A Vampire Encounter

I drove down the road screaming into my phone. I had caught my boyfriend having sex with one of my friends, in our apartment, in MY bed. So I was heading to the nearest hotel screaming into my phone trying to tell him that it was over and he wasn’t hearing me.

“I ALREADY TOLD YOU, IT ONLY TAKES ONCE TO BREAK MY TRUST, IT’S O-*BOOM*” I had hit something! I swerved and skidded to a halt in the middle of the country road. My phone had fallen to the floor and I could hear Michael still screaming away, probably hadn’t noticed I wasn’t screaming at him anymore. I got out and looked around and see a blood stain on my bumper… shit. I looked around on the side of the road and I see a mass of clothes… oh my god… I hit a person! I ran over to the side of the body,“Hello? Are you okay? Oh my god…” I gently touched his shoulder and he rolled over. There was blood all over him and he was groaning, that means he was still alive! “Sir, are you okay?” He opened his eyes slightly and looked at me.

“Help…me…” He looked to be in great pain.

“I’ll call 911…” I began to run to my car and he grabbed my wrist.

“No… I need…only a bed… for one night… please…” I looked at him and thought that he was crazy, but his face was stern and he looked like he knew what was right. I took him to the car and put him into the back seat. I got in the car and found my phone on the floor and turned it off, I didn’t want any distractions right now. I drove to the hotel and the room I could get was with a king bed. I drove up to the room and looked went to the room and opened the door and propped it open with a book. I opened the back seat and looked around and saw no one and dragged/carried him into the room and laid him on the bed, locked up the car and shut the door. I looked at him and he was breathing raggedly and looked to be in great pain. I took off his black trench coat and laid it on the hanger in the closet. I looked at him in his long sleeve black turtle neck, black dress pants and dress shoes. I took off his shoes and socks and his feet were almost perfect, like no other feet I’ve ever seen. I pulled off his shirt and he has a thin, metal stake that was close to his heart. It was jammed in there and looked like he had tried to get it out but to no avail. I grabbed my wallet and looked over at him.

“I will be right back, don’t move…” I ran out across the street to a pharmacy and bought bandages and ointments and ran across the street, carrying two bags worth. I got back to the room and he was up trying to pull it out again. “Hey! Cut that out, let me look at it!” He looked at me with a haze in his eyes and I laid him back on the bed and took out the gloves and looked at it carefully. I poked a finger at it and he hissed at me. “Hey… I am only trying to help, don’t get mad at me!” I took a towel from the bathroom and shoved it in his mouth, “Bite on this if it hurts too much…” He looked at me with an expression-less eyes and I examined it again, only looking at it.

“Okay… I am going to just go for it… I am sorry if it hurts… I don’t mean for it too…” I put my fingers around it and pulled hard on it, he started screaming through the towel. I gave a hard tug and I fell over with the bloody mess in my hands. He looked over at me with pain in his eyes as he heaved in an out. I threw it out grabbing some of the fishing line I bought and a needle. I put a few stitches in the hole and then covered it with ointment and a large bandage. I might have been going crazy, but it looked as though it was already healing. I finished and grabbed a wet cloth and began to clean his chest and face. I began to notice his high cheek bones and his strong chin. He was gorgeous and I began to relish cleaning his body. I took a little more time that necessary cleaning him and then rinsed out the towel. He was very pale and had ebony hair which only enhanced his skin tone. I sat next to him and began to twirl his long locks between my fingers. He was passed out… from pain and exhaustion I guessed. I stared at him a little longer and then laid the blankets over him. I stole a pillow and snuggled onto the little lazy boy in the corner of the room. It took me a while but I finally feel into a deep much needed sleep.

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I felt as though I was lying on a bed, I rolled over and confirmed I was sleeping on top of a comforter. I left my eyes closed and snuggled my head into a pillow. I felt a hand travel up my leg, over my hips, up my sides and it reached my neck and laid there for a moment. It stretched out my neck and held my head down. I felt a cool breath on my throat and then felt something sharp drag across it. Then I remembered that I was in a hotel room, with a complete stranger. My eyes shot open and I tried to sit up, I was being held down by a strong grip.

“Don’t struggle my pet, it only makes my hunger stronger…” I looked into his dark golden eyes and saw the hunger pulsing through them.

“Please don’t-“

“Shh… be quite my pet,” Pet? I looked up at him with pleading eyes. He licked his lips and laid his mouth on my neck and bit down. I whimpered and he only bit harder. I grabbed onto his wrist and tried to push away, but he wouldn’t budge. Once he was finished, he licked the mark and let me go. I bolted to the bathroom and locked the door. I looked in the mirror at the mark on my neck, two holes with a few smaller ones in-between. The bleeding was slow; I grabbed some of the bandages and wrapped them around my neck.

*Knock, knock, knock*

“Get away from me!”

“Are you alright, my pet?”

“What do you care?”

“You are mine now, and I take good care of my pets-“

“How many do you have?”

“You are my only one.”

“…”

“Are you going to open the door?”

“No… I don’t even know your name?”

“Oh… I forgot to introduce myself, I am Lord Martin Xavier, or you can call me Master.”

“Yea… I’ll get right on that.”

“…what is your name?”He ignored my response.

“Don’t you just want to call me ‘pet’?”

“Well yes, but I want to know your real name…”

“Well… it’s-*BANG, BANG, BANG*” Someone was banging on the door of the hotel room, and they sounded pretty mad. I heard Martin walking to door and opening it. Then I heard Michael’s voice.

“Who are you?”

“I am Lord Martin Xavier, who are you?”

“I am Jasmine’s boyfriend!”

“Oh, really… she never mentioned you…”

“You’re not my boyfriend Michael; I told you, it’s over!” I burst through the door and pointed my finger in his face. I am surprised to see him there; it is still night out… he works fast.

“Babe, I know you’re only kidding come on, It meant nothing to me, I swear”

“So you would risk nothing, to ruin our relationship…” He fell silent and I turned towards Martin, “Let’s get out of here; I don’t want to be around him anymore.”

“Yes, my love.” He grabbed his coat and my keys, deciding that he would drive. He opened the door for me and we drove off leaving Michael standing there. Martin drove for hours, never stopping, even when I asked.

“Can we please stop here? I need to pee, and I’m hungry… please”

“No, we are almost home my pet,” I sighed and tried to sleep, but to no avail. When we finally got to his house, it was a mansion! With maids, butlers, carved bushes, the works, I was floored. I looked into the sky and saw that the sun would be coming out soon. Martin parked the car and the doors were opened for us and he walked me into the house. He talked to one of the butlers and then held my hand, leading me through the house. He took me into a room and let my hand go.

“I will see you in the dusk my pet,” He kissed my neck and left. After locating the attached bathroom, I checked out the room. It was lush with red and black velvets. In the middle was a big bean bag sort of bed thing, with pillows all over it. I had a large mirror and a large wardrobe. I opened the wardrobe and found many gowns waiting inside. I grabbed a green one and put it on, throwing my sexy jeans and t-shirt on the floor. It was spaghetti strapped, with lace on the top and had an A-cut to it and was thin and billowy the rest of the way down. It was comfortable and fit almost perfectly.

“Excuse me miss?” I turn to see a young woman in a maid outfit.

“Yes?”

“This is from Master Xavier…” She laid down a pillow with a necklace on it, bowed, and left. I picked it up and it was a lace choker. It was 3 inches thick and black. I found a note attached,

“Please wear this to show your dedication to me, that you will be truthful to me and not let anyone else have you as their pet.”
I smiled and looked in the mirror and laced it around my neck, it looked nice with my dress. I lay on the bed and a waiter came in with my breakfast and set it down at a little table. I smiled and ate myself to contentment. I got bored soon and began to explore the house. It wound around like a castle and I started to get lost when I came up to a pair of large wooden doors. They had pictures of demons etched in them. I pushed them open and walked into a room draped with sheer, velvet, and lace. It was lush and I felt warm and cozy just being there. I walked through the forest of curtains when I came to an opening, there were candles laid out along the edges and a large coffin was lying in the middle. It was a dark wood with more carvings in it. I walked over to it and traced my fingers along it. I pushed it open and there was Martin sleeping like an angel. His pale skin almost glowing and his dark chocolate hair braided next to him. I suddenly had the urge to climb in and lay next to him. I slowly crawled in and laid my head on his chest. I felt his hand begin to stroke my head, I smiled and nuzzled my head into his chest. I don’t know why but I felt at peace with him, and I wanted to please him.

“Martin…?”

“Yes my pet?” he was almost purring to me.

“Did you see what I am wearing?” His arm snaked around me and ran over my neck. I felt him kiss my forehead.

“You make me very happy pet…” I felt him begin to kiss down my face and then begin to untie my necklace. He kissed my neck and I leaned my head up and he bit. I felt him suck the energy from me and I began to get light headed.

“Martin…” I put my hand on his shoulder and pushed him away. He stopped sucking and licked my wound.

“Sorry my pet, your taste is just so intoxicating…” I smiled as he tied my necklace back on and held me in his arms. I was
supposed to hate him, but couldn’t stop myself from wanting him. I took a nap with him, then woke a few hours later. I slowly crawled out of his arms and snuck out of the coffin. I closed it and made my way through the curtains. I eventually found that door and pushed my way through. I looked out the window across the hall and the sun was hanging low in the sky… it would be night soon. I padded down the hallway, listening to my dull footsteps hit the wall and echo back to me. I found my room, and when I entered I saw curtains gently flowing in a breeze. I slowly opened them and tied them off to the side and walked out onto a balcony. It wasn’t huge, but it was made of stone and looked ancient. I traced my fingers along the edge and looked at the rising moon; I’d probably be seeing it a lot now. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see a pale man with dark hair, like Martin’s, tied in a pony tail. He wore a suit and had the same eyes as Martin.

“Good evening Lady Jasmine…” He kissed my hand and stood next to me.

“And you are?”

“I am Vincent; I am an understudy of Lord Martin.” I looked him over, he looked so young….

“How old are you?”

“Well technically I am 90, but I was turned at 18.”

“Wow that was pretty young…”

“I was half dead when he found me; I was assaulted by my father who had come home drunk.” I looked up at him and he was gazing at me. “…so he has claimed you,”

“Yea…” I felt awkward as he stared me down.

“Hello my pet,” I felt Martin wrap his arms around me and hold me in an embrace. I realized how easily I had settled into being his pet. I hadn’t given a fight once and every time he touched me I felt like melted butter.

“Hello…” I smiled at his name and turned to face him. I was welcomed with a kiss on the forehead and a hug.

“Master, I was wondering… you rave about her taste so much, may I sample her?” He tensed and his grip around me tightened.

“Why?”

“Well, I know everyone has their certain tastes and I was wondering if ours was the same.”

“You have no reason to be privileged enough to even look at her! Go back to your room!” Vincent gave a reluctant smile and
bowed.

“Yes Master, I am sorry to intrude…” He left with tension thick in the air. As soon as he was out of the room He led me to my bed and laid there with me.

“I don’t ever want you to be alone with him, or any vampire for that matter.”

“What about you?” He smiled,

“Don’t be a smart ass…” He nuzzled his head into my neck and inhaled my scent. “You’re so warm…” He purred into my ear, I giggled and pushed him away.

“That tickles!” He grabbed my wrists and laid me out on the bed, straddling my waist.

“Mmm, you have no idea what you do to me…” He licked and kissed my neck for a while, then decided to nibble on me. I felt him break my skin and lap at it. He looked into my eyes and his eyes were almost glowing they were so golden. I smiled and kissed him on the lips. I tasted myself on his lips and made a face. “What?”

“You still had blood on your lips…” I tried to rub it off with my hand, but he grabbed me and licked my lips. I wiggled underneath him and looked up at him. He was smiling and then suddenly got off of me, looking at the door.

“Master Xavier, your Uncle Reynard is here.” His servant peeked in, and looked as though she was blushing. She must have known what we were doing.

“Why is he here?” He looked a little excited.

“He says he just wanted to visit his little nephew and that he is coming to the annual ball this weekend.” Martin looked at me with a serious face,

“Don’t let anyone in unless you know it’s me.” He kissed me and he was off. I went over to my window and shut my window. I closed the curtains and locked my door, hoping that his uncle isn’t as big a creeper as Vincent. I sat on my bed thinking about whatever for god knows how long, when I heard a knock on the door. I walked over to the door and laid my ear on it. Not a peep from the other side. I sat there for a few moments, and then there was another knock.

“W-who’s there?”

“Jasmine, it’s me, open up…” I heard what sounded like Martin’s voice, whispering to me from the other side.

“Is it really you?”

“Yes dear, just open the door…” Dear? That sounded a little odd coming out of his mouth.

“How do I know?”

“You need to just trust me…”

“I have only known you for a day, how can I trust you?”

“Well, you will just have to learn…” I didn’t like the sound of him, so I crept back to my bed and hid under the covers. The knocking continued for a while until he gave up. I hid under the covers until I heard more knocking at my window. I looked over and the curtain was closed. I got up and made my way over. Being careful not to move the curtain I peeked through a little crack and could see ebony hair. Martin! I ripped open the curtains and almost had the door unlocked, when I saw the face of Vincent looking at me. He was shocked at the suddenness of me opening the curtains and was suddenly aware of how the door was unlocked. I tried to lock it, but he started to twist the handle. I was pushing as hard as I could, but to no avail. He burst through the doors, throwing me onto the floor. He walked over to me and picked me up by the neck. I whimpered and clawed at his hands, hoping for him to let me go.

“Well, well, well, we’re finally alone…”

“Let me…go!” I was holding onto his arm, trying to get some air.

“Yes, I will, but first I want to look around, I’ve never been in here without my master following close behind…” He dropped me on the ground and walked over to my wardrobe, fingering all of my clothes.

“What do you want?” I stood up, trying to regain my balance after almost passing out.

“Just being nosey…” He started to open drawers. I walked over and smacked his hand.

“Get out of my stuff!” I shut it all again, “I ha-” He threw me against the wall, holding his hand tightly around my neck.

“Little girl… I think you have NO idea who you’re messing with,” He was growling at me, his eyes growing dark. I clawed at his arm, my vision growing hazy. I started kicking at him, when he grabbed my feet, and straddled me, making my feet go on either side of him. I felt something hard rub against me, causing me to start crying. He grabbed my hands in one hand and grasped at my underwear with the other. I started to scream for Martin.

“MARTIN! H-”He smacked me across the face and looked me in the eye.

“Do it again, and you won’t live to see the sun rise…” I started to cry and prayed to god that Martin heard me. I felt my underwear tear and he took a finger and shoved it up their roughly. I felt myself tear and blood began leak out. “You’re a virgin? Ha-ha, this will be more fun than I thought.” I started to kick, hoping it would slow him down, but to no avail, he suddenly thrust into me, and I screamed. I heard pounding, and I don’t know if it was the door or in my head, but I began to feel nauseated and felt my vision go black. The last thing I felt, was his hot seed spreading through my body.

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I felt pain everywhere, my neck, my arm, and especially in my nether regions. I listened to the room around me and heard the door open. I heard footsteps walk towards me and felt a cold hand on mine.

“How could he do this to you?” I felt a tear hit my hand and I opened my eyes to see Martin crying over me.

“…Martin…?” My voice cracked as he looked up at me, his eyes full of sorrow. “I am okay… You-“

“What were you thinking letting him into your room?!”

“I thought it was you! I saw the ebony hair and automatically assumed it was you… I’m sorry.”

“Well if I remind you of him… I will be back my pet.” He kissed my neck and left in a sort of rush. I lay there, unable to get the will to move, until I just fell back asleep. When I awoke there was a maid tending to the wounds on my wrists. I lifted my arm and saw the hand marks and scratches on my wrist. Flashbacks hit me and I curled up into a ball and started crying.
‘Oh you’re a virgin?’ No…get out of my head. You have no right to be here! ‘Ha-ha, this will be more fun than I thought’

“GET OUT!” I felt my body shake and convulse with my sobs “…just….get out…” I cried until there was nothing left to cry out. The room tilted when I sat up and I felt my stomach turn. I ran to the bathroom and heaved into the toilet. There was nothing in my stomach, but somehow my stomach found something and it was now being flushed away from here. I tried to stand, but I fell down and started to sob again. My stomach grumbled and I grabbed the toilet rim. I got myself up in enough time for everything to make it into the bowl of the toilet. I slowly got the leg strength to stand and shuffled back to the bed. I lay down and closed my eyes. Images of Vincent and I flashed through my head, my eyes flashed open and I began to cry again. I don’t know where the tears came from but I lay there, wiping them from my face. The door opened Martin walked in holding the clothes that I arrived in. He knelt next to the bed and laid them down in front of me.

“Perhaps taking you away from your place in the world wasn’t a good idea. I will take you back to your home tonight and after that you will never hear of this ever again…it will all just be like a bad dream.” He kissed my forehead and left, leaving me alone with my jeans and t-shirt. What gave him the right to take me away from here, what if I didn’t want to leave? What if I wanted to stay here forever, and be with you for eternity? I lay there, motionless for hours, thinking about Martin. I got up eventually and limped around the castle, looking for Martin or anyone who could help me find him, but the halls were empty. I found a window and discovered it was late in the day, so I went to Martin’s room and laid my head to the door.

“I’m sorry that you think making me go back will solve everything... With reluctance, I will leave you now… but not back to the world that I came from, but to the one where I will wait for you.”A tear slide down my cheek and I reluctantly walked back to my room. I stepped out onto my balcony and climbed onto the railing. My vision got blurry as I began to cry again. The world was going by slowly it seemed and I felt the warm embrace of death wrap around me.

“This is it…” I whispered to myself, “I love you Martin… Maybe we will be together, only in hell…” I watched the world tilt as I fell backwards off the rail towards hell, where I would wait for my love.


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