Dark Angel 2

“Mistress?” Miranda asks.

You look up at her and you feel her heart break when she sees you.

“Oh my dear.” She says as she crouches down bedside you.

She slowly moves to brush your hair out of your eyes and you flinch backwards.

“What did he do to you my dear?” She asks softly.

You look over at her not knowing whether you are safe or not. She wraps her arm around you and starts to help you up.

“Come on my dear. You need a nice hot soak in the tub and some of my special brew to calm you down. You don’t need to worry the Master has gone out for the night. And you can believe me he won’t be hurting you again not if I have anything to say about it. “ Miranda says as you and she start to move out of the room.

Miranda takes you upstairs to the small bathroom on the main floor of the house. She sits you down on the toilet and begins to run your bath water. You still feel like you’re in shock. You slowly remove the T shirt which had somehow been torn in the struggle. Looking down at it you see it is covered in blood. Miranda quickly takes it away from you and throws it in the trash can.

“Okay now let’s get you in here. You’ll feel much better after a nice, hot soak. See I even remembered to put some lavender in there.” She says helping you into the tub.

The hot water feels so good against your aching body. You lay your head back against the edge of the tub and just sit there soaking all the warmth into your body. Miranda leaves the room but you know you are not alone. You feel him touching your mind every now and then checking in on you. Out of nowhere you feel fingertips run down your throat.

Leave me alone...

Miranda leaves you alone in the tub for what seems like forever. When she comes back in, she is carrying a black chenille robe.

“Okay come on now out of the tub. Even vampires can get all pruney in the tub.” She jokes as you slowly climb out of the tub.

She hands you a towel and you start to dry yourself off. Once dry she helps you into your robe. You grab your long hair and put it up into a bun.

“Okay let’s head to the kitchen.” She says as she puts her hand on your lower back.

You both make your way to the kitchen and you sit down at the table. She pulls out numerous different herbs and starts to throw them together.
“I used this mixture back when the Master was recuperating. Always worked well on him. I know right now isn’t the easiest for you right now. The Master isn’t always the most patient. He’s hotheaded and doesn’t think before he acts. So what was it that set him off this time?”She asked as she poured some hot water over the herbs.

“I had a nightmare. A very vivid one. Oh god Miranda, I basically attacked him.” You finally say as you begin to cry again.

“It’s okay, my child. When I asked him if he was taking you with him tonight he said he needed time to clear his head. I believe he knows he mistreated you. This is all as new to him as it is to you. Here drink this and don’t worry we’ll set everything right.” She says as she hands you a mug.

You bring the mug to your lips and start to drink. It’s bitter tasting but you don’t feel as sick to your stomach as you did earlier.

“Miranda, thank you. I don’t know what I would do without you. Earlier I was thinking a walk in the sun sounded so good.” You state looking down at the table.

“Well we won’t be having that happen. Maybe you’ll want to stay upstairs for the next few days? I can have Rene take your things upstairs.” Miranda asks.

You nod yes and continue to drink Miranda’s concoction.

“I did your shopping today too my dear. I’ll have those things taken upstairs. You can look at them while you change unless of course you want to be wondering around the house in your bath robe?” She says with a laugh.

“The violin, did you get one?” You ask.

“Of course. I wouldn’t forget something like that. It’s in the music room. Wasn’t sure about sheet music though?” Miranda replies.

“I don’t need sheet music. I just need to play. It’ll help me get balanced.” You say as Miranda takes the mug and fills it back up.

“You sit here and drink another cupful. We need to get you feeling better. I’ll grab Rene and we’ll get your things upstairs. Once you’re done with that come upstairs. Things will be ready for you.” She says as she starts heading out of the room.

You sit there drinking the brew. You keep feeling him trying to creep into your mind. You just keep concentrating on keeping him out. Suddenly you feel someone caress the back of your neck. You snap your head around and no one is there. You can hear him laughing in your head.

Why can’t you just leave me alone?

You finish up the brew and then slowly stand. After putting the cup in the sink you slowly make your way up the stairs. You make it into the room and find Miranda waiting on you.

“I’ve hung you things up in the closet here. I hope you do like what I’ve picked.” She states.

You look in the closet and are so happy to see colors. Everything isn’t black. You thank Miranda as she starts to leave the room. You slowly look thru the closet and pick a pair of jeans and a burgundy peasant blouse. Slowly you begin to get dressed but are suddenly stopped by a shooting pain in your head. You grab the footboard of the bed and try to steady yourself. You curse him for going at your throat like he did knowing full well he caused you to lose too much precious blood. The pain overtakes you and you collapse onto the floor.

“Dear I wanted to check on.....” Miranda starts to say as she pops in the door.

She sees you lying on the floor and lets out a gasp. She moves over to your side and is surprised to find the Master right behind her.

“I’ve got her Miranda.” He says as he easily picks you up and lays you on the bed.

“This is your fault. Had you not...” Miranda started to lecture.

“I’m fully aware of my mistakes Miranda. I’ve found here lately I can’t control my temper. Especially where she is concerned. “ He says as he runs his hand down your cheek.

Miranda turns around and walks out the door knowing he has things under control. Slowly you begin to open your eyes.

“Get out.” You weakly say.

“You know I’m the only one who can help you.” He states.

“Yeah you’ve sure helped me out so far haven’t you? “ You sarcastically ask.

“You act like I’m proud of myself. You act like I want to hurt you.” He replies.

“Just do me a favor and leave. I want to be alone.” You say softly.

“Drink from me first.” He commands as he makes a small gash in his wrist.

“No!” You reply.

You start to move your head away from him but he sits on the edge of the bed and forces you to drink from his wrist. Once he sees you’ve had enough he moves his wrist which heals almost instantly. He moves to stroke your cheek and you flinch away from him. He reaches over again and this time he is successful. He keeps stroking your cheek over and over. His touch makes you skin burn. .

“You need sleep, angel.” He states still stroking your cheek.

“No. I can’t the nightmare might come back.” You say in a frightened voice.

“No nightmares will haunt you tonight. I promise I’ll keep you safe from them.” He whispers softly.

“Who’s going to keep me safe from you?” You ask softly.

“I realize I’m a monster more worthy of a slow death than a beautiful angel. Now please get some rest.” He says as he runs his hand thru your hair.
“I can’t. My head feels like it’s going to explode. I’m trying to comprehend everything all at once. I don’t know who or what I am any more. I keep seeing that sliver coffin every time I close my eyes. Your coffin.” You reply as you burst into tears.

“Shh it’s okay. Now go to sleep.” He commands.

Being so weak you have no choice but to obey him and close your eyes. After all he is your master commanding your body and soul.

He leans over and kisses you on the temple, watching you take that last breath and hearing your heart take that last beat before he left the room.

“Can’t you see you are driving her crazy? Master you must leave her alone for a while and let her come to terms with what she has become.” Miranda says to him as she met him in the hallway.

“We have a problem Miranda, one I did not expect.” He states.

“And this problem is?” Miranda asks.
“There’s no possible way she could have a nightmare. Vampires do not dream. When a vampire sleeps it is like mortal death there is no brain activity, no breathing, no heartbeat. I am not sure what I am dealing with here.” He replies slowly.

“So she wasn’t completely asleep? Maybe it’s just dealing with the changes her body is going thru?” She inquirers.

“ I suppose it is possible she went thru one of my experiences. She brought up the coffin Van Helsing made for me as being in her “dream”. She is however sleeping now. She was too weak to disobey me. She also knows I can not deny any of her wishes. She has asked that I leave her alone and I will obey. When she is ready, she can come to me.” He explained then headed downstairs to the cold confides of the crypt.

Down in the crypt he couldn’t help but curse himself. He needed you, needed you desperately. He found himself blaming everyone from himself to Van Helsing but not you. No, never could he blame the angel. You were his angel, his light amongst the darkness. He knew he was going to have to give you the space you wanted or he would end up losing you forever. Miranda would know what to do, how to take care of you. He slowly climbs into bed. The bed seems colder, defiantly lonelier. He began missing your touch already. But then again was he worthy of your touch. He was a monster that much he could not deny. He laid there hoping he wouldn’t be without you long as he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Hours after the sun went down, you awake with a start. You quickly look around the room and remember where you are now. You hear a knock at the door and you whisper for them to come in.

“Ah Mistress, you’re awake. Feeling better?” She asks.

“Not really. I feel like I’m about half starved. “ You reply.

“Good you’re getting your appetite back. You’ll find that you won’t need as much blood as time goes on. Get dressed and meet me downstairs.” Miranda says as she leaves you alone in the room to get dressed.

At least you’re not feeling so weak. You can feel his presence in the house. You pull on the jeans and blouse you meant to put on earlier and slowly headed down the stairs. Once at the foot of the steps you see him standing over near the doorway.

“Heading out?” You ask.

“Yes I thought I’d go out for a bite. You still look incredibly pale. Come here.” He ordered.

You slowly walk over to him and he takes your chin in his hand.

“Miranda said you actually woke up hungry. This is really good. It means you’re getting better. Feed off of me. ” He says slowly.

Before you know it. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you close moving his head to one side offering you his throat. Slowly you sink your fangs deep into it and start to suck. He wraps his arms tightly around you. When you had taken enough blood, you start to move away. He doesn’t let go instead he holds you even tighter. You look up into his eyes in a questioning manner. Quickly he captures your lips with his, locking you in the kiss of a lifetime. You can’t help but to kiss back. Just as you start to get really into it he pulls away and starts to head out the door. Leaving you with a shocked look on your face.

You can’t have it both ways love.