The Vampire's Dream

"Just sit down and eat!" My food has been ready for about half an hour now but I wasn't going to eat something I didn't see be made, especially if it was made by him. Giovanni has been yelling at me for about ten minutes now trying to get me to sit on the barstool and eat. For some reason my brain and body just couldn't coordinate though. My brain says 'just sit down but you don't have to eat', but my body says 'I'm going to stand here with my arms crossed until he leaves again'. I figure if he leaves I can toss what he made and just get something for myself.

"You have to the count of three to sit down or I will make you." His voice became threateningly low as he leaned across the counter towards me. I knew I should probably take him seriously but where is the fun in that?

"One..." He took one step closer, and I took two back.

"Two..." Two steps forward, but I hit a wall after just one.

"Three... Times up." He reached forward and grabbed my upper arms tightly and tried to guide me to the stool. I planted my feet firmly on the ground but that still didn't stop him. He lifted me up and carried me to the stool before plopping me down on it. I immediately stood back up but he was faster. His grip on my arm was so tight I thought it might leave bruises and he pushed me down onto the stool. He then held me in place.

"Eat." One simple word but the tone was terrifying. My stomach was growling, but what if he poisoned it?

"I'm allergic." I tried to keep my voice calm as I spit out a weak lie.

"Don't lie. I know everything about you, and you aren't allergic to anything. Now eat." His voice went from almost kind to that same chilling tone he used earlier. I looked around for possible ways out when I noticed the trash can right beside me. I reached forward like I was going to start eating but I quickly swiped the plate off the bar into the trash. Instantly his grip got so tight I nearly screamed. I opened my mouth out of reflex but tried to hold in my scream as best I could. If he squeezed any harder I was sure he would break my arms. He didn't say anything but he let out a low growl as he spun me around to face him. His face was a deep red, clearly I had made him mad, goal accomplished. I just wish my goals didn't hurt so much.

"Come on man she is just being a brat. Let me deal with her." Sebastian was trying to pull Giovanni's vice like grip off of me as he spoke.

"Get your hands off me and don't touch her." His voice was low and calculating, if looks could kill both Sebastian and I would be six feet under. "You need to leave. Now." I tried to stand again but it was no use, I couldn't move an inch.

"Whatever, just remember what she is to you before you break her arms... or kill her." He muttered the last part and I could feel Giovanni's grip loosen just a little. Sebastian began backing out of the house with his hands up in surrender. Was he really going to leave now of all times?

"Don't leave me here." I pleaded, trying to keep the shakiness out of my voice.

"Sorry Sweetheart, you brought this upon yourself. Don't worry, I don't think he will kill you, but I'll be back tomorrow to check." With that he was gone. I could feel myself begin to shake like a freaking chihuahua.

"Alone at last princess." He leaned in so close I could feel his lips ghost across my neck. This was it, this is how I was going to die. I figured I would have been in a wreck because of my lead foot, or died from something bad I cooked. Never in a million years would I have actually thought I would die from a vampire. I could feel the tears well up in my eyes and I tried to keep them at bay.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you. However, you do need to learn to not be such a spoiled brat." He then picked me up and flung me over his shoulder as he began walking up the stairs.