In Blood

I was finally here. I don't know how long I had been standing starring at the door, but I knew he sensed my presence though he did not open the door. It was raining, large drops of water came crashing down the wind blew ferociously howling as it battled it out with the rain droplets that pieced into my skin like little shards of glass. I was cold, Goosebumps covered my exposed skin, I was drenched, the while chiffon dress I had worn for my birthday outing is now practically see through and acting as a second skin as it clung to my body hugging it uncomfortably and yes, it is my birthday the big twenty-two. You might be wondering what am I doing here, standing outside in the pouring rain on my birthday, why am I standing outside his door why would I spend my birthday like this and they were the exact questions running though my head but they weren't. I was actively aware of my surrounding and actions yet my mind was blank and clean canvas with no immoral questions or doubt. I raised my goose bump covered hand, the rock on my engagement finger glistened in the light reminding me of my future, my present and everything I held dear to my heart yet without hesitation I knocked on the door. I stared at the door, willing it to hurry up and open the wait was had my mind in a whirlwind causing up an internal storm and I was ready to bolt but that all stopped. Everything stopped, coming to halt even my breath hitched at the sight of him, he opened the door fully looking at me with dark stormy eyes. My breath was caught in my throat and I was suffering from severe cotton mouth, my heart thumped in my chest vigorously as it continued to beat irregularly. He watched, his stormy grey eyes bored into me, they were darker than usual almost black, his pupils dilated fully as he watched, a predator watching his prey. He drank in my appearance doing nothing to be discreet, my eyes were glued to his face. "Gen," he whispered, his voice coming out hoarse. He stepped forward to grab a hold of my and pull me out of the rain into his house, I not so gracefully stumbled forward into his body of steel. His hands fisted into the wet mess I called my hair. His nose trailed down the side of my face starting at my hairline along my cheekbone down to my jaw where he stopped momentarily where he placed a feather touch kiss I almost didn't feel it, his lips didn't linger and continued to move on swiftly down my neck pausing at the base he didn't hesitate as placed several kisses, his lips lingered before moving on moving back up my neck where he stopped just under my jaw. I leaned back giving him better access, he had stopped on the spot, his favourite spot he latched his lips onto his spot kissing and teasingly biting. I closed my eyes loving the feel, on being in his arms, loving what he was doing, a moan left my lips as my hand went up to grab a hold of him by his shirt as I clung to him. "Gen," he murmured against me as he nuzzled his nose to his spot, his voice husky. "What are you doing here?" I leaned my head back looking up at him, taking in him in. I don't know why I was here, I just was. I wasn't drunk well not that drunk, I was enough not to be driving legally though that didn't stop me but that couldn't be an excuse I was here fully aware of my actions and tomorrow I was going to remember everything but the question remained. What was I doing here? I was out with the girls celebrating my last birthday as a single woman and now here I am far away from home at his house, in the middle of the night. I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out, instead I ended up looking like an out of water goldfish. "Don't answer that," he murmured with his face buried in the crook of my neck. I closed my mouth remaining silence. He began placing small feather touch kisses along my jaw and around my mouth before planting his lips against mine. It didn't take me long I had melted at the kiss, I kissed him back it was hot, furious and desperate. I clung on to him like my life depended on it and it was beginning to feel like that. His lips left mine, before latching them onto my skin sucking and kissing my skin along my jaw and to his favourite spot. His teeth teasingly grazed my skin before nipping at it softly and sucking. He sure was going to leave a love bite the way he was going, he bit down harder on which caused an involuntary gasp to leave my mouth. "Theo," I let out a throaty moan letting my eyes roll backwards at the pleasure he was causing me. He lifted me up off the ground, instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist. I pressed my lips onto the crook of his neck as he carried me to his bedroom, my teeth nipped at his skin lightly over and over again ensuring I left a mark on him. He placed me on my back, as he hovered over me, leaning on the bed. I wrapped my arms around his neck holding him close. His eyes had changed. His iris had expanded covering the white of his eyes, they were a dark story grey almost black, his inner eyes dark crimson. My heart stuttered skipping beats as my breath hitched in my throat, this was his, this is him. His true face and at that moment I realised what I was doing almost as if sensing what was going through my head his eyes changed back. "Gen," he whispered leaning in as he pressed he lips to the corner of my lips before moving along my jaw and down to his spot. I knew what he was about to do, he had done it many times and all those times he did it he made sure never to reveal his eyes to me, especially when he was about to do what he was about to do now. His gentle nipping at my skin got slightly rougher and desperate as his teeth grazed and bit into my skin. I felt his teeth against my skin elongate before piecing into me breaking the skin. I let out a whimper as his teeth sunk into me. I felt his told on me tighten, it wasn't like I was about to get up and leave. I don't know why I was here but deep down I knew this was the reason why but I wouldn't dare to admit it. I clung to his shirt as I balled my hand into a fist clenching my teeth together. I felt his teeth retract and his tongue licking around the wound causing me to shiver involuntarily. "Why don't you just enjoy it?" He asked. "It'd be more pleasurable for both of us." This could be a very pleasurable experience as many feeders tend to have but I refuse to let this be something of pleasure for me, because something told me once I go there, there would be no going back. I shook my head softly, the open wound hurt as I moved my head. Sighing he gave up, it was always the same conversation and always the same answer if ever I was stubborn it was about this. The only reason he didn't enjoy it was because he hated me being in pain. He licked the wound again before sinking his teeth into me once more. My fingers dug into his arms as he drank from me, I held firmly onto the pain, reminding me of everything that was never going to be, everything we were never going to be. He shifted me so now that I was straddling him, giving him much better access, he sat leaning against the head board as he fed off me, he drank greedily as if he had been depriving himself of much need nutrition that he needed to survive. My body was beginning to relax, as I let him drink from me, my eyes became heavy and keeping them open was becoming a burden which I happily gave into. I woke to find myself wrapped in sheets and entangled in extra limbs that did not belong to me. I rolled onto my side to face him, he was peacefully asleep. I'm glad he's still a sleep because last night's drinking had left its mark in the form of a raging headache. I closed my eyes in hopes the raging headache would calm down and it did. I lay in bed a little longer, taking in his sleeping form, he look better, much better than last night, he seemed healthier compared to what he looked like last night, the colour to his face had returned he wasn't so sickly looking especially for what he was he looked very sick which is near impossible to be. Even though he looked well now it was obvious he had seen better days. In all my time I had known him, even meeting after five years everything felt normal and at the same time like it was for the first time. I untangled myself form him and rolled over to the edge of the bed where I slipped out of bed. I moved too fast as I ended up with a head rush causing me to lose my balance but luckily I had Theo here who was out of bed and had me in his arms before my head greeted the corner of the bedside table. "What do you think you're doing?" He demanded taking me back into bed. "I need some Paracetamol." I said rubbing my head. "That's not going to cut it," he grumbled. "Your bodies weak, I took too much." He said guilty. "It's okay," I said brushing the subject off, I knew what he was going to say next. "I'll just get some more rest and I'll be fine." He frowned looking down at me, "you should still be asleep considering how much I took." I shrugged my shoulders, well apparently I wasn't sleeping and I felt fully rested. "Stay here, I'm going to get you some food." A soft laugh escaped from my mouth causing to pause and turn my way with an arched eyebrow. "You're going to cook?" I asked sceptical. He can't cook to save his life. He remain silent only to send a smirk my way before he headed out the bedroom. I pulled myself up leaning against headboard looking up towards the ceiling. A sigh left my body, one heavy and full of content and I was exactly that, it felt as I found my peace after a long time I let the feeling wash over me, I hadn't felt like this in a long time and I was going to relish in the moment. I could hear him moving things around in the kitchen, I got out of bed after a while, I was rested but still remain light headed, I wonder how much blood he had taken last night. I made my way to the kitchen to find his well defined muscular back facing me, even under the tee shirt I could see the curves and angles as he moved swiftly using the chopping board. I knew he sensed my presence but he continued chopping. I walked over remaining as silent as I could, placing my hand on his back. "Theo?" It came out a whisper, he visibly tensed under my hand before he relaxed. "What are you doing out of bed?" "I thought I'd come and check on you, make sure you don't burn down the kitchen." I said my tone light and teasing. "I got this." I leaned in resting my head against his back, wrapping my arm around his waist. "Hmm," I sighed, he tensed under the embrace. He is who he is, cold and distant and that didn't mean I was going to be any less affectionate even if that did leave me in pieces in the end. "Did you seriously learn how to cook?" He remain silent as he continued chopping. "Smells really good, can't wait to taste it." I added. "So tell me who was the reason you learnt to cook? Obviously it wasn't for yourself you don't care what you ate as long as you got your blood, so who's the girl? Is she a vampire or a human, is she some blood donor you fell for?" The thought of him falling for someone caused my stomach to turn in a very unpleasant manner, but who was I to care, I was in love with someone else and I getting married in less than two weeks so he could have and be with whoever he wanted. It doesn't matter but it did it mattered more than is should to an engaged woman, who was practically cheating on her fiancé but I could care less about that. This was, is complicated and I wasn't going to go home and pour my heart out to him, confess like a sinner in church. This was a onetime thing because once I left here this was the end of whatever this was between the two of us, it was a done deal he knew it and I knew it our paths were to never cross again and that saddened me, the thought of this being the last time I see him, crushed my heart, my breath hitched in my throat and I was struggling to breath before I knew it I was being shaken, my name being called my brain had registered it as some far off sound in the distance. My eyes became unfocused and I couldn't bring myself back no matter how much I tried and my breathing picked up coming out in short pants as if I had ran a mile. It's not slowing down, if anything, everything was picking up its pace moving far too fast for my liking. Then I felt it, a low gentle hum reaching out for me, calling me in a soothing manner, Gen it called my name and instinctively I reached out connecting with it, it engulfed me securely, calming my accelerated heart beat, I relaxed letting out a huff of air. I hadn't realised I closed my eyes when I opened them to find Theo gripping me by my shoulders, his eyes looked like they held the next storm in them they were dark and clouded. Unreadable. His face gave away nothing. He gave me a once over before he swept me into his arms and carried me out of the room and back into the bedroom. "Theo, I need to go to the bathroom," I told him before he could put me on the bed, he headed to the en-suite bathroom, on his right. "You're going to put me down and I am going to walk in there on my own." He reluctantly put me down and I went on my way locking the door behind me. I stood in front of the mirror pulling my dress down and washed my hands. I looked the same, my hair was a mess, my makeup a mess smudged under my eyes giving me panda eyes but there was something different the unrecognisable twinkle in my eyes that wasn't there before, they didn't look so lifeless as they once did. My neck however didn't reflect my eyes, they were covered in love bites some trailed down along my neck and down to my chest some resting in the valley of my breast while others were on my breast. Whoa, he's never done that before. His bathroom was the same, it was flawless it put our three bedroom home to shame. It had a walk in shower at the far end, a bathtub opposite the basin which had a large mirror which took up the entire wall and the toilet next to the basin. Spot lights twinkled above. It was made for couples but it was obvious that he was the only one here. The entire apartment was a piece of art and no doubt he had ridiculous amount of money, he was rich himself without his parents money to say they were rich would be an insult. This place no undoubtedly humble in comparison what he could have if he wanted to. I took the spare toothbrush out of the drawer and brushed my teeth then washed my face getting rid of the panda eyes best I could. My hair had dried in waves oh how I wished for a hair tie right now. "Gen?" He knocked on the door then turned at the handle, what was the point of knocking even if he was going to try and barge in? "Did you lock the door?" His tone accusing. "I'll be out in a bit," I assured him as I patted down the stray hair with wet hands, the rock on my finger twinkled in the spot light causing me to wince. I wasn't cheating, but from an outsiders view I was, the kissing and the love bites said otherwise. He used to be strictly business when it came to feeding but right now all the precautions were out the window and he wasn't being distance he had made something so painful and distant so intimate even if I refused to get any pleasure form the bite. "Gen," he growled from the other side as his fist landed on the door. I rushed to open it before he broke down the door. "Theo," I said taking a step back so I wasn't starring into his chest. His eyes dark and moves were calculated as he moved out the way letting me through and into the bedroom. "Food's on the bed," he said shadowing me. "How about we eat at the table?" I suggested heading out the bedroom. I don't know what was going through his head but he was planning something for sure. We sat at the table quietly eating, he played with his food more than anything else moving it around from one side to the other arranging it one than rearranging it. I, on the other hand was scoffing it down, it was really good. He paused to watch me feeling his eyes on me I looked up, swallowing my mouthful before I spoke. "What?" I asked. "The food's really good you know," I told him taking a sip of my water, I didn't trust him not to put a few drops of his blood in my drink if I ordered something else. "You do know that moving your food around won't make it seem less." He gave me a toothy smile his teeth or should I say fangs on display. I finished the last of my food before getting up I walked around the small circular table stopping when I stood right next to him. He turned so that I was facing him head on, I walked closer so I was standing between his legs. I cupped his face in my hands forcing him to look me in the eye. My heart contracted violently at the sight in front of me, he was a mess he wasn't healthy his skin almost lifeless, hallow loosing it's glow. His eyes dead, like there was no life behind them. It was like he was just a shell of who he use to be. It seemed as if it took a great deal of effort for him to put on his devil-may-care attitude but he wasn't going to put his guards down nor was he going to show he cared. "You're hungry," I said looking into his eyes, he wasn't human hungry he was hungry for blood. "Take a drink," I offered before I could help myself. He scoffed, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. He reached up pulling me head down to his, he rested his forehead against mine before pressing his lips to mine gently kissing me. Gentleness of the kiss faded as it became desperate I don't know who it was but I had a feeling it was both of us. I melted along with the kiss letting him control it, letting it take over me. He bit down on my bottom lip harder than necessary causing my mouth to open as I whimpered at the pain he seized this opportunity to thrust his tongue into my mouth without permission. Warmth flooded my mouth it was sweet with the tinge of coppery metallic taste before I knew it his hold on me tightened forcing me to swallow the blood that pooled in my mouth. He bit on his tongue and was now feeding me his blood. That slick asshole.