Be Careful When You Bite Me novel Chapter 2

I couldn't take in all his beauty in one glance, it was too much. I blinked a couple of times to ensure that it was really what I was seeing. Suddenly it was hard to catch my breath, it was out of my reach. Every time I thought I'd gotten it, it would slip away. I hesitated to glance at him, not knowing what feature of his I want to admire first. He had stormy golden eyes that resembled the sun. His luscious brown hair was swept back from the many times he had run his fingers through it. His thick red lips slightly parted in a way that was almost seductive. I wondered who the girl in the photo was and why he was staring at her like she was both the best and the worst thing to have happened to him.

He suddenly turned his face and bore his eyes into mine and I gasped out loud.

"You're awake," he stated, putting the picture frame down.

"W-who are you," I meant to snap but instead I hardly whispered it. I tried to sit up and felt immediately dizzy.

My knees buckled in and Damon's arms quickly caught me and laid me back down on the bed. It felt odd to be close to him and I couldn't help but flinch away from his cold touch.

"Who are you," I asked again, this time with more strength.

"I'm Damon. My little brother Seth and I were walking and found you on the ground, there were some bad winds so I'm guessing you tripped and hurt yourself pretty badly," something about his soothing and calm voice made me want to trust him," We brought you back here because you were bleeding, Seth is just getting a first aid kit."

"I-I remember the winds and something about it being Seth's fault or something and how you're taking me to a guarded castle and-" I began to stammer but Damon quickly cut me off.

"Okay listen human, we are going to heal your cut so you don't bleed to death then we will take you back and act as if this never happened, okay?" there was a flash of something dangerous in his eyes that told me to just agree.

"Why are you helping me?" I asked instead," You don't even know me, why not just call the police?"

"Because it was our fault you fell down," he responded.

"How?" I asked, scrunching up my face.

"You ask too many questions," he sighed.

"What is this place?" I swallowed before asking,"do you kill people?"

"Something like that," he replied nonchalantly.

I couldn't tell if he was joking or not. At the shocked expression on my face, he rolled his eyes.

Seth walked in and smirked, tossing the first aid kit to his brother," You woke her up."

Seth was tall like his brother but much thinner. His brown hair and eyes were identical to Damons and you could tell he was much younger.

"No, she woke up," Damon responded.

"I don't get it, why don't we just drink her?" he asked.

I let out a breathless gasp and stared at the two brothers wide-eyed.

"Because, someone else like her might know she's here," said Damon.

This has to be a sick joke. My eyes watered and my heart came pounding against my chest.

I have to get out of here!

Damon examined the first ad kid in his hands and forcefully threw it back into the hands of Seth.

"This is empty you idiot!"

"I checked every shelf, that was the only one we have."

Damon's eyes flared with anger as he stared down at me and spoke," Stay here."

He stormed out of the room with Seth trailing behind him. I hardly gave it three seconds before I stood up carefully and quietly, making my way out the door and into the biggest hallway I've seen in my life. It went on forever into dark shadows that gave me the chills. This was no doubt, a castle. Crimson curtains lined the corridors and matching carpets hid the floors. I brought my hand up to undo the curtains in hopes of revealing a window but instead was met with brick walls instead that hung multiple paintings. I examined one of a man carrying a girl in his arms while kissing her neck. It took me a second glance to realize that the blood pouring from her neck meant that he was in fact, biting. I gasped and took a few steps back and kept walking. I tried to separate more curtains but was met with more brick walls and paintings.

This one was of Damon. In the painting, he had fangs and an expression that could put me six feet under. He looked almost hungry, animalistic but it was luring in a way. Suddenly I heard voices behind me shout out "Damn human!"