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Until the teeth are gone. In a moment of clarity, I think I see another man in the room. But it’s probably just my imagination wanting to be rescued. That sounds about right anyway.
Death overtakes me. Blackness. Emptiness. Finality.
And I give into it with open arms.
Chapter Three
Blinding pain assails me.
Wait? Pain? How is that even possible? I’m dead. Or at least, I’m pretty sure I am. Having one’s blood drained tends to end that way. Particularly when the vamp gets to the stage he did with me.
I shiver at the thought.
Wait...shiver?
Okay, so I’m guessing I’m not dead then. Huh. Strange. Maybe my brain didn’t make up my saviour.
I try to open my eyes, but the light in the room burns them. It’s beyond bright, and hurts to even blink.
One hundred percent not dead then. Interesting.
I run my tongue around my mouth, and almost gag. It’s so dry. Like I’ve been asleep for a long time and have managed to severely dehydrate myself. Then again, I lost a lot of blood, so I guess it actually does make sense.
My tongue catches on something sharp where my incisors normally are, and I sit bolt upright, a wave of dizziness crashes over me. I rub my tongue over the sharp spot again.
No. Fucking. Way.
This isn’t my reality. This can’t be my reality. No way was I a...a...nope. I can’t even think the word. Thinking it will make it true.
“Good, you’re awake,” a smooth male voice comes from my left. I glance that way, and am surprised to find a tall handsome man there. One that reminds me slightly of the vague shape I thought I saw earlier when I...
“I am?”
“You’re questioning it?” He raises an eyebrow, and I will admit that it’s a pretty stupid question on my part. Obviously, I’m awake. But my awakeness status isn’t exactly my biggest issue right now.
“Would you rather I questioned what you did to me?” I demand. My tongue couldn’t leave my fan...surprisingly sharp teeth, alone. They’re like a scab that you know is there, but you just can’t leave alone, no matter what you do.
“I think you know the answer to that.” He flashes me a grin, and I see the tips of his fangs pressing against his lower lip. But to my surprise, all he does is sit himself down on the bed next to me. I scuttle away quickly, pressing my back into the wall.
“Stay away from me,” I insist, patting myself down and being surprised to discover all of my weapons are still in place. Save for one.
“Looking for this?” he asks, holding out my missing sai to me, handle first. Tentatively, I reach forward and take it.
“Thanks, but—”
“Because it’s not mine to take. You’re clearly attached to them.”
“But I could hurt you with them,” I point out, then curse myself. Why did I do that? I could take him off guard if I hadn’t said anything.
“I don’t think you’re going to. Do you have a name?” he asks softly, surprising me again. He’s not anything like I imagine a vampire to be. He’s not being brash, or abrasive. Instead, he’s calm and sure. I kind of like it. A lot more than I should do.
“Yes,” I answer.
“Are you going to tell me it?”
“No,” I blurt out instantly.
“Very well. I’m Dimitri, pleased to meet you, Red.”
