Stacy's POV
I decided to take the dishes to the kitchen when I was done eating. It's a surprise Mrs. Lauretha didn't show up; I guess she now knows that I'm free to take a walk.
For the past few days, I have never thought or planned to escape since the previous warning. Now that I'm free to roam around, I guess I should take this as a great opportunity; I thought in bed and rolled sideways in excitement. Although I know escaping won't be that easy, at least I can now try without being suspected.
I was still deep in thought, thinking of my escape plan, when I suddenly heard his voice in my head. I froze on a spot in bed, and all of a sudden, everything that makes me alive seemed to stop functioning.
"Hey, go wait for me in the room with your head bowed." I heard him say.
I blinked twice and came back to be alive again when I heard him complete his sentence. I thought he would be gone for a long time, and I thought I'd have to worry less for a few days.
"Just why is he back now?" I asked myself, on the verge of tears.
I sluggishly got down from the bed and made to leave for his chamber. A heavy, cold breeze blew past me as I walked down the hallway. It sent a chill down my spine, and I started shivering as a result of the breeze.
After what seemed like 5 minutes, I arrived at his door. To my surprise again, I can't find Jimmy standing by the door outside. I guess he doesn't stay overnight; I thought and decided to move into the room.
I entered the room and stayed near the exit. I bowed my head like he had ordered. The last thing I'd want to happen tonight is to offend him further.
I wrapped my hands around myself and shivered as I bowed. His room is just as cold as the hallway. I wonder if the window is open; the breeze is becoming stronger, it makes me shiver more.
When I saw that the cold was becoming unbearable, I raised my head and decided to see if the window was open. Then, shockingly, my eyes met with a pair of glazing red eyes.
I was surprised to see him in the room; he didn't use the door. He showed up exactly when I raised my head.
"Why does it have to be now?" I was scared and, at the same time, angry.
I froze on a spot and couldn't bring myself to look away from him. I'm so doomed tonight; his eyes are red, and there's no way I won't end up dying in his hands tonight. I thought and began to shake more. This time around, it's not the cold, but his scary presence.
"Get over here," he said in my head, and sat on his bed calmly, with his head bowed, like someone who's not about to kill someone's daughter.
I heard him, but I didn't budge from where I was staying. It's not like I really want to get on his nerves; my feet still just can't move. I'm so scared to take a step.
He suddenly raised his head and looked in my direction. He twitched his neck to the side and furrowed his brows when he saw I wasn't budging.
All of a sudden, I realized I had been staring at him all this while, and I immediately bowed my head in great fear.
"You're really fond of daring, huh?" I heard him say it in my head again from where he's sitting.
"I guess I have to come get you myself," he said, and I saw him standing right in front of me immediately after he said that. He just vanished to my front.
"Please, let me go." I said, still bowing, and let the tears stream down my cheeks.
"Not tonight, Stace," I heard him mumble my name for the first time.
"I can't hold on any longer," he added, and before I knew it, he plunged into my skin.
"Argh..." I screamed out in pain, struggling to be free, and all of a sudden, I stopped feeling any pain. This made me stop struggling to free myself from his grasp and start to deliberate on the whole scenario.
I was still trying to figure out what was happening when he suddenly moved me backward, slowly, and made my back hit the door.
His fangs have been in my skin; he didn't plunge out for a moment since he plunged in. I felt the pain immediately after he plunged in, but right now I'm not feeling any pain, and he still keeps feeding on me.
"Why am I not feeling pain?" I kept on wondering until I realized the life in me was leaving slowly.
"Is this how my life is really going to end?" I thought and let the tears flow, knowing clearly I might be unconscious anytime soon.
"Not yet blonde," I suddenly heard him say, and that made me snap my eyes open.
Surprisingly, he bit on his own flesh.
"Here," he said, bringing his wrist to my lips, asking me to suck from his bitten flesh.
His mouth is red as it drips off my blood. His eyes are still abnormal, but this time, they are bluish-red, which looked as deadly as ever.
The last thing I'd do here tonight is make myself strong in order to be drunk dry by a heartless vampire. I shook my head sideways at his wrist, declining his offer.
When he saw I wasn't ready to adhere, he held my chin forcefully, and brought his wrist to my mouth.
I couldn't really struggle to be free from his forceful grasp. A human in my current state wouldn't dare.
After making me gulp down his blood forcefully, I immediately felt energized.
"Now let me recover fully," he said, and vanished with me to the bed. As my back hit the soft fabric on the bed, Instantly sat up.
"Don't worry, it's not that," he suddenly said, and pulled me by my leg. Feeling trapped, he made me lie flat on my back again, and then came on top of me.
Argh..." I screamed when I felt another skin tearing up on my other shoulder.