Saya laid in bed for hours and had yet to sleep. She rest there on the bed, eyes closed, and lights turned off. Questions racing through her mind;
Do I love him?
Did he hurt me that night?
Should I keep taking the pills?
Is he trying to kill me?
What doesn't he want me to remember?
Why did he make me drink his blood?
Do I really need blood?
What is this thirst?
Why do I feel our love is not right?
So many questions and very few with answers and most Carl related. She turned over on her side. The bed was comfortable and cushioned her body perfectly. But her mind just wasn't comforted by any physical sensation.
Damn insomnia!
She blamed the pills. She looked over at clock, it was past noon. Her mind was restless. She forced herself up from the bed and to the windows. She opened the curtains and stretched her arms. Slate and yellow light touching her skin and hair.
Maybe I am just anxious that I get to see my daughter. How wonderful! Both mine and Carl's daughter...
She blushed as somewhat erotic thoughts passed through her mind. Her and Carl together with nothing but obsession and love in mind. Filled with passion, lust, and bodily thrills only obtained by lovemaking. And occasionally, when lovers' bodies become one, and conceive a child.
How blissful.
She shut her eyes and smiled. She placed her hands on her womb. Just for a moment she could feel a memory physically attaching itself to her. The feeling of child-bearing was indeed solacing and blissful. Until this emotionally painful one perturbed her mind and her eyes quivered.
"Relax Saya, accept me and I promise you'll enjoy yourself..." rough, lustful lips against her own, caressing any part of her in a sadistic manner. She screamed, punching and kicking and trembling.
"N-..." he's muffling her cries.
"No..." Saya whimpered, bending her knees and falling to the ground. Sore stinging sensations paining her body, bruises.
She's been hurt terribly and crying. A dark figure getting dressed and laughing at her distress. His cape and mask yet to placed on him so he kisses her and then finished dressing himself. He's in no hurry. He wants more of her and her body was tempting. However, he had finished his job. He could stay no longer and enjoy her for hours more. However, now, she was his and only his...Forever.
"I enjoyed this little liaison; we should do this again sometime. Farewell my sweet, until we will dance again,"
"Who, who was that?" Saya asked. Her body fatigued and she collapsed onto the ground. Finally falling into a dreamless slumber.