I laid sprawled out on the air mattress that I've been sleeping on and stared at the ceiling. My stay so far was okay but I couldn't help but notice that something was off. As days passed, Derek got more and more touchy with me. He drank from me often and although he was nice he never answered any of my questions, he just danced around them. Yesterday during his feeding session, he "accidentally" grabbed on to my breast.

The door rattled. I turned my head toward the noise just in time to see Derek stepping into the room. "Good evening, love." We hadn't seen each other all day. Molly, the pale women that brought me my meals had told me that he had "important business to attend to". It made me wonder if it was about me. Derek shredded his shirt, shoes and socks before laying on his bed with a huff.

"Good evening," I answered back, "how was your day?"

"It was alright, but I have a feeling it's about to get much better. Come sit up here with me."

I frowned. That's what he says every time he plans on drinking from me. Vampires never get full but normally, domestic ones never fed unless they needed to. Derek seemed to drink for sport. I stood and tugged down the black cotton short shorts I was wearing. The clothes I was given weren't that showy but they were showy enough to make me self-conscious. He patted the spot in front of him and I sat there cross legged. The sooner I got this over with the sooner we could go to bed. It would be dawn soon and I was exhausted after another night of nothing.

His hands lifted my hair and pushed it to one side. Derek only drank from the right side of my neck. My theory was that he liked reopening the wounds he made and watching me squirm from the pain. The more time we spent together the more I realized how much he liked it. I was getting sick to my stomach just thinking about the joy it brought him.

Derek's lips swept over my bruised neck, "tonight is special. Would you like to know why?"

He kissed just behind my ear and I shuddered. "W-why?" He's never lingered this long...what was happening?

"You've been here for a week. I thought we could celebrate. Would you like that?" He planted a trail of kisses down my neck and onto the parts of my shoulder not concealed by my tank top.

I froze. Is this...what I think this is? "I-i'm fine with just going to sleep. Thank you though." I declined. This was getting way too weird for me. It was taking everything I had not to jump off of the bed.

"Oh, love, I was just asking to be nice. You don't have a choice." Derek's voice had changed completely. It was darker, hungrier and lustful.

In an instant I was flat on my back with my hands pinned above my head. He stared down at me, smiling from ear to ear with his fangs fully extended.

I drew a blank on what to do. Was this really happening? It can't be. Derek has been so nice these past seven days. "Please stop. I'm uncomfortable," I was finally able to muster.

A low laugh escaped his lips, "you're so naive. I thought you'd know better than to trust someone after living with Jared. But that's alright, it'll just make this so much more worthwhile. Be a good girl and stay put." He climbed off me and began undoing his jeans.

My heart rate sky-rocketed. Before I knew what I was doing my body had left the bed and I was sprinting for the door. I looked back to see that Derek was gone. My body slammed into something hard. Fuck. He had sped between me and my only exit. I bounced off of him and landed on the flood with a thud. "If Tanner finds out what you're about to do he'll kill you. If you stop now, I won't tell a soul." I scooted away from him until my back hit the side of the bed. I'm trapped.

Derek knelt down and pulled me by my feet toward him. "You wanna know why I let Jared send you here? He promised me I could do whatever the fuck I wanted to with you, and that's exactly what I plan to do. Now you'll get to see the real me." His long pale fingers grabbed and the top of my shorts and yanked both them and my underwear to my ankles.

"Stop!" I screamed and tried to kick him off, but it was no use. My attempt at self-defense seemed to only make him more eager.

He climbed up and straddled me. Our naked lower halves pressing against each other. Derek grabbed a fistful of my hair. I only had one chance. With both my first balled I took two swings at my attacker's face. My blows landed but he didn't flinch. "Jared told me you'd be a fighter but that's okay, you just need a little reminder of who you're dealing with." In one swift motion he lifted my head from the floor and slammed it back down.

The world began to spin, and my vision blurred. A constant ringing now occupied my ears and pounding head. "This is much better." Derek's voice was distant though he was still on top of me. My hands grasped the soft texture of his sheets. We're back on the bed? When did that happen? Had I blacked out?

"Please, Derek! Stop!" His single blow to my head did a lot of damage but I wasn't going to give up. I squirmed under his bare body and clawed at his chest.

Derek rolled his eyes and grabbed me by my throat. "I can't wait until you just lay there and take it. Don't worry, I'll be sure you get a lot of practice in." He kicked my legs apart and slipped the tip of his member inside of me.

My screams were silenced by his grip on my throat and his other hand held my arms firmly above my head. I was stuck. I closed my eyes. I couldn't look. Maybe if I didn't look then it would just go away. No matter how many times I told myself not to, the tears came and fell down my face. Not long after he had started I went completely numb. I hadn't even noticed that he had finished until his grip on me released and he collapsed beside me.

"That wasn't too bad, now was it?" Derek's breath hit the side of my face. I didn't open my eyes, I didn't utter a word. What is he going to do if I don't answer him? Maybe he would kill me. That would be great. Anything would be better than what had just happened. "I guess you haven't learned anything. That's fine. I'll go ask Brandon if he wants to try you out. Maybe he can get through to you."

My eyes snapped open. "No!" I screamed.

"Behave for him," was all I heard before he moved his fingers in the familiar pattern across my forehead and I drifted into oblivion.