“Please” she wheezed hanging upside down over his shoulder.
The house stunk of rotten meat and blood. The walls, the floors and the wooden, once polished titles were now chipped and held scratches. Nail scratches to be appropriate. Genevieve tried many times to crawl out of the guy’s grip who had her held on his shoulder with a single hand.
She looked at the dimly lit paths and all she could see were boarded windows with chains. Dried blood splashes over the worn-out dirty walls and….
Then her eyes fell over the metal that hung over the walls as they went in deeper.
Cross bows, Axes, traps of different kinds.
And for a minute she thought she saw a carcass head in one of them too. Dried and dead. Her head spun so bad seeing now what exactly she had got herself into.
Cannibals.
“HELP ME” She screamed so viciously all of sudden hitting Jimin’s back struggling trying to squirm out of his grasp.
“SOMEONE, ANYONE HELP ME.”
She kept screaming unaware of the guy who had blood and fire in his eyes by now. Kicking open the door, Jimin pulled the girl off of his shoulder and threw her on to the floor without any mercy.
“SHUT THE FUCK UP” He latched forth instantly slapping her across the face so hard that it left the girl with a busted lip. She gasped feeling totally blackened out of her vision.
“I fucking told you to stay quiet, do you not get it for once?” He grabbed the rusted handcuffs at the ends of the chains that were nailed to the wall behind. Jimin slid the cuffs onto her hands locking them cursing all while Genevieve was still trying to recover from the pain that rattled her senses in one go.
“Down here no one is going to hear you, neither come for rescue, you stupid bitch.”
“Now listen here and you listen to me good” Jimin grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her forth making Genevieve whimper to that painful burn in the scalp that was already irritated from all the yanking till now.
“I don’t give a fuck about whether they roast you up or eat you raw, but if you disrespect me again like that I will fucking divest every single drop of your blood and leave you for the rats down here. You understand that.” He yanked at her hair again pulling her face forth making the hair slide away from her face.
Genevieve was obviously devastated mentally; it was all too obvious on her face and it was too common of a sight for Jimin. He had seen many cry and plead yet he always ended up slaughtering them. But what caught his attention was the fresh blood trickling down her busted lip.
It was as if he froze, those brown pupils of his dilated to the glossy shine of that red liquid and Jimin felt his hunger to rise up.
Genevieve was sobbing and whimpering but didn’t dare to say another word to the cannibal who strangled her. She knew better and with all the rumors and stories she had heard since childhood, her heart was beating at a mile per second thinking of all the outcomes there could be.
Skinned Alive
Roasted
Fuck it! Even a soup could be her last bath.
As for Jimin, his eyes were stuck to her lips and he was tempted to just lick that thick stream off of her lips. He craved for it and so he leaned in.
Seeing the guy lean forth Genevieve rose her chained hands up in front of her while whimpering and instead of Jimin’s tongue coming in contact with her bleeding lips, it grazed the bleeding swollen wound on her palm.
The familiar metallic taste was enough for Jimin to know, his favorite candy was right in front of him.
He instantly latched forth grabbing her cuffed wrist and pressed her palm to his plush lips making the girl gasp and whimper through the tears. Chills after chills kissed her existence making her feel sick to the stomach.
Something warm soft and wet rolled onto the wound over her hand, and it stung making her hiss and tug at the wrist yet Jimin never let go until he had sucked out a gulp of that precious blood she possessed.
“A+ve?, my favorite” He mumbled parting his mouth from her palm and darted his eyes to hers.
His lips glistened red in the dim lights and only if Genevieve was not being blood sucked by a cannibal she would have actually thought he had pretty lips. Even if he looked like a monster.
“Your blood… Its irresistible”
Instead of letting go of her, he pulled her forth making Genevieve press into him, that sickening smell of blood engulfed his existence, she whimpered shaking in his grasp looking at the monster forth.
“I will not think twice before ripping off this pretty little head of yours, so… Beware how you respond to me.”
Genevieve peered towards the guy with shaking orbs, her breath was stuck and senses froze, all she heard was a static sound ringing through her ears and saw the person’s lips moving with an erratic twitch of his upper lip as if he is scowling.
Messed knotted and dry long hair that fell down from the hoodie cap and hung around his face half hiding it, pale as snow skin that peeked from the dark locks of his hair, so pale she thought he actually was a vampire, if those things existed.
The bridge of his nose held a cut that was healing with some faint scar marks on his cheeks, eyes held pure animalistic nature to the way he looked.
There was an occasional growl that he kept giving off, yet it was not as usual as that of his parents. Genevieve found his words even less struggled and wheezed out.
“Your breaths are already finger counted. Better not lose them all together.” With that he shoved a hand to her ribs making her fall back onto the old husk that poked more than being soft.
Jimin got up to his feet and gave the girl supposedly the future meal a last glance and turned walking out. His every step seemed ground breaking strong that sent Genevieve to lose her sanity or was she really….
And there she just passed out cold falling numb to the ground and the last thing she saw from under the broken wooden door were the pair of old soldier boots covered in dirt going far and far away.
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Dated: 8/8/22
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Blood Kiss
Fanfiction"Stay quiet or I will hurt you....bad" The words they were or death spells, Genevieve was surely in the worst possible place ever. "Your blood...it's irresistible" She gasped to the way his tongue ran over the split wound with blood oozing out of it...