Vampire Pet

*Alex*

“Kegan…Kegan, wake up!” I cried, shacking him. He lied frozen on the kitchen floor with a knife stuck though his heart. I didn’t know what happen, but the man who I saw up in our room wasn’t the man I loved, it was someone else. He had chased after me after I ran from him, running down stair and into the kitchen where I surprise him as stuck a knife though his heart. I knew it wouldn’t kill him, but I felt like I did as I knelt besides his lifeless body. ‘Curse him for not having a pulse.’ I thought as I shook him once more, trying to see if he would wake. I cried as he didn’t wake and fresh new cuts and gashes where made everywhere on his body, like some invisible knife was cutting him to pieces.

“Alex, what’s wrong!?” Bronie then came running in. He had been in the dungeon when I yelled for his help when Kegan’s prosiest body came after me.

“It’s Kegan…”

He then raced over to my side and knelt down, lifting his left eye open, Bronie stared hard and in a moment ran out of the kitchen and came back in carrying a foil in his hands.

“What are you going to do with that? I half asked, the other half was sobbing.

“Kill him.” Bronie said, stepping over to Kegan’s body, foil raised and ready to strike.

“NO, STOP. DON’T!” I quickly rushed over and grabbed a hold of his arm. “please, give him a chance.”

“Alex, if we give him a chance there’s no telling what he might do. Are you ready to put your life in danger with a demon?” he asked me.

I stared at him, then at Kegan then back at Bronie again before I gave a successful nod, yes.

“Fine. But get out of the kitchen; I don’t want to see you get hurt.” I nodded again and jogged out of the room, standing by the doorway as I watch Bronie kneel down and wedge the knife out of Kegan’s heart. I gasped out as Kegan grunted and sture. I though that the demon had came back. I watch Bronie get into a battle stance and raised his foil in readiness. I grew tense as the minutes flew by, I soon found myself starting to move back into the kitchen towards my master’s body.

“Alex, get out!” Bronie shouted to me when he saw I was back in the room. I quickly stepped back at the sound of Bronie’s words and clenched to the doorframe. Within a minute or two after I went back to the door I saw Kegan’s eyes flutter open, Bronie still ready to attack if anything went wrong.

“Kegan?” I said softly, pocking my head into the Kitchen. He turned his gaze towards me and I saw tears roll down his cheeks.

“Alex.” I heard him say weakly, and I raced over towards him, dropping down to my knees and giving him a hug, weeping with him. “I thought I lost you.” he cried, wrapping me in his embrace as he sat up, kissing my head.

“I thought I lost you.” I sobbed backed, we where both happy to see each other though I think that Kegan was happier then I was.

“Defeated your demons?” Bronie asked, relaxing and leaning lightly on his foil.

Kegan pulled me away from his body and shook his head, “I might have won this battle, but I have not won the war.” I closed my eyes and sniffled. “Alex,” he then said, I opened my eyes to find that Kegan was looming over me. “come with me.” he then limped out of the room, clenching his right side. He collapse when he got to the entry way, I ran to help him up but he refused my hand as he got up. I fallowed him closed behind, ready to catch him if he fell again, he stumbled a few times but he never touch the floor. He led me to our room where I stood and waited for him as he limped over to his closet. Roaming though the cloths he had hanging in his small closet, he pulled out what he was looking for and came over to me.

“Put this on and the meet me downstairs in the entrance hall.” I nodded, taking the outfit that he had given me and he kissed me softly on the cheek before limping out of the room. Once he left, I unfolded the cloths that he gave to me and was shocked at what I was holding in my hands: A black top with torn holes at the bottom and ripped baggie jeans. My old cloths that I came where with, he must have saved them all this time. I laid them on the bed, looking at them wondering what it meant. Though in the back of my mind I knew what it meant, but I just couldn’t bring myself to think or say it. After a long time of looking at my old torn up baggie cloths, I finally changed into my old cloths and slowly walked down to the entrance.

Coming into view, I saw that Kegan was leaning up against the round table with something draped over his folded arms. I felt my eyes began to water as our eyes meet. He smiled weakly and gave me a lustful kiss on the lips. I felt tears stream down my face as I opened for him, wrapping my arms tight around his upper body. He thrust his tongue into my mouth, quickly roaming his tongue in and out of my mouth and playing with my tongue as he used to and wrapped his arms around my slender form. I moaned into the kiss and pushed for more, but was pushed me back and Kegan parted his lips from mine.

“I want you to leave.” he said, his head bowed and his forehead rested on mine.

“What? No.” I just heard what I didn’t want to hear. All this time pushing it out of my mind was now sunk. He nodded and handed me what was in his hands which was my cape. I thrust it back into his arms and stepped back. “I don’t want to leave!” I cried, my hands clenched with rage. “Why?”

“He got to me.” he replied. “when he took over my body, he saw my weakness and used it against me. He posed a false you in my mind and made it to look like I killed you. And I fell for it, it was so life like.”

“But you snapped out of it. You defeated your demon.”

“defeated, yes. But not killed. He was wounded and just before I could deliver the final blow, he vanished. I know he is still in me, waiting-recovering. So I want you to leave, it’s not safe to be with me anymore. Please it’s for your own good.”

“And where am I supposed to go?” I asked.

“Back home, to your own world.” he replied.

“How, I’ve looked though all the spell books you have in your library.” he then took from his pocket a small torn piece of paper and handed it to me. I unfolded it and saw that it was a torn spell page from one of the books. I had seen this page before but I had passed over it, thinking that it wasn’t a spell I was looking for. On the bottom was scribed translation of the spell above.

“Just think of home as you read it.” I heard Kegan say as I read what was on the page. “now please…go.”

I saw tear drops fall onto the page as I heard him say the last part, thinking that this was all some horrible nightmare that I was going to wake up from any second. I crumpled up the page in my hand as I stomped over to my master, I wanted to slap him so hard but I couldn’t bright myself to do it. My hand was raised and ready to smack his face, but I broke down and fell into his arms. He cradled me for the last time as he hummed his soothing song he always did for me. I sobbed as I listen to his voice, matching the hums to the words Bronie taught me. After a few moments singing the song in my head, I looked up into my master’s red eye and he wiped away the tears. I pushed him away and stood firm facing him.

“Tell me…tell me that you don’t love me anymore and I will go.” I told him. If he said that then I knew he wanted me to leave and go back home. But if he didn’t say it, then I knew he loved me and wanted me.

He stepped over to me and caressed my cheek softly. “I do not love you anymore.” he told me.

I slapped his hand away and spit in his face. “Liar!” I cried, as I ran out of the door and into the morning air. I knew he was lying and force himself to say those words to me, knowing that he didn’t mean it. I ran down the driveway and out onto the dirt road that lead into the city.

The morning air was cold and damp, and my body shivered at the cold winds. I then relised that I had my cape in my hands, I must have picked it up with out recognizing it as I stomped out of the house. I wrapped it around my shoulders as I entered the city gates forty-five minutes later. I wondered though the city streets, listening to street venders shout out their goods for sale, and people chatting among themselves. I didn’t know where I was going, I just wondered though with my hood drawn up so it would cover my face. My stomach began to growl as I smelt today’s breakfast cooking on near-by grills. I didn’t have that much money on me, only about three reds that I found in the library’s sofa which Kegan said I could keep. Three reds wouldn’t do me any good, so I found an old hole in the wall that looked cheap to me.

“How much for a small slice of bread?” I asked the woman who was working there.

“Five reds.” she told me. I told her that I only had three, she kicked me out but I then offered her a piece of clothing. “What would I do with cloths like that?” she asked, looking over me. “those shoes are rather nice though.” I then quickly took off my skater shoes and gave them to her. She examined them for a minute or two then she gave me more then what I asked for; a large loaf of bread and a bottle of red wine. She must have been very thankful for such a trade, leaving the place, I saw that she placed them on her feet at once and smiled.

I took my breakfast with me out of the city gates and into a near by hill where Kegan took me a few times before, a massive old weeping willow tree stood. I sat crossed legged and slowly ate my fill, taking large gulps of the wine and just wanted to get drunk off the sweet beverage and forget Kegan, but I knew that I could never drink away my memories of him with just a single bottle of wine. After I ate, I lay down and stared up at the sky though the crakes in the tree, my mind still on Kegan. I felt cold tears run down the side of my face, I closed my eyes picturing Kegan’s face of how he used to look before he was to be withdrawn and soon found myself dreaming of me in his arms once more.


I woke sometime in the afternoon, the sun was setting and I knew that I wouldn’t be safe for me outside alone. I though of various places for me to go. There was back home, but I knew that Kegan would throw me out or discipline me for disobeying him. And then there was Bronie’s home, but that was clear across the city and passed home and wondering outside at night was the most dangerous thing a mortal could have done in this world. Even if I did get to Bronie’s he would probably ask why I was there and then I would had to tell him about Kegan wanting me to go back home. He would probably agree with his friend too, making it two against one. I folded my arms and rested my head against the tree as I though it over a few times, thinking if Kegan’s idea of me going back to my own world was a good way.

‘Think of if it logically.’ I told myself. ‘If I was Kegan, would I do the same thing?’ I pondered at the thought for a while, ‘yes, I would. And would you want to see your pet get hurt by your own hands?” again I though about the question. ‘no.’ as I thought, watching the sun go down, my eyes filled with tears I got up took the torn page from my pocket and walked around to the other side of the willow. With the spell in hand, I took a deep breath in as I closed my eyes, wishing that it didn’t have to be this way and allowed fresh tears to roll down cheeks that fell onto the paper in hand. I slowly exhaled and began reading what was scripted on the paper.

As I read out loud, the winds started to pick up and I felt a change in the air. The sun was completely gone from view now and clouds started to pore over and I felt warm droplets of rain on my hands and head. Just as I was finishing up the spell, a big gust of wind took me by surprise and blown the torn page from my hands. I quickly chase after it, but it got lost from view and faded into the rain’s night. I sank to the muddy ground and hung my head. All hope was lost, not because I had lost the spell-I had memorized the last verse- but because I was going to save that page and come back when I though the time was good enough to come back. As I sat there in the mud on all fours, I sobbed knowing now that I was never going to see Kegan again; I softly spoke the final verse of the spell and closed my eyes as I felt myself being taken home.

It was also raining in my world when I got back, I didn’t know where I was, but I knew I was in some sort of a forest. I must have been somewhere outside of town ‘cause there laid a dense forest that surrounded where I lived. Getting up off the ground, I slowly walked in the direction of what I was hoping was the highway. I didn’t know how long I walked, must have been a couple of miles now, and I started to feel light headed and cold. I coughed a bit into my hand and from what my eyes could see in the pail night was that I had coughed up a bit of blood. I stumbled down to my knees and heard the sound of cars on gravel. I cried when I saw headlights and got off my knees and ran towards the highway. Once I got on the shoulder, I quickly tried to flag down a car, but not many drove by. Finally, somebody stop and asked if I was okay. I was going to tell him my answer, but I collapse onto the highway.

When I came around, I found myself in a small white room with a T.V plastered up on the wall, to the left of my a small bathroom and a long narrow window in the corner to see out of. To the right, a big brown door laid open and an I.V. bag hooked up on a pole that ran down and went into my wrist, anther bag was next to it but it wasn’t and IV but blood, which was pumping into me though my forearm, where my arm bend. It was then I found out I was in the town’s hospital, the guy who I flagged down must have called the ambulance when I passed out. As I laid there thinking of how I was back and my tears streaming down my face, a doctor in a white coat and scrubs came in soon after I woke.

“You’re awake, that’s good. Though we had lost ya there sport.” he was all chipper and happy as he talked to me, checking out my IV and blood bag. “how do you feel?”

I though for a moment and chose my words carefully. I wasn’t fine or good, nor did I feel bad. The only thing I felt was a sharp pain in my heart, it wasn’t physical, but mental.

“Broken.” I finally told him.

“How so?”

my voice cracked as I spoke, “the one person that I love has cast me out of his life forever.” I wiped away the tears before they started to fall. “I loved him so much, and he has pushed me aside like yesterdays garbage.” I rested my head on the pillow and turn my head so that the doctor couldn’t see my face.

“Sorry to hear that.” he said, I didn’t know if he meant it or not, but I really didn’t care. “There is some people here to see you. Do you want me to send him in?” I turned my head turned towards the doctor and I nodded; I sat up quickly as he left the room and closing the door to get my visitors. And for some false hope, I though it would be Kegan coming though that big brown door and kiss me lustfully on my dry soft lips before taking me and doing it on the hospital bed. As the door opened again, I sat up straight and smiled, but slump back down onto the bed and my smile faded when I saw that it was my brother Kevin and my mom.

“Alex!” my mom cried out, running towards my bed, scooping me up into her arms and hugging me tight to her breast. “I was worried sick. I though you had died, now you’re back in my arms again and I will never lose you again.” she sobbed, rocking me back and forth. I paid no heed to my mom nor to Kevin when they came to see me. Kevin had to pry loose her grasp so I could breath. My mom then asked me question after question.

“Where were you?”

“How did you survive?”

“Did anyone hurt you?”

“Where you kidnap?”

“How did you get those gashes?” she said this noticing my left arm and neck which most of the skin had bitten off my Kegan. When trying to tame him.

I answered all her questions as simple as I could, trying not to give out to them that I was in another world for a year living as someone’s pet and getting fucked by a vampire almost every night. I laughed about that inside my mind, but never showed emotions. What I really wanted of them was to leave. I cared not for anyone anymore and wanted to be alone. I stopped answering my mother’s questions and closed my eyes, pretending to get some sleep.

“Alright, then.” she said, seeing me do this. “I’ll talk to the doctors and see when we can take you home.” she then kissed me on the forehead and walked out the door, closing it behind her. When I felt that warm kiss on my head, I imagine Kegan doing it, and my bottom lip began to quiver. I brought my hand to my eyes and covered them, letting the tears form and run down my face.

“What’s with the water works?” I heard a voice say. I dropped my hand and saw that Kevin was still in my room.

“Nothing” I sniffled, quickly drying my face with the heel of my palm and turning my head. I heard Kevin getting up off the chair he was sitting in and came over to me, cradling my chin in his hand and kissed my nose like he used to do.

“I’m sorry for asking.” he whispered, his face inches away from mine and he walked out of my room, closing the door behind him. Once he left, I broke into a sob, doubling over and crying into my hands, calling out for my master’s name.

“Why, oh why did I ever come back to this world?” I sobbed. The more I sobbed, the more I though about the world of Siletz. And the more I thought about the world, the more I thought about Kegan, and the more I thought about Kegan the more I thought about us and how we spent our nights together in bed. My mom can running in when she heard my cries.

“Alex, what’s wrong?” she asked, placing a hand on my naked shoulder but I swatted it away and yelled at her to get out. She didn’t listen to me the first time and tried again to comfort me.

“GET OUT!” I screamed, slapping her hand away for the second time. This time she respected my wish and left me alone. There was a remote that sat next me that controlled the lights and switched it off, leaving me in complete darkness as I cried for the one I long for to hold me. I cried myself to sleep that night, knowing that this would be the first night for the rest of my life that I would never have Kegan by my side.

Two weeks later I was released from the hospital, Kevin came to pick me up ‘cause my mom had work that day and she couldn’t skip out to see her baby boy get home safe. I was still tired and weak from all the meds that the hospital gave me so Kevin was nice enough to carry me bridle style to his car like I ask for. I slept on the way home, dreaming of being in Kegan’s arms. Kevin woke me when we got to our home, but when I woke I saw that it wasn’t our apartment complex but a small one story house that looked all nice out front with a garden below the bay windows. I figured that they had moved while I was away. Kevin carried me inside and brought me to the last door on the left and placed me on my bed.

“Anything I could get you?” Kevin asked. I shook my head and covered the covers over my head. “If you need anything, just call.” he then walked out of my room. A few moments later he came back in and placed something big on the desk next to the bed. “thought you want a second try.” I heard him say before leaving once again and closing the door behind him. I lifted the covers off my head and saw that Kevin had placed a large hamster cage on my desk, inside was two black teddy bare hamsters. I then pulled the covers off me and placed the cage on my bed. Opening the cage I reached in and pulled out the closes one and held it in my hands. It was soft and twitchy in my hands and its fur felt good rubbing against my skin. Staring at it, it didn’t take long till I named it and then placed it back in the cage and picked up the other one. This one stayed still in my hand and was nibbling at my flesh. It tickled a bit, but I didn’t laugh. It didn’t take long till I named the second one as well and placed it back in the cage. I put the cage back up on the desk carefully and covered myself with the covers once again. Before falling asleep, I told my new pet’s goodnight.

“Goodnight Bronie…goodnight…Kegan.” and I soon fell asleep in my new bedroom, dreaming on wishful thinking.