After a long day of conference calls, meetings, inspections, sight seeing, shopping and more phone calls, she was ready to call it a day. Rochelle had retired to her suite and Tij sat in a deeply filled tub with hot water. Her body relaxing with the help of the aromatherapy and wine she was sipping on. Sleep evaded her lately, and she prayed tonight would be different. Her eyes were heavy as it was. She emerged from her bath feeling refreshed, her hair brushed out. Slipping into the sheer black negligee, she left the bathroom rubbing her hands together to rub in her lotion. Running her hands along her neck, she rolled it around to get the tension out.
Pulling back the thick comforter on the bed, she looked at the clock that read 12:27 a.m. Climbing into the massive bed, she laid back against the pillows and got comfortable. Her eyes closed quickly and sleep took her fast. Her dreams were haunted by memories of the past.
[Ten years before]
"Bring me the girl." The elder vampire ordered his minion who smirked and gave an incline of his head. The ebony skinned vampire sat in his chair, swirling the blood around in the fancy goblet. He grinned as he thought about his new little pet. He was fascinated by their breed and the blood was exquisite. She had been taken as a young one from her mother and had been his pet toy for a while now. He took a sip from his crimson liquid and smiled more when she was brought into his chambers. Standing, he set his goblet aside and stepped down towards her. She fought against the vampire who held her arms behind her back, her eyes glowing as her anger grew.
"Let me go!" She said between clenched teeth. Her world had turned upside down ever since they had invaded her village six years before that and taken her mother. She presumed her dead, just as the rest of their village. Savagely ripped apart and hunted like wild animals, blood drank and spilled recklessly. Their breed was dying, dwindling down to nearly nothing. The few who managed to escape had not come back. Vampires had taken over this part of her homeland, once her home she now viewed it as her own personal hell. She had just made eighteen, having turned into a tiger in front of this vampire while she was angry and had caught his eye. He kept her around as a pet and drank from her at his will.
Her fists balled and she lifted her chin defiantly. "I swear to you, one day I will kill you slowly you pathetic piece of trash!"
"Oh the disrespect, my dear, dear Tijgerian. Tis no way for a lady to speak." He ran his fingernail along her jaw and she jerked away from him, growling. She made the mistake of shifting once and thinking she could take him. She wasn't strong enough yet.
"Screw you..." He chuckled, amused. The vampire who held her arms with one hand quickly pressed her head to the side to expose her neck and she cried out in protest. The sharp pierce of his fangs into her neck caused her eyes to open wide and her screams to get louder.
[Present]
She sat up in a cold sweat, her heart pounding and her body trembling slightly. She felt her neck on both sides and closed her eyes. Trying to control her breathing, she inhaled slowly and exhaled carefully. Opening her eyes, she looked over at the clock that read 3:43. Sighing, she knew she would not sleep...again. Rubbing at her eyes, she grabbed the pillow next to her and pressed it to her body. Her own memories haunting her and the only time they stayed at bay was when she lay next to John. That really caused her to think...
Pulling back the thick comforter on the bed, she looked at the clock that read 12:27 a.m. Climbing into the massive bed, she laid back against the pillows and got comfortable. Her eyes closed quickly and sleep took her fast. Her dreams were haunted by memories of the past.
[Ten years before]
"Bring me the girl." The elder vampire ordered his minion who smirked and gave an incline of his head. The ebony skinned vampire sat in his chair, swirling the blood around in the fancy goblet. He grinned as he thought about his new little pet. He was fascinated by their breed and the blood was exquisite. She had been taken as a young one from her mother and had been his pet toy for a while now. He took a sip from his crimson liquid and smiled more when she was brought into his chambers. Standing, he set his goblet aside and stepped down towards her. She fought against the vampire who held her arms behind her back, her eyes glowing as her anger grew.
"Let me go!" She said between clenched teeth. Her world had turned upside down ever since they had invaded her village six years before that and taken her mother. She presumed her dead, just as the rest of their village. Savagely ripped apart and hunted like wild animals, blood drank and spilled recklessly. Their breed was dying, dwindling down to nearly nothing. The few who managed to escape had not come back. Vampires had taken over this part of her homeland, once her home she now viewed it as her own personal hell. She had just made eighteen, having turned into a tiger in front of this vampire while she was angry and had caught his eye. He kept her around as a pet and drank from her at his will.
Her fists balled and she lifted her chin defiantly. "I swear to you, one day I will kill you slowly you pathetic piece of trash!"
"Oh the disrespect, my dear, dear Tijgerian. Tis no way for a lady to speak." He ran his fingernail along her jaw and she jerked away from him, growling. She made the mistake of shifting once and thinking she could take him. She wasn't strong enough yet.
"Screw you..." He chuckled, amused. The vampire who held her arms with one hand quickly pressed her head to the side to expose her neck and she cried out in protest. The sharp pierce of his fangs into her neck caused her eyes to open wide and her screams to get louder.
[Present]
She sat up in a cold sweat, her heart pounding and her body trembling slightly. She felt her neck on both sides and closed her eyes. Trying to control her breathing, she inhaled slowly and exhaled carefully. Opening her eyes, she looked over at the clock that read 3:43. Sighing, she knew she would not sleep...again. Rubbing at her eyes, she grabbed the pillow next to her and pressed it to her body. Her own memories haunting her and the only time they stayed at bay was when she lay next to John. That really caused her to think...
