Forty-one

Drake- That's it... - he murmured, contemplating the naked body of the woman. -Cum...

"Wh...what's going on with-"

She leans against the wall under the shower, afflicted with her body's symptoms and everything that was going on.

As Mila watched with her head down as the water ran down her chest, she also entered a part of her head that began to transmit pieces of those that hurt her heart.

Drink manages to be the greatest enemy of a wounded soul, it begins to make us question even self-love. On the one hand, it can be good to drown out certain pains, but depending on the amount of alcohol and the intensity of what you carry in your chest, the combination of these two can cause serious internal and external problems.

Soon that pendant she carried, swinging between her breasts, leads her to the main culprit and owner of a good part of her suffering. I.

— Y-you... -she holds the dull ball. -I would give anything to hate you! - he said crushing her.

Drake- Were you thinking about me? -he said, invading the bathroom, taking her back under the water.

— DRAKE? - she said in horror.

Her body was too drugged to be able to get rid of it.

- Why are you here? -she is distressed. -I-I asked you to stay-

Drake- I wouldn't stay out there knowing you were in here all wet!

That wasn't good, not good at all, but mainly because the way he pressed her against the wall and rubbed his butt reminded her of the first time Thomas had brutally grabbed her in the shower.

- Please! -he requested. -Let go of me!

He quickly spins her around the waist, bringing her fists above her head.

"Why are you doing th-"

Drake - Xiu! - His hand the size of a racket grabs your cheek covering most of your face. -I don't like it when they beg!

That was the perfect reason for her to panic. The situation she was in was repeating itself again, as if destiny insisted on making her burn in the depths of hell.

Drake- You're lucky I didn't mean to erase you. Most of the time I like to do it with you sleeping...

"Wha...no...not for fa-"

He invades her mouth with a kiss, sucking on the rumpled lips that his hand felt like squeezing.

Drake - Hot!

His lips take advantage of her sweet mouth, holding her hostage with his other arm. Her eyes barely stayed open, but he bit down just to see those green ones staring at him as he was sure he could make her moan her name.

Drake- Where did Julie find you?

— P-to...

He goes back to turning her body against the ceramic, turning her bottom all the way to him.

“Drake—” “It's a nightmare.

Thomas is the one who keeps coming and going in your head.

- Please...

Drake- Quiet, damn it!

He presses her to the wall using his other hand to further stimulate his cock. During the time the kid slides her sex, Mila climbs her free arm through the drops of water on the wall, reaching the object she wanted.

The blue wrapped in a purple begins to grow between her breasts, reflecting all her magic in the black pottery.

"B-ben..." she pleaded, being taken aback by Drake.

Drake- What is it? He turns her around, pulling the necklace from her body.

- NO! -she raged, desperate with the possibility of losing one of her most precious possessions.

Drake- ANSWER!

"N-nothing, it's nothing!" - assured looking at the cord.

Drake- Don't lie to me, I saw him fucking glowing!

His anger makes him slide his fingers behind the back of his neck, gripping his neck.

"I swear...I swear...it's nothing!"

Drake- I should have erased you!

That statement follows along with an unexpected movement, when he pushes her face up to the glass shelf clinging to the back of her neck. The Queen's forehead slams into the tip, causing her skin to tear, opening a deep gash in her flesh.

The girl falls to her knees on the ground, her eyes covered by the blood that drips from her forehead.

Drake- WHO IS BEN? he shouted, standing beside her. - ANSWER, OR I SWEAR I WILL KILL YOU!

— He-he... - His lips struggle to explain, in front of the sea of blood that ran down the drain. -He is...

Drake- Talk soon girl! - he threatened kneeling in the bloody water, twisting her hair in his hand.

"He is my maker!"

Drake- How come -

That's when the silence placed on the boy's mouth is accompanied by a strange amount of blood that grows without explanation on the bathroom floor. He lands facedown on the floor with his eyes open, fixated on the one he's touched and cruelly hurt.

— Mila! - I boil when I see her lying like that.

— B-ben...

I turn off the shower and pick her up urgently. She's hurt and that doesn't help me decide what to do.

"Stay awake!"

Right there in the bathroom, I throw myself on the floor with her in my arms, placing her naked body between my legs, where her back can rest against my chest. The cut on her forehead makes me worried and the smell that her blood gives off already gives away that she had been poisoned.

"Hey, wake up, let's go!" - I ask holding her chin, looking at her from above.

The distress only grows when my bedroom door creaks inside my ears.

"Fuck, not now!"

— Mila?

No, it cannot be possible. I could never explain everything she was about to see. If that was the time to seek God, my request was that the other two were not with her.

— Mila, where are you - -she finds us, facing her friend's body on the floor, plus the Queen's naked body on my lap.

—Julie!

- Oh my God! - she covered her mouth.

I don't have time for this, if it's going to explode, then explode. I would only go through this battle with the three if I also had my fourth offspring in my arms.

"Benjamin...w...what did you do?" - he asked watching his colleague bleed.

Slightly, I try to get rid of the blouse button that covered my wrist.

"Help, dammit!" - I'm rude, crazy about the situation.

"Okay, calm down...

My wife runs over to us, helping me free my arm from the cloth. Her delicate hands are super agile tearing the thin cotton, opening the exact space I needed.

"Wait, what are you going to do?"

It was too much information at once.

"She needs my blood!"

- What? What do you mean?

"I don't have time to explain, Julie!" - I end up being thick unintentionally.

“There's a dead human right here Benjamin. Use it, she can feed on it!

"No, you can't..." I replied, biting my own arm so that it would be easier for her to drink.

"That will never work!"

I hold the Queen's head by placing my wrist to her lips. This time her hands come up to my arm, gripping it with unusual strength, revealing the animal I've always been looking for inside her.

—Benjamin... -she said scared.

Julie wets her hands and wipes her colleague's injured forehead. The more she wipes the more an expression of horror takes over her face.

- God...

The doctor was right, I am her only source of strength.

The girl who was disgusted with the obligation of having to drink blood, can't control herself when she feels my taste flow through her mouth. The true source of her power, the source of it all, is that she is shown to be just like all other vampires, experiencing more and more of me. She would squeeze my hand and even go so far as to injure me with her fingernails.

She knew well the feeling of reaching the maximum, the peak, the full charge, but she just started to feel the real taste now.

"You must... you must stop her!"

I make an attempt to pull my arm out of his mouth, but it sounds like I'm pulling a piece of meat from a lion's bowl. If before she held me tightly, now she had her ten nails glued to my flesh, ready to pierce me.

— Mila! - called. -Let go...you need to let him go!

My wife tries to get closer by having her defend her food. Three or more of her fingers force themselves against my skin, letting her nails sink in. In that second, feeling threatened, she sucked me even more activating her eyes, where I consequently let a sigh escape showing my pain.

— Mila! - I try to talk.

If she does what I'm imagining my wife won't keep quiet, this is going to be a butcher shop if it doesn't get worse with the other two showing up.

— Mila... -influence put to her ear. -You're not like that, you need to stop, or we're both going to die!

Julie isn't a bad woman, but I could see in her eyes that she was preparing an attack.

— That's...that's enough... -I'm calm with her.

His lips part and his claws release me, in the corner of his mouth my blood runs and inside his eyes the red is more alive than ever.

- Finally...

— Wait... - I only ask moving my mouth without making any sound to my wife.

She nods, I understand, and we both stand there quietly waiting for Mila to finish examining the scenario until her rational side shows up again.

It was normal that nothing we came to talk about now would make sense to her, so we needed to wait for all that adrenaline to go down to proceed.

— J-julie... -said her name at the same moment that the green one showed off.

My head drops back in relief, along with the sigh of the blonde girl who ends up surprising me when she drags herself through the water just to cover the Queen in a sheet and in an awkwardly tight hug.

"What?"

Covering her up okay, but hugging her was just too bizarre.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry I left you alone!"

"Wait, when did they get intimate?"

It wasn't horrible that this was happening, but it was worrisome when it had started to happen.

"Since when did you become friends?" I ask in a tired voice.

"This is no time for this, Benjamin!"

Randomly, Mila leaves my lap without even looking me in the eye, she slides out on her knees through the water towards Drake's body.

— Don't prec-

- Still! - stopped me.

"What does she intend?"

She knows he's dead, but maybe she wants revenge in some other way.