A Slave to Love (Vampire Love Story) [Chap. 8]

Chapter 8: Sweetheart, I'll Be Your Rubber Ducky
“Kiana!” someone shouted from behind me.

I quickened my pace but the person caught up anyways, not even slightly winded. I scowled at the ground.

“Oh come on you can’t still be mad at me for the lake thing last night!” Landon whined as he adjusted his stride to mine.

“Lake thing?” I asked tiredly.

He gave me a weird look and it took me a moment to remember what happened last night. Landon picking me up, running, dumping me in lake.

Oh.

“Fuck off,” I muttered, too tired to even bother putting in the energy to be mad. I was exhausted from being up all night; thinking about Sinbad and vampires and my tattoos and conduits and blood and then Katie came back and then Jill came back as well making noise and I just couldn’t sleep last night.

“What’s wrong?” he asked immediately, putting a hand on my arm to stop me from walking.

“What do you mean?” I asked, yawning.

“You’re not being as snippy with me as usual, so something must be wrong,” he searched my eyes, “Besides, you look like hell.”

“Thanks,” I said sarcastically, walking around him and shaking his arm off.

“Kiana!” He said, exasperated as he caught up to me again, “Would you just tell me what’s wrong?”

Well, let’s see now. After you dumped me in the lake I go to my dorm only to pass out, have you carry me to my room, see a guy lying on my bed but then he disappeared, then took a shower and the guy popped up again, showing me a memory of what happened that one week in June before he claimed he was a vampire and that I was his slave.

Yeah.

Believable story? I think not.

“Nothing,” I hissed, stomping off down the hallway.

He caught up again but this time didn’t say anything and we walked to English in silence.

I didn’t talk to anybody all morning until we got to lunch. The four of us, Nate, Katie, Landon and I, all went to go eat outside by the lake since it was such a beautiful day.

Even at lunch I ate in silence, scanning the campus occasionally for that black haired Sinbad guy but I couldn’t find him.

I was so wrapped up in my thoughts, wondering if maybe Sinbad was telling the truth about vampires when I felt someone shaking my arm.

“Kiana!”

“What?” I asked, jerked out of my thoughts as I turned to the voice.

Landon’s blue eyes met mine and he seemed pretty damn annoyed.

“Why are you so quiet?” he asked, letting go of my arm.

I shrugged, looking out at the lake sparkling in the sun, “I don’t know,” I admitted, “I’m just…thinking about something.”

“Thinking about what?” Nate asked, lying down on his back next to me.

“Just…stuff,” I said casually, “Nothing important.”

More like super important! As in life changing important!

“Ah, then you must be thinking about Landon,” Nate joked.

I smiled, “Nice one,” I high-fived him while Landon pouted.

“Why is everyone always so mean to me?” he whined.

Katie patted his arm, “You’ll get used to it,” she assured him, grinning.

Landon sighed, “Well, I’m never going to have to worry about having ego with you guys around. My self-esteem is definitely taking a few hits and it’s only been two days.”

“What a pity,” I shrugged, “It’s a shame no one really cares.”

“Ouch,” he said dramatically, putting a hand over his heart, “That hurt.”

“You’ll live,” I rolled my eyes as the bell rang, “Come on, let’s get to class already.”

Katie and I went to our dorm room and Nate and Landon went to theirs. When we arrived at our dorm, we found Jill and her boy toy making out intensely on her bed.

“Yo, lovebirds class is starting in ten minutes so you better get your perverted asses up and go,” I said, gathering my books.

When there was no reply I continued, “Oh well, come on Katie. Let’s go meet Landon and Nate before class; we’ve still got plenty of time.”

Since I had been watching Jill, I saw her stiffen and push her boy toy away. I laughed, grabbed Katie by the wrist and ran like hell out of there.

“That was so mean!” Katie giggled.

“Oh boohoo, the Ice Queen gets fooled,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Like I care.”

“You know, this is going to be a fun year with you around,” Katie said, patting my arm with a wide grin.

I flicked my hair over my shoulder dramatically, “I know,” I struck a pose, “Because I’m totally awesome!”

“Alright then Miss Awesome, hurry your butt or else we’re totally going to be late for class,” Katie said, chuckling.

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A week passed and I felt dreadful. I was restless, antsy, jumpy, and snippy. My tattoo never once tingled and every day I grew a little bit worse and I couldn’t help but think of Sinbad’s words.

“Fine,” he said, shooting me a surprisingly serious look, “You don’t believe in vampires? Fine. You don’t want me around? Fine.”

He opened the bathroom door before turning around again, his red eyes boring into mine, “But don’t blame me when in a few days you’re practically going crazy,” he said icily, “There’s a reason you picked this place of all the places in the world to transfer to. And it wasn’t for the good academics in this school.”

Ugh! That cryptic little…little….vampire! There! I said it!

Can he come back now so I can get my sanity back? I don’t care about dignity, I’m at the point where I’m ready to go on my knees and beg for him to come back just so I can be normal again.

Fortunately for me, Nate, Katie and Landon all assume that I’m just PMS’ing hardcore and not that I’m missing my….vampire? If I was his slave wouldn’t that mean he’s my master?

Fuck no. Not happening in this century or the next! If he thinks I’m going to wait on him hand and foot he’s got another thing coming!

On Tuesday night, a week and a day after I met Sinbad…again…I decided to try something. He said my tattoo tingled if I was looking for him and he was nearby.

Well, let’s test that little theory.

I wanted to go lie on my bed and be relaxed but decided that since Jill was with her boy toy, again, and was going to be with him until eight o’clock I decided to go in the bathroom and have a bubble bath and try to find him from there.

Yes, that sounds stupid. But I figured out during French class that it’s not that I actually physically have to go look for him; I just have to sort of think of him and picture him in my mind for a long while before I can find him. It almost worked during French but then the teacher whipped her meter stick on my desk to get me to pay attention.

That bitch.

Anyways, so here I was, lying in the bathtub with bubbles up to my collarbone, eyes closed as I focused extremely hard on Sinbad and where he might be.

“Damn, had I known you were in the bathtub I would have come sooner,” came a familiar voice.

My eyes flashed open and there was Sinbad, sitting next to the bathtub, leaning one arm along the rim while he smirked at me.

I sank deeper beneath the bubbles, instantly regretting my decision to do it while taking a bath but feeling incredibly relieved that he was here.

“You didn’t keep your word,” I said icily, folding my arms over my chest for added measure even though I had plenty of bubbles to cover myself with.

He blinked, “What?”

“Pardon me,” I corrected automatically before repeating, “You didn’t keep your word.”

He frowned deeply, “What are you talking about?”

“In the tent you said you always keep your word,” I reminded him, “And then we made a deal to tell each other our names if we ever meet again.”

I smirked at him, “You didn’t keep your word.”

He scowled at me, “Excuse me for forgetting but I was a bit distracted by you to give a damn about names.”

“Aww, how sweet of you,” I said sarcastically, “Fess up already, who the hell are you?”

He sighed, “If you insist,” he said, dipping a finger into the bath, swirling the bubbles around, “My name is Blade.”

“And I have a problem,” I muttered, feeling like I was in an AA meeting or something.

He flicked water at me, “Be nice and return the favour.”

I sighed, sinking even deeper under the bubbles and water, “Kiana,” I said simply.

“Alright then Kiana, do you believe in vampires now?” he asked.

I hesitated, “I…suppose. Yes.”

“Took you long enough, I was about to lose my mind,” he said, brushing his black hair out of his eyes with his free hand.

I raised my eyebrows at that one, “Missed me?” I teased.

He glared, “This conduit thing works both ways, human. You feel like shit because you haven’t seen me and I feel like shit because I haven’t seen you.”

“Somehow I think we’re both going to be very sick of each other soon,” I sighed, closing my eyes.

Something touched my thigh and ran up the length of it and my eyes flashed open again.

“Sin- I mean, Blade! Cut it out!” I snapped, snatching his away while I clamped my legs shut just in case.

“Hey, you’re my slave. I can do what I want with you,” he leaned forward so our faces were inches apart, “Even sex.”

“Hell no, find some other girl to do because if you want sex with me it’ll be considered rape,” I said, gripping his hand tightly, digging my nails in.

“Oh yeah? Then why are you still holding my hand?” he asked, smirking.

“Because I don’t trust you, you pedophile,” I hissed.

“Sure,” he rolled his red eyes at me.

“What the hell does a….what did you say I was again? Not a slave but the other word?” I frowned as I tried to remember.

“Conduit,” he said, sounding bored.

“Okay, what does a conduit do exactly?” I asked curiously.

He shrugged, “A conduit is sort of like an assistant or a slave to the vampire. A vampire can use them for help maintaining any staff if they have any, organizing parties or stuff like that.”

He must have caught my disgusted look because he rolled his eyes, “Don’t worry; I’m not the most social of the vampires so you won’t be organizing any parties or anything.”

He plucked my arm out of the water, holding it carefully in his hand while he traced the black tattoo with one finger, “Mostly, a conduit is just for company. Most vampires lose their friends and families, if they weren’t born a vampire anyways, and since they have no one left a conduit is always a good choice of companion.”

“But isn’t a companion human? They won’t last forever either,” I pointed out, frowning.

“Yes,” his finger faltered before continuing to trace my tattoo again, “But sometimes the vampire keeps the conduit around for eternity if they are really close.”

“As in—?” I gaped. “But what if they don’t want to be turned into a vampire?”

He shrugged, “Like I said, that’s usually only if they are really close and the conduit decides to give up everything for their…master.”

We were silent for a moment before I spoke again, “Do you get lonely?” I asked softly.

“No,” he snorted, “I have friends and I have plenty of women—I mean, things to do.”

I yanked my arm out of his grasp, “You know, for a second there I actually believed you had an ounce of normal in there but nope, it’s gone.”

“Normal?” his face scrunched up in disgust, “Why would anyone want to be normal?”

“Because normal is good, it’s safe, boring, but hey you can’t get everything,” I shrugged.

“Safe? Being safe is overrated. I live dangerously,” he said, smirking again as he went back to running a finger along my thigh.

This time, I made no move to push him away. I wanted to see how far I could go before I snapped…or he did.

“Like that little stunt you pulled at that party of yours? Saving my life?” I prodded.

He laughed darkly, “I’m actually disappointed about that; I didn’t get in the least bit of trouble…” he cast a glance at me, “Or so I thought.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Well, obviously someone didn’t want me to have you because they wiped your memory of anything that had to do with me,” he frowned, his finger resting against my inner thigh slightly as he thought, “Hmmm, maybe they thought I was going to ditch you completely.”

“You kind of did,” I said dryly.

“Hey, that’s not my fault. I didn’t want to have you as a conduit, but stupid Aros knocked out any argument I had and I couldn’t refuse or else you’d be publicly slaughtered,” he scowled.

“Aww! How sweet of you!” I said.

He frowned, “I can’t tell if that was sarcastic or not.”

“To be honest, I don’t know either,” I shrugged.

“Oh GOD!” I heard Jill shriek.

I clapped hands over my ears, “Why do I have such a disgusting dorm mate?” I groaned, “What time is it?”

He snorted and went back to tracing the length of my thigh underwater, “Like I know.”

The bubbles in my bath were slowly starting to diminish but I fortunately had enough to keep myself covered. Either way, Sinbad…I mean…Blade had to leave soon. There was no way in hell I was letting him see me naked.

“Can you get my watch?” I asked, pointing to my watch on the counter against the opposite wall of the bath tub.

He looked at the watch and then looked back at me, “First of all, you are my slave not the other way around,” he said, flicking water at me again, “Second of all, get it yourself if you want to know the time.”

“I’m naked in case you forgot! I’m not going to get out and let you see me,” I scowled as I heard more moans and pants coming from the other side of the bathroom door.

“Damn,” he said, inching his whole hand up my leg towards dangerous territories, “I was really hoping for a show.”

“Stop,” I growled, grabbing his hand again.

“Ugh, what a virgin,” he said in disgust.

“Man whore,” I shot back.

“Slut,” he retorted.

“Fat ass,” I said, determined to win this name calling competition.

“Bitch,” he scoffed.

“Bastard,” I said, leaning forward towards him as I glared.

“Ho,” he said, leaning forward as well.

“Misogynist,” I snapped, so close to his face we were almost touching noses like Eskimo’s.

“Ooh, big word,” he said smirking, “Does your brain hurt from thinking that one up?”

“Nope, but my eyes hurt from looking at your face,” I said.

“Touché,” he said, nodding slowly, “I picked a good one.”

“Excuse me?” I narrowed my eyes at him, “I’m not an object.”

He rolled his eyes, “Take it as a compliment, sweetheart, I don’t give them too often.”

“I have name,” I hissed, “Use it.”

“What ever you say, sweetheart,” he teased, backing away when I tried to slap him.

“I hope you get staked through the heart and die,” I glowered at him.

He clucked his tongue disapprovingly at me, “That was not very nice. You should really be punished.”

I sank beneath my bubbles again, “Don’t you dare,” I said venomously.

He laughed, “I’m the master here and you’re the slave, I’ll punish you how and whenever I want.”

He paused for a moment, “You know, that sounds really dirty if you think about it.”

“I do not want to think about it and I do not want you touching me!” I exclaimed, wide eyed as the blood rushed to my cheeks.

“So damn moody,” he muttered under his breath, but I barely heard him over Jill’s cries and pants of “Oh my God!” and stuff.

I shuddered, wishing I had earphones or something to block her out.

“Jeez, that girl’s not shy,” he commented, looking at the door.

“No kidding,” I said under my breath before I talked louder again, “Look, can you please just check the time? I want her boy toy out of there so you can leave so I can get dressed.”

He stood up, pulling his arm out of the water before checking my phone for the time.

“Seven thirty,” he announced before sitting back next to the bathtub, “Another thirty minutes stuck here…” he looked up at my from under his black hair, “Another thirty minutes with me,” he said mischievously.

“Ugh,” I said, sliding down so my whole body was submerged until my collarbone, leaning my head back against the wall.

He started running his hand up and down my thigh again, almost absentmindedly while we waited for a few moments.

“You know,” he said suddenly, “You’re pretty smart for a human.”

“Thanks,” I said sarcastically, not opening my eyes.

“No, seriously. It usually takes conduits weeks, sometimes even months, to be able to summon their master like that,” he said, his voice sounding closer.

“Whoohoo for me then,” I said, still unaffected. I felt his hand leave me thigh and for some reason I wished he would put it back.

I’m beginning to think someone slipped a little something extra into my dinner this evening because that is so not like me.

Something wet brushed along my neck and I opened my heads, tilting my head forward to see Blade, brushing the back of his hand along my neck. He caught a strand of my hair and tucked it back into my bun, his red eyes never once leaving mine.

“What are you doing?” I asked softly.

He pulled away, turning his head in the other direction as he squeezed his eyes shut, “I don’t know,” he admitted, “I just—never mind.”

Blade stood up abruptly, “I should go,” he said, wiping his hand and arm on a towel.

I resisted the urge to stand up as well and settled for grabbing his pant leg, “Go? Why?” I asked, feeling slightly panicked as my tattoo started to tingle again.

“Because frankly, I have better ways to spend my nights,” he smirked, “Like having hot sex with a sexy vampiress.”

I glowered at him, “Sorry for cutting into your breeding time,” I snapped.

“It’s hardly breeding; I refuse to have children,” he grinned, “Besides, my little vampiress can’t have children anyways so that’s a whole load of fun for me.”

“Ew,” I groaned, covering my face with my wet hands.

“Trust me, if I ever had sex with you, you wouldn’t be disgusted,” he said and I opened my eyes to see him leaning over the bathtub, a hand on either side of me with his face just inches away, “You’d want more and more of me.”

“Are all vampires always so cocky when it comes to sex?” I glared.

“Of course,” he said matter-of-factly, “It’s one of the many things we excel at.”

“That is pathetic,” I said, disgusted.

He groaned, “Why did I get stuck with such a virgin!?” he said, exasperated.

“Why did I get stuck with a pervert?” I mocked him.

He leaned forward again so his forehead was pressed against mine and my eyes slipped shut automatically, “You like it,” he breathed.

I shook my head slightly, hating the fact that I liked having him touch me.

He pulled away suddenly and I opened my eyes, gaping at him as he wandered over to the bathroom door. I would assume Jill and her boy toy were finished doing…each other…since it was pretty damn quiet all of a sudden.

“Well, this was nice,” he said, grabbing the door knob, “If you ever need someone to play with in the bath tub like….” He paused for a long moment, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at me as he smirked, “Like a rubber ducky then call me.”

“Oops, don’t got one,” I said, flashing him what I hoped was a sexy smile, pulling my legs out of the bath to stretch them out so they were resting, folded, on the rim of the bath tub. I saw him glance at my legs, eyeing them for a long moment before he looked back up at my face. I couldn’t help but smirk at him. “So what now?”

“Sweetheart, I’ll be your rubber ducky,” he said, his eyes running across my legs again as he walked towards me.

I motioned for him to come towards me with a crooked finger, struggling to keep in my laughter as I kept a poker face. He came and kneeled by the bath tub again, resting his hand on my leg.

“And here I thought you were going to be acting like a little virgin all the time,” he said, his voice rougher than before as he leaned towards me.

I smirked, wrapping my wet arms around his neck, still trying to keep my chest area beneath the water as I leaned forward, my lips at his ear.

“You are a totally,” I started, keeping my voice as seductive as possible before I cried, “EASY!”

Blade jerked away in surprise, blinking at me with his red eyes while I laughed.

“Oh my God!” I gasped, “You actually believed that I wanted to—” I broke off because I was laughing so hard.

“You little bitch,” he cursed, untangling himself from my arms as he scowled.

“Hey, don’t hate me. Hate the fact that you can only think with one brain at a time,” I said, shooting a pointed look to his groin area before I looked back up at his face, grinning.

His scowl deepened, “I give you credit for that one,” he grumbled, “But don’t do it again.”

I waved my hand dismissively, “You’re such a baby.”

“That’s it, I’m leaving before I kill you,” he announced, standing up and striding to the bathroom door again.

As soon as his back was turned, I snatched a towel off the rack and stood up, wrapping the towel around me like a dress before I stepped out of the bath tub and onto the bath carpet. I dried my feet and hurried towards him, clutching my towel with one hand while I put my other hand on his shoulder.

“Blade, wait,” I said, “When am I going to see you again?”

He froze; hand on the doorknob with his back to me. After a moment, he turned around slowly to face me, “Soon,” he said curtly, “And don’t you dare think of locking your window or I swear to God I’ll strangle you.”

“Wow, I’m really feeling the love from this bond,” I said dryly.

Before I could even blink he had me pinned against the bathroom door. I felt it pressing against me but I was more concerned with the fact that his face was really close again.

“I could show you love,” he smirked, grabbing my hands and pinning them above my head.

I glared, “What? Sex? That’s not love; that’s lust.”

He snorted, “What’s the difference?”

“You’re such a guy,” I snapped, struggling for a moment, “Let me go!”

He released me but didn’t move away. I tossed another glare his way before I stepped out from in front of him and walked around him.

“Goodbye, Blade,” I said venomously.

“Goodbye, Kiana,” he said and then suddenly he disappeared.

What the shit?

How does he do that?!

I scowled deeply before I turned and walked to the mirror. I stared at my red cheeks and bright brown eyes, not understanding how I could have a total stranger touching me and like it and how I could seduce a total stranger….and like it.
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And the winner for the badass australian vampire name is....Blade!
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He's such a pervert!
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