Centophobia

I woke up to a dimly lit room in a huge fucking bed. This wasn't my room. I squinted around taking note that it was dark outside and everything hurt like a bitch. I slipped out of the bed as quietly as possible, not sure who's house I was in and not wanting to wake them up. If I could make it outside, I'm home free. I know this town like the back of my hand. My feet lightly hopped along the carpet making my way quickly over to the door. I had just touched the door handle when I remembered what had happened yesterday.

This must be Chris's house. Shit, now I really need to get out of here. I slipped out of the door, making sure to close it soundlessly when I turned to go down the hall.

And ran smack dab into the fucking vampire.

"Good, you're up." He said with a warm smile, picking me up without a single word. "You should still be resting, but you need to eat something." He said all happy and shit.

"What love bug crawled up your ass." I grumbled squeezing tightly to his shoulders. Don't look down. Don't look down. Don't look down. Don't lo--

"The fact that I have a beautiful Fae clinging to my body for dear life after I practically saved her life." He laughed sitting me down on a stool facing his breakfast bar.

"You didn't save my life. It was just a bad panic attack." I mumbled to his back. He started pulling food out of everywhere. I swear I have never seen so much food. Where in the world did he put all the dishes?

"It was actually the your blood fighting against the human medicines. A Natural's system can't handle man-made medicines. Oh! And what I'm assuming you thought was a disc popped out of place; Brandon said it was actually your wings. He said that only the tips were breaking through for some reason." He said before starting to make some type of batter and then cutting up some fruit.

"Uh huh." I said, slightly hypnotized by the way he looked as he cooked. He wasn't wearing anything special. Just some well fitted jeans and a t-shirt with some design on it I didn't recognize. Honestly, I couldn't help but appreciate how masculine his form really was. Wow. I came out of my daze feeling a light rasp on my nose. I looked up and pouted at Chris who was now sitting a bowl of fruit on the bar.

"It's not polite to stare, Little One." He smiled, pushing the bowl towards me.

"Chris, I'm not really hungry." I said quietly, trying to calm the nausea in my stomach as I smelled the waffles he was making. He flipped one out of the maker than walked over to me. He lifted me up by the chin and looked at my face for a few seconds.

"I know you have an eating disorder. Not just because you grew up human, but because for some reason you became bulimic by human standards. You're body won't change sizes easily, because your a Natural, but that doesn't mean you aren't still deteriorating." He said in such a straight voice I almost felt guilty, almost. Not quite.

"I'm not hungry." I said firmly, getting up from the table, glaring at him. "Nor am I going to stay here. Good-day, Bloodsucker." I spat walking to the door, leaving a stunned Chris in the kitchen. As soon as I made my exit out of the kitchen I sprinted for the door, but even at my top speed I wasn't fast enough. I was grabbed before I even reached the door, captured in the long, strong arms of the one and only asshat.

"Little One, you really like to test everyone's patience don't you?" He sighed turning me around to face him. I just glared at him as he seemed to search my face for something. Then he was pulling my face to his neck. WHAT THE FUCK?

"Christopher! I'm a FAE not a Damn VAMPIRE" I shouted struggling against his unbreakable hold.

"Just trust me! You need to feed!"

"NO!"

"DAMN IT QAE! JUST FUCKING BITE ME!" He roared, making me wimper and just do as he says. At first nothing happened. I didn't have vampire teeth so I couldn't just make an opening like they could. I had finally tore through his skin and a single drop of his slightly bitter black blood dripped onto my tongue when I was ripped away.

"Cerulli! You know Fae drinking blood is sacred! What the hell do you think you were doing?" Kylie shouted at the vampire who immediately shrunk.

Kylie.

Kylie was giving the vampire a tongue lashing that any mother figure would be proud of. I was turned to face Devin.

"Did you taste any of his blood?" He said calmly while Kylie was still ripping into Chris who wasn't even trying to retaliate.

"Not really, why-"

"Yes or no, Little One."

"Yes, but just a drop. Chris was trying to force me to eat some food, then told me to bite him."

"She's starving herself! I had to try to get nutrition in her somehow! It's not like I was going to bite her!" Chris finally defended as Kylie started rubbing her temple. Devin sighed.

"Jinxx is not going to be happy about this."

Notes