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One thing Lucy learned during her time trapped in Midnight's hotel room, stuck in bed because he wouldn't allow her to do anything else, was that being a captive was incredibly boring.
By what she estimated was day five after being kidnapped, she had more or less adjusted to Midnight's nocturnal schedule. She slept during the days and lay awake at night, forcing her mind to stay completely blank because she refused to think about her situation. During those times, she spent most of it tightly bound and loosely gagged.
For all his insistence at keeping her in the hotel room against her will to 'be by his side,' Midnight wasn't there all that often.
On top of never being around except when he had to avoid the sun, she found Midnight wasn't exactly a talkative character even when he was present. She could have easily predicted that because with the exception of him taking her to dinner that one Thursday night, he never really said anything he didn't absolutely have to unless the conversation was initiated.
Unfortunately for her boredom, Lucy had no interest in talking to him willingly.
It had occurred to her once to ask for a book or at least something to do in bed when he was gone and she wasn't petrified by his presence, but she soon after realized that there was no way to read a book or do a crossword puzzle when her hands were tied behind her back. Because he was always awake before she was, she often woke up in a very uncomfortable position on her stomach, already restrained, and he was gone. She never asked what he went out to do every night; she already had a rough idea since he hadn't fed on her since before she'd been kidnapped and she'd learned her lesson after seeing his torn, bloody clothes.
She wasn't going to ask a question she didn't want the answer to.
That evening—or morning, really, since the sun was just peeking through the curtains dimly—when Midnight came into the hotel room and went through the routine of untying her and putting the restraints on his nightstand, he actually spoke to her of his own volition.
"They've organized a search party for you," he said neutrally as he laid down on the bed, his arms folded behind his head. His eyes were closed and he looked totally relaxed, but Lucy didn't let his calmness about the situation affect her.
She felt a spurt of hope and joy all at once. Her friends were going to find her! She was going to be free of him forever and they would save her and he would be gone forever; someone would tie him up and leave him out in the sun and-
"We're leaving tomorrow."
Everything came screeching to a halt and she stared at him blankly.
"Leaving…Magnolia?" She knew what he meant, but she didn't want him to mean what he'd meant.
"Fiore. We'll be headed to Seven."
Lucy swallowed her protest in order to find get more answers. "Why Seven?"
"I have a house there."
His responses left much to be desired, but Lucy knew by now that he preferred to keep his cards close to his chest. From his short, single-sentence answers she knew she wouldn't get anything more out of him, but anger was bubbling up within her at the fact that they were going so far away from her home and that she was being forced to do something she'd never had the inclination to do.
"So I'm just supposed to disappear forever and let my friends worry and think I've been killed or something?" she demanded angrily. Even though she was afraid of him, carefully concealing that made her feel like she had somewhat equal footing—she wasn't fooling anybody, but it was necessary for her sanity.
"Your death has been arranged." Her breath caught in her throat. Why take her all the way to Seven just to kill her?
She voiced this and he sighed.
"Don't be dull. I have no intentions of killing you any time soon."
She snapped, voicing the question that he hadn't given a decent answer to yet. "Then why are you doing this?"
He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, making eye contact with her for the first time since he'd come back.
"It suits me." It was a simple response that only infuriated her further, but out of self-preservation she tried to keep her tone relatively even.
"You're kidnapping a random girl and going to all the time to take her to Seven, to your home, because it suits you?"
He muttered something inaudibly, but there was a clear tone of exasperation.
"What?"
Midnight sat up and looked directly at her and Lucy found that she couldn't maintain eye contact when he was so frighteningly irritated. "When we were at the restaurant and you asked what it was like to be a vampire, what did I tell you?"
Thankfully, he didn't sound as irritated as he looked, but Lucy couldn't respond.
It didn't seem like he really expected her to when he went on, "Let me remind you: I can do whatever I want whenever I want. If I want to take you with me to Seven, I have every right to."
In her indignation, she glared at him. "Right? What right do you have to ruining my life?"
Midnight rolled his eyes at her question and didn't deign it worthy of an answer, laying back and closing his eyes with finality. "Go to sleep."
"No!" she snapped, turning away from him gesturing wildly. "All I do is sit in bed and sleep! I'm not tired and I'm not sick! There must be something else do to that won't drive me crazy with boredom! A book! TV! Something to-"
She paused in her rant when she felt him looking at her intently. Dropping her hands to cross them over her chest protectively, she looked at him questioningly.
"What?" she asked, hiding her fear with the coldness in her tone. She really didn't like the way he was looking at her.
"I suppose you are healthy again," he murmured as he sat up. When his eyes met hers, she knew what was going to happen. He was hungry.
"N-no, not that healthy!" she replied, crawling backwards away from him and ready to make a run for it.
"I think you are," he said with a lustful smirk. "It has been a while, after all. And lunch wasn't all that satisfying…"
In a rather daring move of defiance given the situation, Lucy screamed at the top of her lungs and shot off the bed, making a mad dash for the door. She'd noticed he never bolted it, so she might have a chance-
The thought was quickly rectified when she was violently slammed into the nearest wall after a mere five steps. Winded from the impact, all the air in her lungs escaped her and her cry for help was cut short. Before she could catch her breath to scream again, his hand was forcefully clamped over her lips.
Looming over her, Midnight gave her a threatening glare.
"I thought you'd started understanding why I take the time to go so far as to gag you and learned from it," he said lowly, disapprovingly. "You might have even started earning some freedom, but clearly you're not catching on."
The look in his eyes, although terrifying, was almost mesmerizing in its intensity and despite her fear she could not look away.
"Let me make a few things clear, since you obviously need your situation spelled out for you," he went on, his voice a dangerous whisper. "I have been very lenient with you from day one; you should not be alive right now and whether you live or die is solely at my discretion, so if you want to stay alive you should start making it a point to be worth my time."
The fear was starting to dissipate; her life was already beginning to lose its value. If this was going to be how she lived, the threat of death was quickly turning into an out for a terrible situation.
"And I realize that if you become unhappy enough, death may not seem so terrible anymore. What you don't seem to understand is that I don't have to kill you. Leaving Magnolia may make your friends less accessible, but you do know there are plenty of people in the world who can suffer terribly because of your misbehavior?"
Her eyes widened disbelievingly.
"Did you know there are vampires who only feed on children?" he hissed. "And I don't mean fourteen and fifteen year olds; I'm talking about five and six years old, even younger. Their blood is very pure, you know, and it's not exactly an acquired taste. Most consider it a delicacy, in fact, but even vampires have morals and children that young are usually ignored. If you continued to disobey me after we leave Magnolia, I will gladly indulge in that delicacy every single time you defy me."
Lucy felt like she was going to vomit. He was absolutely demented and she didn't doubt he would follow through on his threats. Hopelessness crushed her heart like an iron weight.
He seemed to sense the shift within her. "Of course, that can be avoided and you won't have the blood of children on your hands. There are three simple rules to follow and they are not difficult to manage. One: you will not try to escape."
She swallowed the lump in her throat with great difficulty and helpless tears gathered in her eyes.
"Two: You will not harm yourself in any way."
The tears trickled down her cheeks.
"Three: You will always obey me without question."
Her choked sob was muffled by his hand.
"I understand you are not perfect, but these rules are simple and irrefutable. Is defying me unsuccessfully—because you will always fail—worth a child's life? That is the question you need to ask yourself."
She was crying helplessly by now, sagging into the wall in defeat.
"I think you are beginning to understand now…"
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