The Truth is Hard to Swallow

“How was it? Show me your wrist.” She asked as I gingerly handed her my right wrist. “Ow.” She looked up at me. “Sorry.” She said. “You’re fine.” I said staring at her as she looked at my wrist. “So am I gonna like turn into a vampire?” I asked as she let out a small laugh. “No, the only way that would happen is if you drink her blood and then die.” I gulped. “Yeah, it’s rather gross.” “Wait you’ve drank their blood before?” Currently we were sitting in the common room after breakfast. She and I were sat at the two person bench in front of the fireplace.

She nodded. “Yeah, some vampires find it amusing to hold your after life in their hands. Elovev isn’t like that though so don’t worry.” She said looking away from me. “So Paige, how do you know what it feels like to be bit in the wrist if Valentine bites you on the neck?” She looked back at me. “Valentine didn’t always own me. And well she bit my wrist.” I nodded as our conversation died. I watched the fire as she played with the ends of her shirt. Then I looked back at her. “Does your wrist look like mine?” I asked as she turned to me. “You’re so full of questions Alex. So curious.” She said as she stood up, I went to open my mouth again but another voice spoke up.

“Elizabeth, come.” Valentine’s voice boomed across the room. She lowered her head and headed over towards him. He walked up the steps and she followed behind him. She disappeared and I heard my name called. “Alexander.” I stood up and looked over seeing Elovev with her fingers beckoning me to come over to her. I did as she asked. She pulled me down the hallway and to my room. We walked in and she sat down cross legged on the bed. “So Alexander, tell me something about you.” She said while gesturing me to sit down next to her. I sat down and she turned to me.

“I play the guitar…” I said seeing if that was something she was looking for. “Fascinating.” She said standing up and heading over to the full length mirror. She stared at herself. Then quickly turned to look at me. “Do you think I’m pretty?” She asked. My eyes widened. “I uhh, yes. Very beautiful.” I said pressing my hands to my thighs. She walked back over and placed her hands around my neck. I tensed. “You’re scared,” Then she pulled my head up by the chin to look at her. “Aren’t you?” She demanded an answer. “Y-yes,” She went to leave but I wasn’t sure if she was mad.

“But I can learn to not be.” She stopped and turned back around looking at me. “Do you truly mean that?” She asked. I nodded not knowing what else to say and she walked over to me. I picked up my wrist and held it out. She smiled and pulled it close to her lips. I closed my eyes unable to watch. I winced a little as she reopened the wounds on my wrist. I did as Paige said and squeezed my hand every so often. She finished and dropped my wrist. I opened my eyes and she wiped off her mouth. “Alexander.”

I looked up at her. “Kiss me.” She said unknowing of what to do I sat silently as she leaned forward pushing our lips together. Her tongue forced it’s way into my mouth. She went to pull away but took my bottom lip with her and when she pulled away it cut my lip. “Ow.” I said bringing my hand up to my lip, I pulled away and there was a little blood on my hand. “Oh suck it up darling, you’ll survive.” She went to leave my room but turned around when she reached the door. “I like you Alexander.” And smirked at me then she left the room. I got up and went to my bathroom staring at the cut on my lip. I held a piece of tissue to it and walked back into my bedroom. I saw the door open so I walked out into the hallway. I headed back down towards the common room. I saw Paige sitting with her back against the sofa but sitting on the floor.

I walked over. “Hey.” I said and sat down. She didn’t look up at me or acknowledge me, she just continued staring ahead with her face half buried in the arms atop her knees. “Paige?” I questioned. She didn’t look at me but she lowered her hand and reached over for mine, which happened to be my left. “I’m gonna g-get you out, I promise.” She said. I could see a tear roll down her cheek. “Pai-” Then she turned to look at me. She had a larger bruise across her cheek. I raised my right hand to lightly go over it.

“What happened to your lip?” Then it looked like something clicked in her brain. “Elovev. I should have warned you, she likes to kiss.” I nodded. “What happened?” I questioned as she chuckled pulling my hand away. “I’m fine.” “That’s not ok.” I said not remembering that this isn’t a normal situation. “I’m used to things like this, don’t worry about me. Are you ok? Does your lip hurt, how about your wrist?” “I’m fine and I need to know what he does to you.” I said as she just stared at our hands, our still connected hands. She pulled her and out of mine and pulled her sleeves down over her thumbs.

“He umm… he’s always sort of been rough… He-” “Just say it.” I said as she looked up to me. She then held out her wrist and rolled up the sleeve followed by the other wrist. I stared at the deep cuts on her wrists. I took them into my hands and stared at her. “He makes me talk about what my family did to me and then he tells me to cut and I do, she says as deep or shallow as I want but I always go deep. And then he drinks from my cuts.” She then pulled down her sleeves and turned away from me. “I have to go to bed chamber.” She said and stood up. I reached for her wrist but stopped myself. “Paige, come back.” I asked she turned and looked at me before continuing down the hallway and opening her bedroom door.

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