A/N: Hey guys, sorry this update took so long, Liyorah and I both had exams – she, her finals and I, my midyears – so we took two weeks off. Just a warning for this chapter, it contains GRAHPIC content, not in a sexual sense, but a family is murdered. If that's not something you want to read then don't read it! But, other than that, enjoy!
Chapter Five
As I had left the businessman's car too far away for me to pick up, I had to steal another one. Not that I minded stealing a car, it just meant that I would have to leave Victoria at the cabin for a little while longer while I went to find one. I should have given her a higher dosage of sleeping pills.
Despite her fear when I'd forced her to take the drugs - there was no sweeter sound than that of a human heart rate accelerated with terror - I hadn't given her a very high dosage and she wouldn't be deeply out for very long. She wouldn't be able to articulate anything for at least four hours and she would be uncoordinated for that same length of time. Driving at my speed, she would still be helpless when we got to the house I'd scouted out early last week. It was an isolated house which backed onto a heavily wooded area, the family had been in the newspaper a few weeks ago after the three year old girl left the back sliding door open and a bear had got in.
The father was a local park ranger and his wife was a stay at home mother for their six children. The children ranged in age from ten months to sixteen years and I would admit that I was looking forward to killing the entire family. I did like a good family reunion.
It was also convenient for me because, since the house was so isolated, it would be weeks before anyone noticed they were missing. I had also managed to get my hands on credit card and license details of the father and had put in for four weeks leave under his name and had it approved. I would begin Victoria's breaking-in process at the house and, when the four weeks was up, I would leave with her and find somewhere else to stay. It was all so very easy.
The dark grey BMW sedan was doing 150mph quite happily and I was tempted to see if it could do 200mph without complaint. Victoria was sitting slumped in the passenger seat against her seatbelt. She had opened her eyes about an hour ago when I'd flagged down the BMW and told the driver that my girlfriend had fainted and I needed to get her to hospital. Once I'd been in the car disposing of the driver had been very simple - I hadn't realised just how thirsty I was until I had blood sliding down my throat.
I reached over to gently pat Victoria's thigh, as I'd been doing at fairly regular intervals.
"Not much longer now, pet" I crooned and she looked up at me with blank eyes. I knew she could understand me, but she would too drugged to respond. "We'll be home soon, then maybe we can give mummy and daddy a call? Should we, pet? Just to let this know that master's taking good care of you?"
She made an incoherent sound and I chuckled darkly "I think it's a good idea to pet, I'm so glad you agree"
I'd tried to find a good radio station, but the human who had previously owned this car had no taste, and I'd ended up ripping the thing out in frustration. I'd then thrown it out the window.
I reached out for Victoria's thigh again. This time, instead of just patting her, I slid my fingers up her leg and under her skirt. She made as if to try and shift, to get away from my fingers and I laughed softly.
"Alright, pet" I said, putting my hands back on the steering wheel "I will accommodate your request, just this once"
She made an inarticulate slurring noise and I chuckled.
"I'm sorry, pet? What did you say?"
She ground her teeth but didn't try to speak again and I pushed the accelerator harder. The BMW started to complain and, hissing in annoyance, I reduced my speed. I was going to have to get my hands on a Lexus again soon. I'd never driven a Lexus that couldn't handle driving at my preferred speed.
The house loomed ahead. It was quite a nice house, actually. The soon-to-be deceased park ranger and his family must have a bit of money stashed up somewhere. I had credit card details, they would probably have bank account details somewhere in there and I was running short on funds. Really, it was very kind of them to give me the use of their house, their money, their clothes, their blood...
I sighed in pleasure and then took a deep breath in. All those different scents: woodsmoke, moss, cream, strawberries, honey, lilac, roses, blueberries...
Who knew blood could smell so good?
"I'll be back for you shortly, sweetheart" I said to Victoria, kissing her on the cheek and getting out of the car. I locked the doors, more as a psychological thing than anything else, I could have left all the doors wide open and she still wouldn't have been going anywhere. I loved sleeping pills.
I strolled casually up the driveway to the house and glanced in the window. I could see the two oldest children - a sixteen year old girl and her twelve year old sister - sitting on a couch in the living room; they appeared to be reading a magazine of some description. As I watched the oldest one put an arm around her sister's shoulders and squeezed her close to her side. I felt anger, hot, sick anger, assault my stomach.
You're nothing but a worthless bastard, James!
I shook my head to clear it. They were dead, they were all dead! All of them! And ghosts didn't exist.
I jumped, catching a second story windowsill and pushed up the window and slipped into the house. I took in my surroundings. A bright yellow crib with a mobile hanging over it, revolving slowly, was the first thing that caught my attention. I padded silently over and looked down at the tiny, sleeping ten month old baby. I judged it to be a boy by the colour of his pyjamas and the blue blanket over him. I reached down and snapped his little neck without even waking him.
I strolled out of the room, across the hallway and into the next bedroom. There were two beds in this one, no doubt belonging to the six year old identical twin girls I'd seen when I scouted the house earlier. As it was just on midday, they were downstairs somewhere, I could hear them talking about something they called 'Barbie'. I decided that one must have to be a human or a six year old girl to understand what 'Barbie' meant.
I moved soundlessly downstairs and slunk into the living room where the sixteen year old girl and her twelve year old sister were. I stood in the doorway and waited for them to notice me. Feeling my eyes on her, the older girl looked up, and jumped badly.
"Oh! God, you scared me!" she gasped and then she looked closely at me "I didn't know mom and dad were having anybody over today"
I grinned, flashing my teeth at her "They're not"
I sprang at her too fast for the human eye to see and brought her down. Her little sister screamed and fled from the living room "Mom! Dad!"
I jumped her as she stumbled into the dining room, still screaming. Her two six year old sisters and a seven year old brother - along with her parents who had stood up to come and see what all the shouting was about - saw me do it.
Pandemonium would have been a nice way to describe what happened.
The two little girls and their brother screamed and stumbled away. The father swore and the mother yelled "No! Helen!"
The father knocked his wife back "Get the kids outside! Go! Go!"
I laughed and stalked towards the human male in a half-crouch. He smelled rather appetizing, perhaps I would drink him before I brought Victoria in. Judging by her attitude I was going to have to punish her soon and, as the risk of breaking her fragile human skin would be high, it might be a good idea if my thirst was completely...
There was the sound of a shot exploding and I felt the tickle of steel against my skin as the bullet ricocheted off my chest, leaving a neat little hole through my jacket. The human male had shot at me! I gave him this, he was clever. I would have to work on not getting distracted so easily in the future. Not that a human could hurt me...
I was doing it again.
The man screamed and threw the gun aside and went to run out the back door after his family. I caught him just as he reached the glass. His eyes were wide and terrified and I lifted him by the throat and gave him another flash of teeth.
"I'm going to kill you" I told him "And then I'm going to kill your family and set fire to the bodies and scatter the ashes. Once I've killed you, I'm going to drink you because you smell so good and I need to make sure I don't accidently kill my pet when I bring her in here"
I snapped his neck in two and threw him to the ground and ran out after the rest of his family. Their screams carried around the silent woods and, hopefully to the car where my lovely Victoria was. I was thankful that they'd run out the back door, away from where I'd left the car with Victoria in it. I didn't want to kill anyone in front of her... well, not yet at least.
After setting fire to the bodies of the wife and five children I went back to the house and drank the man's cooling blood before I set him and his baby son on fire too.
Burn! Burn in hell, James! Here! Let me give you a taste of your coming eternity!
I growled softly as dead voices rang in my ears, taunting softly and stalked out to the car where Victoria was. I was glad she was here, I could use some entertainment.
Sure enough, the screams had carried to the car. Even in her semi-drugged state, Victoria was obviously panicking; pulling at the door handle and banging feebly on the windows. She cowered away for a moment when she saw me coming and then sat upright, trying to look brave. But even she couldn't mask the shaking as I approached. There were tear stains on her cheeks, she'd been crying. Damn! She'd been crying and I hadn't been here to see it!
I opened her door and she tried to push me back.
"No! No! Help!" her voice was still slightly slurred and I laughed at her pathetic attempts to fight me off and scooped her into my arms.
"It's alright now, pet. It's alright. Did you miss me that much? It's ok now, I won't leave you on your own ever again, alright? We'll always stay together. We'll do the same things, play the same games, go the same places... I'll even sleep in the same bed as you, alright? Just so you don't feel alone and get scared again"
She looked as if she was about to spit again but changed her mind when my fingers 'accidently' brushed across her ass.
"Good girl, pet" I congratulated, kissing her cheek again. Until she got used to me that would be her little 'reward', then we could move onto more pleasing things. Rewards, punishment, it was all part of breaking her. Eventually, her reward for finally submitting entirely to me, for breaking, would be death; but I had a while to go before that time.
I carried her in the door and upstairs to the room which had originally belonged to the parents. There I put her down on the bed. We had some talking to do.
"Now, Victoria" I said to her, watching her glare at me. She was still too heavily sedated to move very much, but she could push and kick; rather feebly, it was true, but it was still movement and I wanted her to lie still. "If you promise to lie still like a good little girl, then I won't tie you up, alright? If you insist on struggling I will have no choice but to reintroduce you to those cuffs you were in earlier, understood?"
She nodded her head, the lesson from earlier obviously still fresh in her mind.
"So, I went over the basic rules while we were in my little cabin, so I'll go over the specifics with you now. If there's anything you don't understand just shake your head and I'll explain it to you, alright?"
She nodded. I could see a defiant light glittering in her eyes and I wondered if this day was going to go out without me having to punish her.
"So, I told you about standards of dress, but we're going address that again. You see, as much as I like this little ensemble, I can't see very much of you. Now, we can do this one of two ways, pet. Either you take off your skirt and sweater, or I'll take it off for you. Which will it be?"
She remained stubbornly silent.
"This is the part where you have to talk to me" I explained patiently. "You were quite happy to talk to me when we met at the club and when I found you while you were out running"
"Fuck you!" she hissed at me and I raised an eyebrow.
"Well, pet, I'm shocked" I told her, deliberately misinterpreting her words. "If I'd known you wanted me so much I would have taken you at the cabin"
I unzipped my jacket and shrugged it off and she watched me in horror.
"No! Don't! I didn't mean..." she tried to wriggle away, panic in her eyes and I grabbed her ankle to stop her going anywhere.
"You asked me to do this" I pointed out crawling up onto the bed to straddle her and pulling off her sweater. She squirmed and thrashed and I laughed softly. I wouldn't actually take her now, this was just for fun. I wanted her to do something for me and this seemed like a good way to get it done.
"No! No! Get off me!" she really was quite squirmy and I unhooked the bra from around her and she made as if to cover herself up with her hands. The sedatives were obviously wearing off rather fast, next time I drugged her, it would be a larger dose.
"Beg" I told her, flashing my teeth at her. "Beg and I promise not to take you"
"Damn you! Damn you!" she yelled at me and I sighed, as if disappointed. I was actually finding her struggles highly arousing and the loud wet sound of her heartbeat, accelerated in terror, was tremendously appealing.
I made quite a show of sliding her skirt and panties down her legs before unzipping my jeans and letting myself spring free.
"Goodness," I said conversationally, while she fought desperately against my unwanted advances. "Even I didn't realize how much I liked you, pet"
She looked up at me desperately and then whispered one word "Please"
"Please?" I repeated, pretending to be confused "Please what, pet?"
"Please..." she seemed to be struggling with it. It would be humiliating for her. Good. It was supposed to be.
"Please...?" I coaxed and she looked up and whispered "Please don't"
"Of course, pet" I said, getting off her and tucking myself back into my jeans. I picked up my jacket up off the floor and put it back on and turned to face her again. She'd curled up tightly in a ball on the bed and I smiled at her and sat down at her side, running my fingers through her hair.
"Say 'Thank you for respecting my wishes, James'" I ordered and she repeated it back to me in a terrified whisper, the fright of the experience obviously still fresh in her mind.
I ran my fingers through her hair and said "Now, before desire got the better of you, my darling, where were we? Oh yes! I remember. Standards of dress. Now, I quite like you like this, pet, but, if you're a little uncomfortable, I understand completely, there are some clothes in the bags I brought. If you want them tell me now.
"I would like them" she said in a flat expressionless voice and I smiled "Of course. I'll just go and get them"
I was half way out the bedroom door when I called back "Oh, and, Victoria. If you try and run away I will drag you back and we might skip the first three stages of punishment and I'll play a little more creative game with you, understand?"
She nodded, real terror in her eyes and I ran downstairs at my normal speed, out to the car and I grabbed the bags from the backseat before I ran back inside. It probably took all of one second before I was back upstairs with Victoria. She was still curled up in a little ball, the sight would have broken my heart... if I had a heart. As it was, it had stopped beating a long time ago, centuries ago.
Useless boy!
I had no heart, everyone in my life even before my transformation had made sure of that.
I put the bag down on the floor beside the bed and sat down next to her again.
A/N: What did you think guys? I'm beginning to think that nobody likes James' side of the story because I've only got one review. I don't mean to beg, but if nobody likes it then I'll stop writing it, tell me what you think in a review. PLEASE!