Rayne opened her eyes to find herself lying flat on the floor with Matt standing over her. She must have fainted. Matt stood silently staring at her with his arms folded across his chest waiting for her to get up from the floor.
She sat up slowly rubbing the back of her head. He never even tried to help her up.
His eyes were no longer red and he no longer had the expression on his face that caused her to scream and faint in the first place.
“Hurt yourself did you?” he asked with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
She only nodded in response.
He knelt down beside her so he could meet her at eye level.
“Care to tell me where you think you were going to go once outside the door?”
His tone was serious but not so stern as to frighten her even more.
She didn’t respond. She simply shook her head back and forth, which meant “no”
Matt had to hide the fact that he found her response humorous and tried to keep a straight face. “Well then, it appears you have lost your tongue”
He looked her straight in the eyes this time when he spoke. “Rayne, I am going to give you one chance to answer me and only one chance, consider that a warning. Now, lets try again. Care to tell me where you think you were going to go once outside the door?”
He waited for her answer and she looked at him as she tried to find her voice.
It was obvious he was growing impatient with her the longer it took for her to answer.
“I’m hungry,” she said in a voice just above a whisper.
He sighed and held out a hand to help her up from the floor. Of course she was hungry, she was a newborn, she hadn’t fed yet. He couldn’t blame her for trying to get out.
He took her hand and let her to the door. “Come with me and be quiet” he warned. She nodded in response and followed him down the hallway to the staircase. When they arrived at the basement door he stopped and turned to face her.
“Before I open this door, I want you to know that it isn’t always going to be this easy”
She looked at him a little confused but nodded as if she understood. He opened the door and there stood her diner chained to the wall. She walked through the doorway and he closed the door behind her leaving her alone to feed. A few minutes later he opened the door to find her on the other side just about to reach for the doorknob. She had a look on her face that resembled the cat that just ate the canary.
“Satisfied?” he asked
“No” she pouted
“You’ve had enough” he said and reached for her hand to lead her back up to his room.
When she took his hand she put it to her mouth and bit into it.
“Let go of my hand!” He shouted at her, but she didn’t listen. She was too consumed by blood lust.
He grabbed her hair and finally was able to pull his hand away from her. She stood there angry and the look of anger on her face only added to his anger. “You will have to learn to control yourself” he warned and dragged her behind him up the stairs.
When they reached the door to his room he shoved her inside daring her to step out of line with him one more time.
“I won’t stay here,” she said holding her hands on her hips.
“You don’t have a choice and I believe we have already had this conversation” he said matter of factly.
“Don’t you have a coffin to go crawl under?” she spat
“A coffin? You have watched Dracula one to many times my dear. You aren’t inside a television screen and I don’t have a coffin, nor would I flinch at the sight of garlic and no I am not afraid of a cross either. Now, as for you, I would suggest you make this easy for both of us and keep your mouth shut unless you have something useful to say ”
“Or what?” she dared
“Or I will remind you who sired you and what your place is in this house now”
“I’m not afraid of you”
Matt was growing more and more angry with Rayne and her last remark pushed him over the edge. He turned slowly to face her and his eyes were now glowing red. She watched as he walked towards her. The closer he got the more she wanted to run. His face was no longer the same it was almost demonic like. When he reached her he smiled baring his fangs for her to see.
“Are you afraid now?” he asked in a deep voice. She nodded her head “no” in response.
That caused him to laugh wickedly and he grabbed a handful of her hair and held it tightly in his hand. “Are you afraid now Rayne?” He asked, but again she nodded “no” in response. His laugh was deeper and darker this time as he waved his free hand in front of her. With one motion the only article of clothing she was wearing, his white shirt, was gone and she stood there as bare as the day she were born. “Are you afraid now?” he asked as his teeth grazed her neck. “No” she whispered but was unable to hide the fact that she truly was scared. She trembled in his grip. He held his grip on her hair and dragged her over to the wall where he once kept her in chains. He pushed her up against the wall and waved his hand in front of her again. Her neck now bore the metal collar that was attached to a chain in the wall. “Say it” he whispered
“No”
“Say it, Rayne”
“I wont”
Her stubbornness was all the fuel he needed to continue tormenting her. He knew she was terrified and to stubborn to admit it, but he too was just as stubborn and he wasn’t going to stop until she gave in to him. He pressed his body against hers and with a firm grip on her hair jerked her head so that her face was mere inches from his.
“Say it” he whispered
“No” she quivered
He bit down on her bottom lip and she tried to push him away but he was too strong for her. “Tell Me,” he whispered against her lips but she didn’t reply.
The collar around her neck was growing tighter and she knew it was his doing, but she wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction. He moved his lips to her ear lobe and took it between his teeth. “Tell me that you are afraid,” he whispered in her ear.
“no” she whispered back.
This time Matt backed away from her. He turned away and walked into the bathroom. When he returned he wasn’t wearing a shirt and had something in his hand behind his back but Rayne couldn’t see what it was.
“Did you miss me?” he asked when he approached her again. All he got in response was an eye full of spit.
Now, he was enraged and she didn’t know what hit her when he slapped her across the face.
Matt grabbed Rayne’s hand and with the other revealed what he was hiding. It was a metal razor blade. He raised her hand so that is was level with his chest and traced the razor across her wrist. A line of blood formed instantly. He brought her wrist to his lips and licked the blood off and then took the razor again and traced it up her arm lightly not hard enough for him to cut her. When he reached her shoulder blade he pressed down hard on the razor causing her to bleed again and much to his pleasure he traced his tongue over the wound licking every drop of blood. Tears fell from her eyes now and he whispered once again in her ear. “Tell me and I will stop” but she didn’t say a word.
He moved the razor down from her shoulder to her breast never taking his eyes off of hers. She felt blood trickle down to her stomach and couldn’t take it anymore. “Please” she cried trying to push his hand away. “Say it” he demanded.
“I…I’m afraid” she cried. He waved his hand in front of her and the collar disappeared. The shirt she was wearing before was now covering her again. A sucker for tears, he cradled her in his arms and held her there as she cried. “Just listen to me and you will have nothing to fear. He whispered as she trembled in his arms. “I will break you like a stubborn mare if you don’t”
