I awoke to a familiar sharp pain in my neck, my torso pinned to the mattress. I felt groggy at first, which I assumed was due to the fact that my blood was being drained from me. Again. I blinked my eyes, trying to get a good look at the vampire as his tongue lapped at the stray blood that escaped his lips on my neck, but the darkness still impaired my vision. Here I was in a cellar, being used as a toy and food bag for his amusement. For some man who still remained a mystery to me even as he sat right in front of me. It drove me crazy that I could not at least see this monster's face as he violated me. It made me sick.

After a few minutes of considering my next move, I violently pushed him off  and began to scrambled for the cellar door which was only slightly open, revealing a thin and inviting ray of sunshine. Before I could even take two steps he had me again, gripping me so tightly around the waist that for a moment I couldn't breath. His vice-like grip on my right wrist felt like he would break my bone even at the smallest movement of further resistance. Yet despite both of these things, I still faught against him. My free hand spun around to claw at his face as I tried to squirm out of his grasp. He hissed and gripped me even tighter. I tried to supress a whimper but it escaped my lips anyway.

"Behave pet, or you will regret it." He scolds.

"Like I'm going to listen to you, asshole." I spat and threw my head back to headbutt him.

That was a horrible, dumb idea. My head throbbed and I began to grow dizzy, swaying slightly on my feet. The only reason I was still standing was because of his secure hold on me. My feeble attempts to injure him did cause him to curse out in surprise which was good in a way. I wanted him to know I woulnd't make anything easy for him. 

"Brother will you bind her hands already? I don't wish to brake my toy already." He says out into the darkness.

At that moment it became apartent to me that we were not the only ones in the room at that moment. My heart stopped and I bit my lip. It may have been slim, but at least I could have had a chance against one vampire. But two? Not a chance in hell, even if I had a stake. I really wished that I knew how to fight against these things. 

"But it's fun to watch you not get what you want. Plus I like this girl already, she has spunk and she certainly isn't afraid of you." A voice answers back, which I can only assume was his brother. 

"Damn right." I muttered and continued to squirm in his grasp. 

"Very well, I'll just have to make her fear me." The man behind me says.

Thats when I heard a loud snap, followed by my own loud scream. The Asshole broke my wrist! Yep he just earned his new name. Stupid, fucking Asshole. After he did so I was released and immediately I backed up to the nearest wall, clutching gently at my broken limb. I felt tears pierce my eyes and I admit, I wanted to cry. Yet at the same time I didn't want to give them any satisfaction. 

"What's wrong Divine? Are you going to cry? Aww, poor baby." Asshole taunts.

"Marcus will throw you out if he hears you've already hurt the girl. I suggest healing her before he finds out." The brother cautioned.

"Screw that, heal her yourself. I'm done." Asshole says bluntly and I could see his form quickly dash out the cellar door in the blink of an eye.

 A long sigh was heard before I was approached by the brother. I stood my ground but reflexively I inched away from him. 

"Stay away bloodsucker." I scowled.

"Really? You don't want me to heal your wrist? I think thats quite foolish girl. Now come here." He says calmly.

"Like hell I will. Get lost!" I shouted, though resistance was pointless.

He Bit into his wrist then gently pressed it to my mouth.

"Drink." He commanded.

I tried to argue though more of his blood enetered my mouth, making it impossible. I couldn't spit it out either so I had no choice but to do as he asked. 

"Good girl... By the way, I bought you some food and some water. I put it just beside your mattress for you." He says softly, then released me. 

The metalic taste of blood was disgusting, I didn't understand how vampires could crave this stuff. I spat out what was left in my mouth then wiped it from my lips.

"Thanks." I muttered.

I was greeted with silence and it was hard to tell if he was still there, though I could feel hiss eyes on me, watching my every movement. My feelings were confirmed a moment later when he retreated upstairs and closed the cellar door.

Again I was thrust into the cold embrace of darkness. I didn't reliase just how much I had missed sunlight until now. I missed the warmth and the simple colour of the light. I sighed and moved back to my matress and ate the food that was left for me quietly. I still felt weak but felt a little better both from the vampires blood and the food. 

I couldn't sleep for a long time after that, cautious of the vampire lurking just upstairs.