Never Let Them Hurt You

(Gerard)

I led Annabelle through the house and into the kitchen. I looked around in the cupboards, finding nothing that I could really eat. Sometimes I could eat, but most of the time I had to have blood, be it from pre-drained humans in bags or an actual human. After more fussing around I turned to Annabelle. I suddenly got a huge urge to feed. "Come here", I ordered and she obeyed quickly. I stared down at her for a minute and took in her beauty, even though she was scared out of her mind and I could sense it. I picked her up and set her on the island that was in the middle of the kitchen. She stared at me with wide eyes, not saying a word. I lifted her shirt up and off, blushing slightly as I did it. Her body was beautiful. It was obviously extremely underweight and probably very unhealthy, but it didn't make her any less beautiful.
I ran my hands up and down her hips, taking her in. "You're mine", I whispered as I leaned in and lowered my head to a spot on her stomach. I kissed it lightly before biting down with my fangs as lightly as I could, beginning to suck her in. She gasped and flinched, whimpering as I took her blood. It was so sweet, so delicious. I had to tell myself to stop after about a minute of drinking. I took my fangs out of her stomach and stood up straight. My fangs were dripping with blood and Annabelle looked scared out of her mind, and faint from the blood loss. My stomach flipped then. I had hurt her. I his my fangs and closed my eyes, backing up from her. "I-I'm sorry. Go to the slave quarters. Now", I stammered quietly. What had I done?

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