it had been a few months since mattheo was turned into a vampire. since then, he had lived at his predators home, or more or less trapped.

she was a beautiful vampire, who drew blackout curtains, brewed him black coffee and satisfied his meat cravings. he took care of him. you’d never know he was her hostage.

like today, they sat together with two mugs of black coffee, she sat on his lap wearing nothing but his oversized shirt.

she was not all there mentally, but hauntingly beautiful.