《The Blood Queen》Strange
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Megan
Getting up it looked pitch black why is it so damn dark, I know there's a bathroom somewhere.
Trying to stand but failing to do so, Why do I feel so drained.
Holding onto the wall slowly making it to what looked like the bathroom.
Flicking on the light switch there was a fresh towel and poof scrub.
Plus clothes not going to lie seems like nothing happened to me well I would thought that I would be dead but nope I'm still here.
Jokes on you dad taking off last night clothes hopping into bath.
Ahhh this is so nice, soaking up in bubbles and having fun with it.
Ouch okay I know hot water hurts but not this damn much putting up my left leg to see 2 deep marks.
What the hell did this?
Is it infected?
Touching it was a bad idea cause it sent a little tingle to you know where.
Ignoring the sensation still rubbing over it a few moans escaping out.
Hopefully that is the only one on me washing my body then going up to scrub my neck.
Ah-fuck what now?
Feeling on my neck I feel like the same mark on my thigh.
What strange things happened to me when I slept.
Guess I'll ask the guys getting out the bath looking into the mirror for a close examination.
The hell did that to me? Oh well
Getting dressed then heading straight downstairs (
I guess this house is old so accept to hear noises megan I said to myself.
Heading down to smell breakfast and to see the older man with glasses.
"Morning sunshine"
Morning, oh uh do you guys have bugs or something here?
The older man looked up from his newspaper, "Bugs?"
Yes bugs see I got bit on my thigh and neck.
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"We might have something here but if you don't mind can I examine it I'm a doctor"
He seemed so sincere about it so I lift up my skirt a little he run his fingers over it.
Making me moan a little he looked me in my face making a little eye contact with him then looking off blushing.
S-sorry (shit why am I embarrassed) then seeing the nice guy with a plate in his hand.
(God this man look like sex on legs they both do but nope we are going to jump there bones having a talk with my brain)
"Hello??"
Oh uh hello Morning
"I'm tre and I've see you met my father Vincent"
Wait your father and son?
They both nodded at me,"also this is for you".
He put the plate on the table Vincent had moved away already i went over to the table eating the breakfast.
"You have one here too" feeling tre warm hand touching the mark on my neck making me moan again.
Looking up at him "Sorry I'll let you eat"
No it's fine thank you for the breakfast though ☺
Drinking the orange juice and everything else that he brought for me i ate it.
Now off to school I go
"Do you really have to go" they both said.
Well yea it's the last day of school you guys are strange but in a good way I laughed.
"Can I see you again" tre asked
Sure umm do you have paper and a pen Vincent dad was nowhere to be found then he popped up with a paper and pen.
Writing my number down for tre
I gave tre a hug then vincent a hug thanks for not killing me in my sleep guys.
Walking towards the door
"Wait shouldn't we take you to school?"
Looking at vincent yea your right he grabbed his keys then following him was tre.
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