Blood Dripping Roses

Blood Dripping Roses
Chapter 7 Different Blood

The room that Ebony stepped into was large and very warm. Along the walls hung large painted pictures of people that looked much like the ones she had seen downstairs. Across from the door was one of the largest fireplaces she had ever seen. It was tall and wide and the fire that burned in it was the only thing that was lit in the dark room.
It was a moment before Ebony spotted the man who was sitting on a leather chair on the right side of the room, his head turned to look at the fire so that his face was hidden. As she slowly approached the man sitting the chair, she was suddenly ordered to stop where she was.

When she stopped, the man eased from the chair and turned to look at her. Ebony’s insides went still and the only words that came to her mind were; perfect and flawless.

Master Vincent was tall and even from a distance Ebony could tell he would tower over her. He was dressed in all black; black dress slacks and a black silk shirt that clung to his chest so tightly, it was clear that he was very strong. Long black hair that fell down his back was slightly wavy but neat. His face looked like something Ebony would have only seen on televisions or magazines. She had never been face to face with someone as perfect as Vincent was. Everything on his face was as it should be. However, it was his bright green eyes that showed the coldness that made her want to get as far away from him as she could.

He walked towards Ebony slowly and circled her without a word, his eyes darkening in every detail of her. Vincent then stopped in front of her and captured her chin with one hand. Before she knew it, he was kissing her. It was a small kiss that a child would give to parent, however, it lunged long enough to have other meanings behind it and it was enough to make Ebony go still for a second. The kiss only lasted for a second and end with Vincent pulling back to look down at her again.

“You are more beautiful that the photo I saw of you a few months ago.” Vincent said in a deep voice as his eyes burned into her. He reached down and brushed a few strains of hair that had fallen over Ebony’s shoulder back to fall down her back. When she flinched, he smiled with amusement. “Are you named Ebony because of your beautiful black hair? Or is there more to it?”

“I…don’t know.” Ebony said slowly as she looked passed Vincent, no longer wanting to keep eye contact.
“You seem a little uneasy.” Vincent pointed out crossing his arms.
“You would be too if someone just kissed you like that.”
“Get used to it.”
Ebony turned and looked back at Vincent who was now smiling cruelly at her. He began to circle her again as she spoke.

“I suppose I need to go over a few ground rules to make sure you understand how I run things here. I own everything you see. I even own you and I-“, Vincent stopped to face Ebony again to make sure he had her attention before going on. “Will depose of things that don’t understand that. As you saw when you came in, my servants. I have servants that clean, cook, and entertain. You, Ebony, will not be doing any of these. The servants are yours to order as you please. They will do as you say because I order it so. You are free to do as you wish, but you are not allowed outside the castle walls without me. Try to escape and I’ll make sure you’ll regret it.”

Ebony tired to hide the frown on her face as she became angry for a second. “So what do you want me to do then?” she asked while hiding the bitterness in her voice.

“You’ll do as I say. I have nothing for you to do right now, so you can do as you wish. You will come to me with I call for you, no questions asked. I’m a very busy most of the time so who knows, I might want you company from time to time. Also, you will address me as Master. A servant a week ago had a hard time doing so.”

Vincent looked up the ceiling for a moment as if he was thinking. “I believe that’s all I have to say to you. Outside the door, one of my servants is waiting to show you to your room. Change out of that dress into something more of my taste that will be waiting on your bed. Get some sleep and when you awake, meet me in the dining room for your dinner. If you find that you are having trouble finding it, then ask the servants, they will show you.”

The door behind Ebony opened and a tall woman stepped in. She was dressed in the same attire as the rest of the servant, the same long ripped dress. Her hair was stringy and fell messily around her face and Ebony thought she looked as if she were sick.

“Gilmore, you’re late.” Vincent said as he moved back to sit in his chair next to the fireplace.
“I apologize.” Gilmore said quickly. “It won’t happen again.”

Vincent leaned back in the chair with his arms starched across the back of it. Ebony noticed the hunger in his eyes as he eyed the girl named Gilmore who was avoiding his glances. It didn’t take long before she knew what was about to happen and Ebony started towards the door as Gilmore walked past her toward Vincent.

“Ebony.” Vincent voice clipped the air.
She stopped, not turning around but staring angry at the door.

“Don’t you want to stay and watch?” he asked with laugh as Gilmore was now standing in front of him.
Ebony turned her head to look over her shoulder to see Gilmore lending down at Vincent as they kissed. Unlike the kiss he had given her earlier, he kissed the girl furiously and roughly while his hand gripped her hair in a fist. His eyes however, were glued on Ebony.

Without another word, Ebony moved out of door and closed it behind her, not wanting to see anything more. Her heart thudded in her chest and she was shaken by what she had seen.
(I’ve got to get out of here.)

~~~***o***~~~

As promised, there was a servant that showed Ebony to her room. It was small enough for her and contained a private bathroom, a bed, and a closet. On the while silk covered bed was a simple black dress made out of pure silk. Slipping on the dress, she made her way around the castle to explore for a few hours.

Everything was big and large, fit for a king. Priceless items, carpet, paintings, and chandeliers decorated every part of the place. However, no matter how beautiful the place was, Ebony was angry by the site of the many girls that were all around. They all looked sad, dirty, and hungry. When Ebony walked passed them, they would stop what they were doing to nod at her. After telling many that they didn’t have to do that, she gave up and tired to avoid them in order to keep from getting angry at the site of them.

By the time dinner had come, Ebony was too angry to say anything or eat. So she sat in the large dinning room at the end of a long table and Vincent sat on the other side, a few feet away from her. The table was covered with fine glass wear and candles that burned to light the area. There weren’t painting on the walls but there was a window that was covered with long thick drapes along the walls. The dining room was big enough to host a party of 20.

When she came into the room, Ebony was severed with what appeared to be green pea soup and a glass of water while Vincent was served with a glass of wine. However, Ebony was too angry to eat, so she sat with her hands in her lap while she stared down at her place like a child that refused to eat their vegetables.

\"You’re not eating.\" Vincent pointed out as his fingers drummed on the table. His voice echoed around the room and it seemed to shake the two servants that stood against the wall due to the angry that was in his voice.
Ebony knew that she was annoying him by not eating or saying a word. She had been hungry a while ago, but now refused to eat.

\"I\'m not hungry.\" she murmured.
\"You have not eaten in a while.\"
\"What makes you so sure?\" Ebony asked as her eyes snapped up at him.
“Don’t talk to me like that.\" Vincent answered back as it became clear that he was getting angrier by the second. \"You and I both know that it has been over 24 hours since you last ate. The last thing I need in my home is a sick girl because she wants to play games.\"

\"I am not playing a game! And while were on the subject, all the girls here appear to be sick anyways. Do you give them anything to eat at all?\"
“What I do with them is none of your concern.”
“If you say so.”

With angry eyes, Ebony stared back into Vincent refusing to back down. A small part of her smiled in her mind wanting to see how far she could push this man that Ezekiel and Tommie had warned her about. The flawless, beautiful side of him had now turned into something cold and fearful. A look that would make people back away from with warning. Ebony however, ignored this warning look.

\"Eat.\" Vincent’s voice hissed across the room, as his hands begin to ball up, clutching the tablecloth.
Ebony smirked at his at attempt to scare her. \"I said I wasn\'t hungry.\" she said slowly.
“And I said eat the damn food.\" Vincent said as he pushed his chair back and stood.
\"You know-I want to know where you get off on how you seem to think you own me!\"
\"Come again?\"

\"You seem to think that I\'m suppose to do everything that you tell me to do! Well fuck you and this whole damn thing! This slave thing you have going on, I don’t care if I was sold into it or not! No one owns me nor tells me what to do!\" Ebony shouted as she stood and faced Vincent who had now walked around the table and towered over her.

\"How dare you!\" Vincent roared making Ebony take a step back. \"You stupid bitch! You do belong to me! Ever cell in your body is mine! And it is I who chose what it is you do! If I tell you to do something, then you will do!\"
\"I\'m not a dog you can order around!\" Ebony shouted back.

\"Do you know what they call a female dog? A Bitch! And that’s what you are! All of you! And since you want to act like a disobedient bitch, then that what I am going to call you! So once again, eat the soup, you Bitch!\"
The word itself seemed to burn Ebony in her face. Anger roared up in her like nothing she had ever encountered and with it, she turned and grabbed the bowl, turned back to Vincent, and slammed it on the floor in front of him. The bowl broke on the marble floor making a mess of glass and soup.

Horrified at Ebony\'s actions, the two servants looked at each other with dead fear of what might happen next. One of the servants took off though the doubles doors and out of the dining room. However, the braver, red headed servant quickly went to the scene of the mess, dropping to her knees with a rag in her hands as she desperately cleaned as quickly as she could.

Vincent growled, and he jerked the young servant up so hard by the arm, she cried out in pain as he pushed her away from the mess.

“GET OUT!!\" Vincent shouted so loudly Ebony felt the need to run too.
When the servant turned to ran for the door, Vincent spun around and slapped Ebony with the back of his hand before she could react. The blow was harder than she had ever felt and as she fell to floor she tired hard to stay forced. Blood dripped down her lip as her cheek went numb. Before she could sit up again Vincent grabbed her by the hair with his hand tangled in a knot as he pushed her face only inched from the green liquid soup on the floor.

\"Lick it up!\" Vincent hissed in Ebony\'s ear as he lend down over her.
\"No!\" Ebony cried out as she tried her best to keep a strong voice. But with his hand twisted in her hair and being forced down on the floor, she felt her will to be strong leave as she choked on tears. Fear clawed into her stomach as she felt herself on the verge of passing out which she wish for, but never came.

\"I said LICK IT UP!! Since you can not eat at the table like a trained pet, then you will lick the shit off the floor!\" Vincent screamed, his fist shaking her at the same time with each word.

\"You can burn in hell if you think I\'m going to do what you say!\" though at the time she was afraid, it wasn’t enough to make Ebony back down. So she turned her head in a angle and bite into his arm as hard as she could and bite into skin since he was wear a short sleeved shirt. Hot blood rushed into her mouth with an odd taste that wasn’t like normal copper tasting blood. Her eyes widen as she with surprise as she went still for a second and forgot everything that was happening. She knew instantly that something wasn’t right about him. Blood didn’t taste like the way it did now.

Vincent cursed loudly as he pulled Ebony off of his arm by pulled her back with there with his other hand. He stepped away from her as Ebony sat on the floor sipping out the blood that had lingered in her mouth.

“An amusing slave you are.” Vincent said.
Ebony looked angry up at him to find that he was smirking with his arms crossed as her stared down at her. She hated him at that moment more than anything for her attempt to make him angry didn’t work. He raised a hand over this bleeding arm where Her teeth mark had made bloody prints.

“You just made this biggest mistake you bitch. Taking a bite out of me may well be the worst thing you could come up with. Or so it is, you really don’t understand a thing.”

“What are you taking about?” Ebony questioned as she raised a hand to her cheek.
But Vincent didn’t answer. Instead he turned and left her in the dinning room.

~To Be Continued~

A/N: w00t! Over a thounsand hits!!!! Thanks so much everyone and also, thank my Bata Williow as well ^ ^. I tried to make this chapter longer which was asked from one of my reviews. Seee, I do check what you ask and suggest becasue their always helpful ^ ^