(Your POV)

I sat in a dark room, staring into the dark depths of it, hearing the creaking footsteps come don the hall.

I sucked in a breath, feeling my hands shake as the room opened, casting light into the room, however, it was only for a moment before the door was shut quickly.

I heard his footsteps come closer, feeling my heart pound.

I felt icy cold fingers on my cheeks, and hot breath of my face.

"You know, of all the girls who donate blood, I'd have to say your my favorite. Your blood is divine." I heard him whisper in my ear, full of desire.

I shivered as I felt him tug the side of my collar down,

the tips of his fangs press against my skin before I felt a stabbing pain.

My fingers instantly made their way to his shoulder, clutching at the fabric, trying to ignore the noise.

I heard him chuckle lowly.

He was a sadist, if ever I saw one.

I felt him wrap his arms down round my waist.

I could tell that Ferid was losing himself,

He was drinking too much blood, and it was making me feel faint.

"F-Ferid, I think you're taking too much." I whispered.

I felt him withdraw his fangs.

"What? Don't you like me taking your blood." He asked, somewhat sarcastically, tracing my cheek with his long pointy fingernails.

"I don-" 

Crud, I almost forgot.. if I showed any real dislike, he might not help me.

I'd been having an almost good life so far, living in his house.

Although it hadn't been so great being the constant victim of his.

"Yes. Yes I do." I said, sadly hanging my head.

He pushed up my chin, I, now being able to see his red eyes glow as the dark started to fad til it was a hazy black.

"Good. I'll be back later." 

And with that, he vacated the room, leaving me.

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Authors Note: I wrote a short chapter...

Kinda waiting to see how much people like it before I continue.

-coughs- If I get enough votes, I'll make it into a mild Yandere later. ^-^