Chapter 11

☆ Cuts & Bruises ☆

Davis ordered one of the maids to bring articles of clothing for Nicole, she can’t keep wearing his shirt forever. So instead, she now wears a pale yellow dress. She gave him back the red dress and shoes, and now, she is sitting on the bed, resuming her reading as if nothing happened.

Davis knows he shouldn’t bring himself to go out of his room and face Madilyn again. It will be much too awkward for him. But he can’t just stare at Nicole like a creep. He makes his way to his book shelves, hoping he will find a book that will distract him from his environment. And Nicole was watching every step he makes while choosing a book. Davis’s slender fingers enveloped a book with a bright silver cover. He makes his way to the bed, but when he makes eye contact with Nicole, he turned and instead sat on his armchair in the corner.

In only a few seconds, he dived into the book and no longer paid attention to his surroundings. Nicole’s eyes inspected him up and down. His whole body was covered, even his neck with a scarf and his hands with gloves. The room wasn’t even cold. ‘Pretty sure he’ll cover his face if he could’ Nicole thought with a giggle. The prince heard her and looked up from his book.

“Something funny?” He asked, knowing very well the book she is holding had no humour at all. Nicole’s lips lifted upwards.

”Oh nothing, just the fact that you dress like a witch.” Nicole snickers, making Davis frown.

“I have my own reasons, Esclave.” Davis spat, calling her a ‘slave’ in French. Nicole rose an eyebrow and looked deep into his eyes. A few seconds passed before she spoke.

“I don’t know you much, but just looking at you I can see your empty and broken-hearted, my prince.” Now that caught Davis off guard. Before he could ask of what she was talking about, she continued.

“Your mother and father want you to grow up to be the perfect king, it might have been something in the past of something your family. They don’t mind your feelings, your disastrous excuses, either. They not care that you find it...barbaric to drink blood or feed on us, human beings. Which is quite sad for you, an attractive and young vampire prince! And you, I can see you went through a lot when you were only a very young child! You fell in love when you were only twelve! Pathetic and sad, really.” Nicole didn’t notice, but Davis felt his heart squeeze in pain, his eyes about to release tears and roll down his cheeks. His head was hanging low, and she continued to insult him.

“And now you have no hopes for love or anything else! And for the rest of your short, sad life, you will feel bad about your self. I can’t believe you call yourself a prince! Or a vampire even! If you ever became king, you’ll be a horrible one for sure, a revolution will begin and the whole country will be against you! And Madilyn? Oh dear, obviously she likes you! But I’m sure, I’m sure, is she ever got closer than she already is to you, she’ll regret even greeting you a ‘hello’. You are only a worthless, broken-hearted, empty and angry tiny kitten.”

Nicole smirked at him, knowing he was about to have a break down. Which is good for Nicole, making your victim more depressive them they already are is an easy way to get close to them and stab!

“A-are you done?” Davis’s voice hitched and his hands tightened on the handles of his arm chair. Nicole grinned as she can already see him angry or very mentally hurt.

“Yes. For now.” She said, quite satisfied with herself. Davis lifts one of his hands and uses his other one to remove the glove. To reveal his porcelain skin tainted with cuts and bruises. He sighs and takes off his other glove, same thing, cuts and bruises.

“You fought?” Nicole asked, standing up from the bed and slowly making her way to him.

“No.” Davis said, staring at his broken skin.

“When a vampire doesn’t feed...it’s like humans with food and water. A-and well, the vampire body needs human blood as nutrients for the body. But since I don’t drink blood as most vampires, my body will start breaking down human food and try to digest it. My stomach doesn’t accept this type of food, so instead it gets rid of it. Which ends in me throwing up, sadly.” He took a deep breath and continues

“And this really harms me and my negative eating habits. Since my body cells need a source of energy, they get this energy by breaking down food molecules to release, the stored chemical energy. I barely eat to avoid getting sick. So my body cells start to die out, and then they’ll be no more cells to repair my blood vessels or skin whenever I get a cut or injury. This will cause my blood vessels to bleed and bleed, which causes bruises and cuts to form. Luckily, some food I eat, usually liquids, my stomach was able to digest and it will provide enough energy for me to live. At least for a bit.” Nicole looks at him, her arms crossed against her chest while she thought about it for a bit.

”Is it like this with the rest of your body, too?” Davis nodded, taking off his scarf and it’s true, bruises were pai ted on his neck as if someone tried to strangle him. Nicole leaned down and was just a bit too close for Davis’s comfort, since he could feel her breathing fanning against his face. Her eyes examined the bruises, using her hand to stroke a cut, making Davis gasp and push her gently.

“Then why don’t you drink blood from me already? I am the blood slave you chose.” Nicole said, putting her hands on his shoulders.

“I’ve already told you, it’s disgusting—“

“do you want your mothers happiness or not?”

Davis looked at Nicole with wide eyes as if a deer on the road.

‘Doing everything for revenge. Let the prince fall into the trap, and then devour him till nothing is left’ Nicole thought with a smirk as she played with the prince’s collar, waiting for his response.

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