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A Lesson

I S A B E L L A

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there for God knows how long and let me cry into his shirt, and I think that made me cry even more.

"Isabella, are you going to keep crying?" He asked, shifting uncomfortably, he probably wasn't planning on sitting there for all that long, and I felt bad that I made him.

"I'm sorry." I sniffled and sat up rubbing my eyes, trying to get ahold of myself before I felt like breaking down again. He sat there and watched me for a while before standing up and sighing.

"Cole won't be back for a while since he went to check up on things back at his house. I suggest you clean yourself up, I'll get some clothes for you so... Don't take too long, I don't really like waiting, and I don't want to waste any time," He said before taking his leave, he paused just before closing the door and looked at me,

" I can't help you if you don't listen to me. Do not open this door for anyone but me, you got that?"

I nodded my head and he shut the door. I took a deep breath and stood up. I looked like an absolute mess, and I was. My eyes were red and puffy and not to mention everything Cole left. It's like he's screaming "You're mine" to me. There wasn't a single place where he hadn't touched. I didn't feel dirty like I wanted to feel right now, it was more of a shame. I wanted it to be like this because of how much I was lusting for him at that moment.

I can't understand why Theo was being helpful...maybe it was just a front he was putting up with me like Yuily did, I was horrible at telling good from the bad. I didn't want to trust him but, I don't remember a single time where he's looked at me with those, hungry-like eyes that everyone else had.

I want someone to feel safe with... Someone who won't hurt me.

I stepped into the shower and just let the water trail down my body. I closed my eyes and sighed, I wish it could stay like this forever. Honestly, I wanted to fill up the tub and just sink my head under, I felt calm and somewhat relieved. I don't even know when the last time I could be alone like this was.

I scrubbed my body and washed up, I don't know how many times. I felt the same, whatever I did, I couldn't shake the feeling that Cole was still on me. When Theo returned he stood outside the door while I switched into the clothes he got for me. I was surprised when he handed over some jeans and a T-shirt. It felt like forever since I've worn something so simple, and comfortable.

I didn't know what to say to him, as he led me down to the hall where I'd been when Cole and I first came. I was anxious to run into anyone else but surprisingly things seemed pretty calm. There was no one around to run into. We sat down in this room that was filled with nothing but a large table. He sat right next to me and sighed,

"I don't like wasting time talking so I'll get in what I have to say out. There's... Things you need to know, and I'm pretty sure you don't. It's gonna fuck you over, staying in complete ignorance all the time. That's why you never do anything but submit to people."

I nodded slowly and looked away from him. I hated how much I hated his brutal honesty, I didn't like hearing it but I know I had to.

"Don't take it the wrong way. I'm not doing this because I have feelings for you." He shook his head, "The second you start to believe that, I'm going to stop talking to you. People who are blinded by their feelings, cant learn anything. So I'm not going to waste my time with you if you want me to care about how you feel."

"I don't have an ulterior motive for why, believe it or not. I feel like... you're going to play a big role in the future of this world. Whether you like it or not, there is going to be another war, and you're going to be at the center of it. You're nowhere near prepared for that, and I'm not willing to risk my life to get behind someone who wants to use people who can't do anything by themselves."

Was he talking about Cole? Another war? When the hell was the first one?

"Isabella. Do you know what you are? " He asked tapping his finger on the table, I shook my head, "Cole- I meant..."

"Why are you changing it? His name is Cole, isn't it?" he asked looking annoyed, "What about him?"

"He doesn't tell me the things I cant remember," I mumbled, "I know I'm not normal but...I don't know anything about myself anymore."

"And you're relying on him to tell you? Do you ever think for yourself or do you just do what people tell you?"

"I had no idea about any of this before I met him," I said, sighing, "I lived a completely normal life. I wasn't like this or anything, if I hadn't gone to his club then I... Never would've died or been like this."

"Never would've die- what are you talking about?" He asked frowning at me, and so I told him about everything that happened up until now.

"Do you know what you are Isabella?" He repeated, tapping his finger on the table again, I didn't know what he wanted me to answer that with. I knew I wasn't as normal as I thought I was but... What was I really? With the series of expressions that came on his face, he looked almost like he didn't believe me. He buried his head in his hands and groaned.

"Isabella, are you an idiot?" He asked looking up at me, "The fuck-" he stopped himself and took a deep breath,

"You're a succubus," He stated bluntly, "Which means you would've never died from that in the first place, you were never dead."

My eyes widened, "W-What?"

"Cole didn't tell you? He told us earlier that he didn't know at first either but, maybe he hasn't told you because he wants to keep you in the dark so you'll just be a submissive dog for him. I could tell from the second I seen you, you weren't human. I couldn't figure out your scent because your species went extinct a long time ago.

"My species...?"

He nodded, "There are demons... Not like the physical entity but, they're birthed from an evil passion or something extremely wicked. Here, we call it darkness. It's what this entire realm originates from- some people call it the dark realm or the demon realm... It's all the same. The first race- who is basically like the fathers of this world would be us pure-bloods.

The names have changed since the old times and even more, have been created but, we used to be called tenebris, which literally translates to darkness in Latin. Now you just know as us vampires, that is what the modern world has named our species for now. Monsters that live off the blood of other creatures so survive- although that doesn't even touch the border of what we are.

Second to us, are the Succubi, which is what you are. They died out a long time ago, I was still younger when they became extinct. I've met just one in my life, and that makes you the second.

They're extremely powerful creatures and extremely rare, but they were also highly mistreated. The way succubus are is... They react to other people's lust. Which I guess explains why you're easy to persuade into things. They could even control people from their desires. They were also very beautiful and their bodies were irresistible, especially for humans- Which in turn made them dangerous but, if you sleep with one, or drink from them... you become more powerful."

He continued, "They were used as cattle. Early on when groups of humans started figuring things out about our world, they would overpower them in large groups and do whatever they wanted. It's the same with any race who wanted more power and it was really easy for my kind to control them. Since there were already so few of them, it wasn't a surprise that they didn't last. " He paused and shook his head. "It makes me fucking sick to know that the world is like that but, that's the harsh truth of it."

I couldn't help but think back to my memories of that little girl. What if that was me? Would that mean that... I was a succubus? If I never really died then, why did it feel like it? And if Cole knew that... Did that mean he was just using me for more power? It wouldn't be surprising but... He lied to me...?

Wait if I was a succubus then... That would make my mother... What exactly?

I could feel myself starting to panic. Everything wasn't making sense all over again. Just when I thought I was figuring things out I feel like I'm spiraling back into more confusion.

"Are you understanding me now? You're way more powerful than you think and like it or not this is your life. Crying about it isn't going to change it, neither is complaining. I get it. You're being forced into this role that you didn't ask to play, it's hard but, you've survived much worse-"

"You're wrong," I said cutting him off. "There's no way I could be something like that." I pushed back my seat and stood up, "I was normal before all of this, before I met him."

"Then explain the memories," he said shrugging at me, "Explain why you have memories of a girl that looks eerily similar to you, with the same name as you."

"It could've just been a nightmare," I said, shaking my head, I wanted to believe what I was saying but there was so much doubt being planted in my heart, it hurt. It was just a nightmare.

"Didn't you say you felt like you had another person living inside you? What do you think that is? Isabella. You walked here covered in blood, with my brother's head torn off his body and you're trying to convince yourself that you're normal? You're lying to yourself!"

Everything that I didn't want to think about was resurfacing again to my head and I couldn't keep up with it. It was too much. It was way too confusing. I was accepting the fact that Cole had somehow changed what I was... I was expecting that but, how could I have already been something else?

"But what about my mom? She's human, I grew up with her all my life, I- it's not possible."

"What's the earliest memory that you can recall from growing up? Which age do your memories begin? How far back can you remember?"

I tried thinking back but I couldn't. I just couldn't. It felt like I had a block in my mind that was preventing me from thinking about it. I felt like breaking down again. My head felt like it was going to cave in from all of this.

My eyes widened when he dragged his nails across his arm, creating a huge cut along it. It didn't take long for blood to pool up around the wound and when it did, my body reacted in a way I least expected it to. I could feel my mouth water, and suddenly I felt an intense feeling spread through my body. Why was it so distracting for me? I wanted to...drink from him?

I couldn't take my eyes off of his arm, it was dripping with blood, and all I could think of was how good it looked.

"You're hungry aren't you?" he asked holding his arm out to me, "You're thirsting for it so much it's driving you crazy right? How much evidence do you want me to give you?"

He motioned for me to come closer, then grabbed me by my shirt down towards him. "You should see yourself right now. You can barely even keep your fangs in... I'm not even bleeding that much. I can sense how badly you want it, without you saying a single thing, you're too damn readable."

I wanted to lick the blood off of him but, he wasn't even letting me. "Please..." I said, "I'll do-"

He cut me off and rolled his eyes before shoving me away from him, "You'll do anything right? There goes that again. Fucking control yourself. Are you craving for it that badly you already forgot about the actual topic?"

I felt like crying because I knew he was right, I just couldn't do it.

He stood up and walked over to me, "This is why your kind is extinct. It's so easy to control you, you're not even trying to fight it." He stood behind me and held his arm up to my mouth, letting the blood drip down onto my lips. Regrettably, I bit into him almost immediately.

I couldn't take it back. I know I shouldn't have but I wanted it so badly that it hurt. He cursed under his breath as I drank my fill from him. I knew I was probably disappointing him even further, but he just let me do it.

When I was done and I shamefully licked his blood from my lips. I couldn't bring myself to turn around and face him because I knew what look he'd have on his face.

He sighed, "Can't even look at me after that huh? It's alright... You behave like that, that's how I'll treat you.

The tone of his voice changed and it felt like the air was thickening in the room. There was this intimidating presence radiating from him. It made me feel weak in my knees.

He pushed me down onto the table and stood directly behind me, he was silent for a second, and then he spoke.

"Now, It's my turn."

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