Chapter 8 : Misty's Aftercare

While I was waiting for lunch, I decided to lie there and explore the room with my eyes. Though I was exhausted, I played it a bit much prior to Misty heading out, so technically I could get up and look through things.

The risk was way too high for being caught, though, so I avoided doing so. I sat up, shaking my head and regaining focus. At that moment, I was naked, which caused me to blush. I'd be given clothing before I returned to my room again, surely.

I refocused on the area.

The room was typical of a gothic, punkish woman. Posters of popular alternative bands were on the walls, and some plushies were strewn about in the corner. It was charming to see vampires with something other than sex toys, I admitted to myself, which helped them be more human. A bonus given that certainly wasn't the intent, as she had no one to impress in this room aside from sex.

That aside, I looked toward her dresser, noting a decent collection of dark make-up, a brush with some strands of her hair in it, and bottles of perfume. A small mirror was attached to it, though thankfully it was angled in such a way that I couldn't see myself in it and subsequently embarrass myself in my own mind.

Nothing substantial caught my interest.

Alexander's words hung in my mind, warning me of both Misty and Remus. She had mentioned him again as not minding 'what happened'. I winced, reaching up and wiping a tear that crawled down my face, this one not of pleasure by any means.

Here I was wasting time, lying there and just drowning in all the pleasure while my sister was still missing. I scolded myself for being mad, though, because the plan was actually going well thus far.

I'd gotten plenty of information to piece together, and that would help me in this whole mystery. Lucy would want me to take it slow and steady.

I noticed something in the corner of my eye. Turning my head, I realized there was a box in the corner, inconspicuous. I had to sweep my eyes over the room about five times before spotting it. But, indeed, there it was.

As my eyes fixed on the circular sigil plastered on there, I felt a chill rush down my spine. The box itself was grey, but the symbol was circular as if carved of obsidian and set there. In the center of the circle was a blood-red flame.

Right then, the door opened, and I resisted the urge to jump. My head turned and fixed on Misty, who'd entered the room with a plate that held a juicy burger and shoestring fries. Distracted immediately by how hungry I was, I smiled at the vampire, who returned it kindly.

"Here you go, pretty pet," she practically sang, placing the plate on the side table with some napkins next to it. "Careful not to spill stuff, but don't panic if you do. I'll take care of it. Want to watch something with me while you eat?"

I nodded and grabbed the plate, letting it rest on my lap while Misty reached over to grab the remote, switching the television on to some nature documentaries.

She said, "I heard you enjoy biology, so figured you might like this. It's a common interest for the both of us."

I couldn't help but beam at her. My cheeks flushed red as she leaned against me, her eyes fixed on the television as a hawk lunged for a rabbit. A bit on the nose for my possible situation in the future, wasn't it?

I sank my teeth into the burger, giving a happy hum as the delicious juices filled my mouth. It had just the right amount of grease, seasoned to perfection. Probably the best burger I'd ever had, too. The fries were also something to sing with praise. Now, I was nice and full.

A warm aura emitted from me, melding with Misty's, no doubt. Her perfume was strong enough that the scent of cherry blossoms clung to her just as strongly as when I scented her during sex.

After spending some time in silence watching the documentary with Misty, thinking about how Lucy would enjoy this too, I was ready to go back to my own bed.

I nuzzled into Misty and whispered, "I'm tired, may I please return to my room?"

I was really playing off this 'cute little human' angle well, but it was clearly working. Misty turned her head and reached up, gently moving some strands of hair from my face and tucking them behind my ear. Then, she gently patted me on the head with a smile.

"Definitely, darling. Let me help you there." With that, I was in her arms and headed back.

She placed me in front of the entrance, helping me stand a bit given I was a tad wobbly. I confirmed to her I'd be alright to settle in on my own, and she opened the door for me. She blew me a kiss and gave me a tiny wave by wiggling her fingers before turning away and closing the door behind her.

All set, I settled into my bed, considering a nap. First, I wanted to put some pieces together.

I took out my phone and scrolled to an app where I often kept my notes, starting a new document and biting my lip. I focused on the screen, typing out 'cult' and mentioning Misty and Remus there.

After hesitation, I typed in how it seemed like Misty was an odd choice to be in a cult. She acted pleasant as if she genuinely enjoyed having me there as a pet. Plus, if said cult was meant to be hush-hush, why would she tell me about it? Maybe she figured learning more was inevitable for me.

Speaking of which, I closed that note app for now and opened up a search engine. I typed in 'vampire cult' unsure if I would get any results. In images, I saw several symbols; a serpent about to strike in the center of an aquamarine triangle, a verdant triangle with an eye in the center, and an upside-down triangle with other shapes poking out of it to help it appear more like a goat head.

Why were cults so obsessed with triangles?

These had nothing to do with what I was looking for, I assumed, based on that box Misty had in her room. None of these symbols matched up, and some of them were no longer active. Those that were in such small numbers that they didn't seem like a threat. Plus, nothing was mentioned regarding negative beliefs toward humans. It was all conspiracies that had nothing to do with vampires coming out of the shadows.

Bummer. Well, where the internet wouldn't help me, more sleuthing would. I had them hook, line, and sinker as to me being some dumb blonde goth here for fun. Sure, they may assume I had book smarts, but not street smarts. I needed to continue playing careful with my questions so no one would actually catch on.

With that in mind, I resolved to rest for now. I wondered how effective my searching would be during the day but dismissed that. The vampires weren't as distracted during the day and often wandered the house looking for… well… me.

They could come to my room at night if they wanted something, but that would hopefully be rare. Thus far, it didn't happen much. I covered my bases by running the shower with the bathroom door closed so that if someone did check, they didn't discover me snooping around just based on that.

No, they'd need to be like Alexander and all of his creepiness.

Speaking of which, I wasn't sure what his problem was, and though I secretly adored the idea of him taking me, I didn't think he'd bring me any leads. His avoiding me was just fine, but I had to hope he didn't catch me and ask me twenty questions again. I certainly wasn't going to answer them. Secrecy may be my only chance to find my sister.

I settled into bed after running the shower and drying my hair. The darkness of my roots was showing again, so I'd need to re-bleach my hair. In this place of luxury, I was sure they had many supplies. Would I have time, though? I hoped not, because I wanted to find Lucy as soon as possible and then get out of here.

Still, if I ended up having a frustrating wait period, I may as well take care of that. Grooming could be a decent enough distraction for my nerves.

Pulling the blankets up to my chin, I closed my eyes, considering my number one culprit. Nicholas was sexy and wonderful in bed, but there was something sinister beneath all of that bad-boy vampire demeanor. Misty's question and his answer to it confirmed as much. I scowled at myself, wondering how exactly to handle this. Technically, I could seduce him. That sounded like a reasonable plan to me, and probably quite easy.

Therefore, the next day I got out of bed, made myself as presentable as possible, and scrolled through my phone for Nicholas's number. I sent out a text saying, 'Hey, you busy?'

He replies, 'Not too busy for you, pet. Need something?'

I let out a breath, excited at the prospect of being taken by him again. He brought so much damn pleasure, but again, that was a distraction. I rolled my eyes at myself, yet again annoyed at where my thoughts went.

Regardless, most importantly, I could pick at his mind and get more information on what happened to Lucy.

'Are you hungry? Your bites feel so good, and you treat me so well,' I sent. 'If you want to take a bite today, you can.' Honestly, that wasn't a lie.

I was concerned with the lottery system and just how frowned upon it was to deny vampire advances that I may be put into several uncomfortable situations. In reality, the vampires here cared deeply for their 'pets'. Leading to yet more confusion as to why Lucy vanished. No, she couldn't have run off. Especially since the one who probably had the most interest in her was right here.

My phone vibrated, and I glanced down. 'On my way, darling.' My heart skipped a beat as my fate was deliciously sealed. Again.

I licked my lips, took a deep breath, and sat on the bed. My clothes were folded neatly and set on top of the dresser. I resolved to be naked when he arrived so that he could have as much fun as he wanted. He had been impressed with foreplay thus far, so these pesky clothes getting in the way of information wouldn't do.

I may have been annoyed about how much my body responded to him, but at least I was using it to my advantage.

A knock came on the door, causing me to blush. I partially closed my eyes and stretched out on the bed, purring, "Come in." Some strands of my hair fell into my face, selling it even more.

I'd give the biter exactly what he wanted, and in return, he'd unknowingly give me answers to some seemingly 'random' questions.