaw dropped in shock and horror.
A man stood past the curb and ripped his intestines from the marred hole in his abdomen. He had pulled the linked casing such a length that he began to trip over his entrails.
Eric cradled her head to his chest and stroked her hair to comfort them both. "Eric, please make it stop." She begged breathless in his embrace.
Please review !