"It's different, very different, I don't know why." He jumped out of bed and left the room, the door closing behind him.

The Underground Chapter Two

I stared at the door as my chest rose and fell with each breath. I wanted to run after him and make him continue so I could explore it to the euphoric end. I banged my head against the firm mattress and curled up on my side. Well, that was unexpected.

I know he felt it too. Was it as intense as it was for me? Did he like it? Did he want more like I did? Or did he hate me more now?

After that arousal was gone, I now felt the effects of the blood loss. I felt like I was going to pass out and sleepy at the same time with a tightness in my chest that I guessed was my heart trying to pump my blood. Again, I want it again. If it felt like that each time, then I want it everyday.

An hour passed. Then two. Where did he go? Was he coming back? Feeling better now, I got out of bed and walked to the door. I know he'd be mad if I left the room, but he didn't tell me to stay inside either and I was hungry. I had to pee too. I reached for the door knob still thinking when it opened. I stumbled backwards as he came in and slammed the door behind him with a dark expression on his face. Oh no.

"I wasn't-"

"You need to eat." He almost growled. After a beat, I nodded. He lifted his arm and that's when I saw the bag in his hand. With slightly trembling hands I took it and sat on the bench at the end of the bed. He still stood there, watching me as I untied the bag and took out the box and water bottle. Inside was a steak sliced up and slightly charred on the outside with potato wedges and creamed spinach.

"Mmm. It's good." I said after a bite. I had this once or twice before on the rare occasions mom and I would eat out. It was fantastic. Potato wedges, however,

"Eat the potatoes too." He said as he sat in front of me and opened the water bottle.

"I don't...really like them that way." I admitted. I didn't want to say it after he had gone and got me dinner.

"Then I won't get them again." He said as I opened a packet of ketchup and covered the wedges in it. It was bearable when they were drwoned in ketchup. I chewed on one when he passed me the water then washed it down.

"You have needs." He continued as I ate. "I'll try to provide what you need." If I ate all this, would he feed from me again? I hoped so.

"T-thank you." He turned away and focused on the wall in front of him. I knew he wanted to keep me but I wasn't sure how long it could stay this way. I did know I didn't feel like running away anymore.

He stayed like that until I finished eating. Though I ate fast, he had stared at the wall for a long time. Then I heard a cellphone vibrate but it wasn't mine, mine was in my room. He pulled his touchscreen phone out of the pocket of his gray peacoat.

"He-" Immediately someone was yelling at him, they were loud enough that I could hear. It was a female that sounded a bit like him. Their voice had the similar 'perfectness' of it and I wondered who she was. Then the screaming stopped.

"She's fine Carlisle." He said more tensely, before he was just annoyed.

"I won't listen to another of your lectures! Not this time!" He screamed, getting up.

"You don't understand-"

"I'm not taking her back, not now. Not ever." Then he laughed once and smirked.

"Catch me if you can." He threw the phone into the waste basket.

"That was your family?"

"Yeah. We have to go," He took the take-out box out of my hand and threw it out while I shoved the rest of the wedge into my mouth and screwed the cap onto the bottle.

"Wait-" I said as he took my hand and pulled me out of the room.

"Your family's coming after you?"

"Yes, and they won't stop until they find you and punish me." He said angrily and pushed through the front door.

We started running through the trees, the twigs and rocks stabbing at the arches of my feet. My flats were not made for running in this terrain. It didn't take long for me to become breathless, trying to keep up with him, and for the cold to seep into my bones making my skin burn and teeth clatter. It was dark, but it didn't seem to be a problem for him while I tried to avoid tripping. When I saw the main house I realized this was a shortcut. I stepped towards it but he pulled me to the car.

"Aren't we checking out?"

"No. It's better if she doesn't see me. When they get here, they'll know I left." He opened the driver's door and rushed me inside.

"Here," He drapped his jacket over me, closing the car door behind him.

"Are they...going to hurt you if they find you?" I asked.

"Possibly. Or kill me." I froze in fear.

"I don't want that to happen."

"Don't you?" He said as he pulled out of the driveway.

"No. I don't." He turned to look at me with an odd expression then huffed out a laugh. We sped down the road and back onto the highway that flanked us with a thick tree line. I turned to look through the back window as if I expected his family to be in a car behind us.

"You should put as much distance as you can between us. Why would they kill you?"

"Because they're vegetarians, they only feed on animals. I used to be that but recently changed my mind because of your scent. Not that this is the first time."

"There was someone else?"

"Other victims, yes. But they were lewd bastards that roamed the streets. I attacked them because no one would miss them." He said with a shrug. "The experience wasn't the same. I don't understand why it felt that way with you. I felt nothing with them." That made me happy.

"But does it matter? Isn't human flood the right source of food?" I asked.

"It's a matter of preference and they don't believe it's morally right to feed off of you. They don't want me to kill you, but I have no intention of doing that. Plus, they have to bring you back before it's late to reverse what I did."

"Charlie." I said. He nodded.

"It won't be long before he puts two and two together and a witch hunt for me." He said. I tried to picture what Charlie would do and saw him leading the entire town to look for me, his family in trouble.

"It won't be pretty, and my family will be in huge trouble." He continued. He sighed heavily. "I feel bad. I hope they can leave and live peacefully."

"Yeah," I said. I wished Charlie would give up and wouldn't feel bad. That he and my mother would be okay too. I pulled the collar of the jacket up and shivered into it. He glanced at me.

"We need to get you some clothes. You're so high maintainence."

"Am not. I'm human. Don't you feel cold?"

"No."

"At all?"

"No." Fascinating. To not feel cold at this temperature? He was fast and strong ontop of that.

"What else makes you different from humans?"

"Besides only needing blood to live, I'm faster, stronger, I don't get sick, I can still die but I'm nowhere near as vulnerable as you."

"Like, by a stake?"

"No. Being torn to shreds by a vampire or werewolf then those pieces burned to ashes so I can't be put back together." I recoiled from inside my skin.

"I can read minds, but don't worry. I can't read yours." He added. "I have to cover our tracks somehow or they'll sniff us out. And I don't want any competition." He swerved to the left, half of the highway going north, and continued south.

How's the pacing so far? The chapters may seem short at 1,500 words so I'm going to try real hard to update regularly. Thanks for reading!