I stared at the door to them room where the vampire was kept, clutching the box in my arms. It was 1am; the scientist left about half an hour ago so all I had to do was walk into the room. But what if the vampire gets loose? What if he's really thirsty? What if he's mad that I ran away the last time I saw him?
I started to have my doubts about going in; but then I remembered why I was here. They were hurting it. They were starving it. That's not right. That's horrible, even to do to a vampire. It's still horrible. I held my breath and slowly opened the door.
"I was wondering when you would come in. I could smell you standing out there." The vampire said staring at me. I gasped when I saw how dark his eyes were. They were black. I started to turn to run away again but I stopped myself. I had to stay. I had to help. I forced my body to start moving towards the vampire.
"H- hell- hello…" I choked out my greeting. I felt so stupid. I need to calm down.
"I didn't think I would see you again." The vampire said. "I'm surprise." He didn't look surprised. He actually looked… bored.
"I- I'm sorry… I… Didn't mean to… to run off… like that… Mr…."
"Marcus." The vampire said. "My name is Marcus. And you are?"
"Bella. Bella Swan." I answered. Moron! Don't give him your name!
"Well Bella Swan. You are a very stupid little girl."
"What?" I stared at him dumbfounded.
"You know there is a vampire here that can kill you and dangerous men here that can hurt and yet you still come back here." Marcus explained matter-a-factly.
He's right. I am stupid. I placed the box down next to my feet and examined the chains. They looked strong enough to keep him down. And if he tries to break them he'll burn to death. There is no way he can hurt me.
"What's that?" Marcus suddenly asked, eyeing the box next to my feet.
"They don't give you blood do they? They are trying to control you with that aren't they?" I asked, trying to keep my cool.
Marcus just stared at me for a minute as if trying to read my mind. "No they don't. So what?"
"I want to help."
Marcus eyed me suspiciously. "Why?" he demanded. "Why would you help a vampire?"
"Because what they are doing to you is wrong. It doesn't matter if you're a human or a vampire. It's still wrong. So I want to help." That was the only explanation I had. All he had to do was trust it.
"And how do you think you can help me?" he asked, still seeming to be suspicious of me.
"I'm going to feed you." I answered. I opened the box and pulled out a little black rabbit. It squirmed in my arms, trying to get loose.
Marcus stared at the rabbit, then at me, then at the rabbit again. I held the rabbit close to my chest. I could feel its heart beat beating in my hand. The poor little rabbit didn't know what was coming.
"This is all I'm capable of bring." I said looking at the rabbit. I was afraid that Marcus wouldn't want the rabbit. Then what could I give him? I couldn't bring anything else. Anything else would make noise and let people know I was in the house.
"Hold it out." Marcus suddenly said.
I held the rabbit out to him, making sure not to get too close. Marcus leaned over and bit into the rabbit's stomach. The rabbit squirmed violently; I had to tighten my grip on its legs. Soon the rabbit stopped squirming and Marcus moved away from the rabbit, blood dripping down his chin. The feeling of light headiness swept over me. I bent down, holding my nose.
"What? You can't stand the sight of blood?" Marcus asked, his voice almost mocking.
"No!" I said defensively, getting back to my feet. "I just can't stand the smell."
"Smell? Humans can't smell blood." Marcus said.
"Well I can and it smells yucky." I said, stomping my foot.
The corner of Marcus's mouth looked like it turned up a bit, but if it did it was gone in a flash.
"I believe you should leave. It's getting later and I believe you humans have to sleep at this time." Marcus said.
He was right. "Ok." I said. "I'll bring you another rabbit tomorrow night."
Marcus stared at me. "You're coming back?"
"Yes. Someone needs to give you blood." I answered, picking up the box that now held the dead rabbit.
Marcus just stared at me for what felt like hours. "Alright." He finally said. "But before you leave come wipe the blood off my face. If there is blood on my face the scientist will know that I was able to get blood and will stay around to make sure I didn't do it again, which will make it impossible for you to bring another rabbit."
I felt my body stiffen. I didn't want to get that close to his mouth. That close to his teeth. But what he said was true. If I left any evidence that I was there not only would I be putting myself in danger but Marcus as well.
"Don't worry." Marcus reassured me. "I promise that I won't bite you. I need you alive now."
I sucked in some air and walked closer to Marcus. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a piece of tissue and slowly wiped the blood off his face, holding my nose shut. When I finished wiping off the blood I tossed the tissue into the box with the rabbit.
"Okay." I said, letting out my breath. I picked up the box and took one last look at Marcus. "I'll see you tomorrow night."
"Good night Bella Swan."