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Written by Jessica
Friday, 09 May 2008

Last Updated ( Sunday, 11 May 2008 )

I felt my heart beat faster as Satoshi held me to him, his arms protecting me from the evils in the world; from the cold hearted villians that seemed to forever stalk me. I felt so safe in his arms, so secure, I thought that nothing could be better than this but would I have felt so safe with him if I had known what he was?

"Thankyou." I had said this many times since we arrived at his 5th story apartment and yet it did not seem like enough to merely say this and I knew that I would have to repay him some other way, only I shuddered to think what that 'Other Way' might be. I hoped that he wanted nothing more than my thanks.

He seemed like a respectable man who would not take advantage of someone in need of care like myself.

"Your welcome, I felt bad about the whole thing really and I knew that I could not have left you there in his hands." he stared at me then, really stared, like I had grown a foot from my ear, or something. I wondered why this was, why he had saved me from a life of slavery, with no hope of ever becoming free, to forever be serving someone's every whim.

"I'm just so grateful, who knows what might have happened if someone else had brought me..." Satoshi placed one cold finger on my lips to silence me while he leant into my neck and took one deep enhale, as if he were smelling a just-baked cake, delicious and sweet. I felt a little awkward as he began to mummer something that I did not understand.

"At last... bite... no harm..." I heard him as he licked his lips, I shudderd and tried to break free from his iron grasp. Irrational, stupid, and silly; I had never believed in vampires before and I would not begin to now... but whenever I thought this way it all made sense... I had to stay away from him... I had to find a way to escape...

XxX

"What's the matter?" he had asked me as I frantically thought of a way to remove myself from the situation safely and quickly. How could I answer him when the lie, that I was thinking about how good my life would be now, would be as transparent as glass? I could not tell him the truth, no, that would be foolish to say the least.

I had noticed that his teeth had grown dramatically since the day before, the day of my suposed selling, they were pointed like stakes and sharp like razors. Impossible, my mind must have been playing a cruel trick on my eyes; there was no such thing as vampires and I would not allow myself to get sucked into a world of monsters and demons, but the teeth scared me still.

"Nothing's the matter," I reply, unable to stop the hint of fear that coated my voice like syrup over pancakes and the tremor in my voice was evident. "I am just so... grateful," I emphasized the word to mask the lie; how could I be grateful to anyone that had already scared me more than anyone had before, "that you have saved me." The look upon his face said everything that he could not.

"I won't hurt you." Satoshi assured me, not sounding so sure that he could follow through with the promise himself. He felt my face with his hands, his thumb carressing the old scars, "Unless it is necessary anyway, ." I wanted to believe that he would be able to control whatever the animal was that lurked benaeath the surface of his suave exterior but I found that it was hard to control the intincts that warned of the danger.

"You must relax, love." he assured me in that silky smooth voice that tempted me, even now, when I had my doubts over his humanity. I cringed away from him as he brought me closer and held me to his chest. Everything had gone silent as his large hands wrapped themselves easily around my neck, pinning me to him. My breath caught in my throat as he laughed and held my head to one side, "This might hurt a little," Satoshi warned, smiling to himself as if reliving a pleasant memory, "but you'll thank me for this later."

The pain was worse than I could have ever imagined, worse than anything I had yet felt, worse than anything I would ever feel again. I struggled against him as his giant fangs sucked the prescious life from me.

I was not killed but my soul, my reasons for living, were. I am never going to die, I am forever going to be hating Satoshi for what he has turned me into, I am always going to be hating my father for condeming me to death. I am never going to forgive myself for not killing myself sooner.

Le Fin