A Vampiric Mind's Recovery 2

Just then the sound of motorcycles sounded and only grew louder. Luthin and his guest glanced at you then looked back at each other. Before a word was uttered, the stranger knocked the lamp off of the table and left you in complete darkness. The sound of a door opening made you gasp, but then it was only slammed. SILENCE.

You whimpered and desperately yanked at the hand cuffs. You struggled there for about two minutes, pulling intensely, not thinking about the pain, only the desperate desire for freedom. Warm blood ran down the palms of your hands and dripped on the floor, meeting with your salty tears. You could feel your temple bulging, your head was about to explode. The cuffs were now around your knuckles, there was no way this wasnt going to hurt. You screamed out loud and gave them both one last, hard yank. You held your breath and dropped the cuffs. The links softly rattled while hitting the floor.
"Damn you Luthin, Ill have my revenge yet!" you whispered in vein as you brought your wrists to your chest. Body swaying, your breaths eventually paced themselves, making it less obvious for you to be noticed.
"Ok, now where the hell was that door?" you questioned to no one in particular. You walked around, feeling your way along the cold, steel walls. Your fingers stubbed on a door hinge and you could feel your heart in your throat. You sighed as you placed your hand on the door handle, and turned it. Or so you thought you turned it, before the door could open, two arms wrapped themselves around you and you were dragged to the floor.
He slammed you against the concrete flooring. The sound of your head clashing reverberated off the walls and returned to your ears as what seemed like a million times louder. You wailed out in your pain then he covered your mouth.
"Did you honestly think that we would leave you in here alone?" he asked, questioning your intelligence. By now you knew this wasnt Luthin, it must be the other man. He pinned you to the ground and climbed on top of you, your arms included so you couldn't fight to get up.
You bit his hand as hard as you could, but he didnt remove it. Your trashing stopped as you heard his breathing become louder, he must be closer than you imagined. He lifted one of his knees, grasped one of you wrists, and released your mouth. You struggled even harder to escape, but he had no intention of moving.
"Your blood smells so tempting." He teased. He lifted your arm up, you tried to recoil it, but he was just way too strong.
"Your so fucking lucky I dont have my sais with me, Id slit your throat and bath in your blood!" you yelled sitting up slightly.
"What a morbid little skank I have on my hands." he whispered into your thoughts.
There was no way you could see his hand to dodge it, so it came. He withdrew his hand behind his head and brought it down on your face with so much force. Your head hit the wall again and you coughed violently.
"By the way my name is Zant." he joked as if names meant anything at this moment.
"Zant, a fucking slap, are you serious? Youre a vampire arent you, well that was pathetic!" you screamed toward the direction his hand originated from.
He released a loud chuckle and your breath caught in your throat as you heard him unzip his pants. "Not so out-spoken now are you?" he announced.
He once again lifted up your hand to his lips and you almost barfed as you felt his tongue slide across your gashes. Repeatedly, you struggled to break free, but he refused to let you escape.
"Ugh, thats sick!" you whispered. He chuckled again and continued to feed.
"Thanks, and you're not so bad yourself." his snickering laugh got under your skin and you wished nothing more than to be-head him.
"Wow, your blood is so rich, your lucky your not mine, or I would end you here. Want a taste?" He stated rubbing it in your face.
He replaced your hand beneath his leg before he forced a kiss. His tongue slithered in and out of your mouth; you could taste the remains of your own blood. He retreated and you turned your head to spit.
"Ugh, that was sick, you pervert!"
"Once Luthin is done with you, well have more time alone." He forced the statement into your mind. A silence so thick feel upon you both then, but only to be slaughtered by his harsh laugh.
"The day that I end up anywhere with you, is the day hell freezes over!" you whispered coldly under your breath. In response to your comment, he lifted his knees and grabbed your wrists, forcing them above your head.
He pushed them hard up against the wall so you couldnt move, while he adjusted and laid down on your body. Every curve of your body could be felt by him, it was most uncomfortable.
"So, what was that? Listen little girl, every time you talk just gets you deeper and deeper into trouble." His words stuck in your head, but you know that would never happen. His icy fingers found their way to your side. "Oh well, if Luthins girl is gone by the time he gets back, thats only her fault." He joked, tracing his finger in a circle on the side of your hip bone, gradually sliding upward.
"First, I dont belong to anyone! Second, if you dont get your hands off of me, you won't have anything left to grope yourself with on those long lonely nights when no body wants you around!" by the end of your explanation you lowered your voice to a whisper.
"Oh yeah, and what do you plan to do?" he asked, just begging you to make a move. He slowly slid his hand between your legs. He laughed at your discomfort and only continued. Every inch of your face grew hot with anger; you could feel your face turning red as the blood rushed though your temples. You exploded and threw him off of you. You rose to your feet, and waited for him to come.
He appeared close to you in a flash and pinned you against the wall. You threw your arms up and broke his weight balance against the wall. You punched him in the stomach, and as he bent down in reflex, you kneed him in the face.
"Ugh, you stupid wench!" he screamed. Just as he did, the door swung open and a man entered. The door shut and as soon as the stranger came, he disappeared.
"Oh god, dont let that be Luthin, please!" you thought to yourself. The guest turned around, looking everywhere, but gave up and pinned you again. He forced his body upon you and without thinking about it, you kneed him in the groin. He retreated quickly and almost fell to the ground. He stood up straight and hissed at you, mouth open, fangs flexed.
"This is it, Im going to die!" your mind soared with fears.

dun...dun...dun dee dee dee
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