Bloody Love: Chapter Three (Patreon)

Chef Note: I know it's been a while since i've updated this story but im just now getting back into the hang of juggling everything in my life including two stories lol. I realize House of Alphas really takes a lot of my mental capacity so I decided to write these chapters a little shorter like I used to. That way I'm not writing big chunks of chapters for both. This is much easier. Also, can I say how tough it is to go from Daddy House of Alpha Toji to this wet-wipe vampire Toji- MY goodness lol.

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Chapter Three

You lay on the old bed, curled in the fetal position. Fingers fiddling with the sheet…hair…clothes… or whatever you could mess with. You weren’t truly thinking. Stuck in a state of disconnection. The reality of your situation is quite heavy to bear. You were blind to time. You don't know how much of it was lost.

Earlier you had heard your car start and then drift away. Immediately you knew what the man was doing. He was making you disappear. Perhaps he'll make it look like a crash… a tragedy on the way to the airport. During the time he was away you had screamed and pulled on your chains until you were exhausted, but not even Megumi came to your aid. You now lay with your throat hoarse and your body hurts all over. Your eyelids try to close but anxiety forces them open. It felt like you were slowly dying along with your adrenaline rush.

The constant dripping of water turned into a lulling sound as if it were hypnotizing you deeper into nothing. You may have dozed but it was an open-eye kind of sleep. The kind of sleep where you questioned if you had actually a blink of rest or if it were your imagination.

You had to think…

How were you going to survive this?

You don't know what the vampire has up his sleeve, or what he plans to do with you but you know that Megumi is the only thing keeping you alive right about now. Worst-case scenario the monster tries to use your body for his own sick pleasures- or better yet torture you. Alive was one thing but what about your well-being? You couldn't sit back and let him have his way with you- absolutely not! How will you fight? How could you fight?

He was a vampire. So far… it seemed he was vulnerable to sunlight... That was a typical knowledge that was portrayed in movies and tales. So maybe he was also weak to garlic, holy water, and a stake to the heart…

Holy water was out of the question but garlic and a wooden stake shouldn't be hard to come by… well… in any other circumstances…

You scanned your area… there were some

wooden beams that looked old and splintered. You could rip a piece off if given the opportunity. Besides that, there could be garlic in the kitchen but you doubt anyone would keep their weakness in the cabinet… hell even if there were garlic you wouldn't be surprised if it were moldy and expired. Does moldy garlic work or does it have to be fresh?

What the fuck happened in True Blood and Vampire Diaries? Where are all the good vampires? Why don't you have any secret powers? Why did you get so unlucky? Trapped in this basement for how long? Until Toji decides he doesn't care if his son hates him and he ends your miserable life?

The basement door creaked open, the sound disrupting your turmoil sending you into a different sort of panic. The heavy stomps gave way to who was your visitor. You tried to sit up, dragging yourself up the wall so you could lean against it. You watch with a shaky breath as Toji comes down with a bowl and a cup of something. You could smell the food before he even got to you.

"Eat and drink slowly, I don't want you throwing up." He hands you the bowl and you find as you try to take it your arms begin to tremble and you almost drop it. The vampire hisses at you barely catching the glass. "What were you doing while I was gone?"

He sits the bowl and cup down as you sputter out.

"I...I nothing-ah” Then he was leaning on the bed, grabbing your chin as his eyes scanned you over.

You weakly pushed at his arm trying to get him away from you. “Don’t touch me-”

“Push harder.”

“Ngh-” you glared at him trying to use all your strength but you were like a frail old lady, arms shaking until you couldn't even hold them up anymore.

Toji lets out an exaggerated huff of air from his nose. He lets you go and plots down, reaching for the bowl.

You were a bit disoriented but then you were met with a spoon, a bit of soup upon it, and annoyed empty green eyes behind it.

His annoyance pissed you off. “I wouldn't be like this if you didn't drink me like a Capri sun.”

“If your silly ass didn't try to break out of your chains you would be fine.”

“Ah- I didn't -” You were interrupted by a loud clink from the spoon being dropped back into the bowl. Toji then grabbed you by your arm and lifted it so you could see the chafing around your wrist, which was evidence of you trying to pull and twist out of your confines. You were surprised to see how bad it looked.

“I didn't…They're too tight, can you take them off?"

Toji clicked his tongue sounding disappointed as he got you some more soup. “I didn't take you for a liar Ms. (L/N).”

Your tongue quickly retorted, “I didn't take you for a monster.”

Toji smirked at your comment, “Monster? Would a monster feed you?”

“Oh, how generous of you.” you hiss. You were angry right now. You knew Toji had your life in the palm of his hand yet you couldn't stop yourself from revealing the disdain and disgust you held for the vampire. You hope he heard it, felt it, and saw it. You were an innocent woman that didn't deserve to be treated in this manner.

You don't know if your words stung because he didn't show a hint of care. He pushed the spoon forward, waiting for you to eat. You still felt defiant staring between his offering and his stupid nonchalant face.

“Megumi asked me to not kill you. If you refuse to eat and die from starvation then that is not my fault.”

Disgusting.

You opened your mouth to take the food, and Toji slid the spoon into your mouth with a small hum. “That’s a good girl.”

Vile monster.

Averting your gaze you allowed the man to feed and assist you with drinking some water. It was a grueling task that you wanted to be over with. You nearly sighed in relief when it was.

You watched Toji as he got up with the empty bowl in his hand. It seemed he was in a hurry to ditch you too. Fantastic- you both don't want to be around each other.

He pointed down to your cup which was still not finished. "Get some rest, and drink that when you have the strength."

You didn't say anything, resorting to silent passive aggressiveness. Glaring at his back, he walked toward the stairs but then a thought had you flipping the switch, your hissy tone turning a bit more pleading, "Wait- uh, what about the restroom? How will I go?"

Toji nodded his head toward the side of the bed, you blinked over to see the grey bucket then you felt like your soul had left your body. Panic on full affect. "N-no no no please please please don't make me use that! I-No I can't!" To use a bucket like that just made you feel sick to your stomach. You started choking up while holding a hand to your quivering lips.

Toji scrunched up his nose, "You can't pee in a bucket?"

"No! Absolutely not! I will kill myself!" You screamed at him but he let out a little snort.

"Isn't that a bit dramatic?"

"Y-you use it-!" your sob caught in your throat, you felt your stomach lurch and you bent over, feeling vomit about to come forth.

Toji growled, "Would you relax, I'll let you use the bathroom when you wake up." With a roll of his eyes he proceeded to climb up the stairs, muttering to himself the whole way up.

You swallowed the bile that almost escaped you, wiping at your wet eyes. Truly you didn't think your tears would work on a monster like him- or maybe it was the fear of you throwing up- but either or it seemed you had saved yourself from using the bucket.

You're first damn blessing for the day.

Looking at your cup you stare at it for a long moment...

A plan began to brew in your head as you slowly lay down and shut your eyes.

To execute your plan, you would need your strength.