I Am Yours Forever - This boy needs a Mistress. (Open!)

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    Instead of going back to his bed like he usually would have, he just slid down and sat against the door, his arms resting on top of his knees before him. A hand ran through his hair as he recalled Mark's appearance in his head.

    Mark got up. Mark, Please Don't. Isabella though. "You stay here, I'll be right back." He said. In less than a second, he was next to Cass. "So you are the one Izzy bought." He growled. "You better be good to your master or else your neck will become a five star dinner." He glared at Cassio.

    Cassio bolted up in surprise at the sudden appearance and voice, and he quickly scrambled away to the other side of the room. "How, when?!" He yelled, eyes wide at the vampire. He sighed after a few seconds and shook his head, gradually calming down. Though his heart beat still continued to race. "Yes, I'm the one Isabella had bought," he snorted back, eyes slightly narrowed at Mark and shooting a glare of his own. "Huh, and I suppose you'd be the one feasting, considering how she's already bit me," he snapped and added a little sarcastically, "don't worry, good sir. I'll be good to her."

    Mark began reading Cassio's thoughts. "So you know about me being a murderer." He said, smiling. "I think I'll get along just fine with you." His sharp fangs basically killed his smile, but other than that it was fine. "You better treat Isabella with Respect, Kindness, and Loyalty." He said calmly. "She is going through some serious problems right now." His eyes dropped his liveliness. "So keep her company when she is sad." He vanished, and reappeared next to Isabella who was still licking her finger.

    Serious problems....?! She's sad?! About what?! Cassio thought angrily, not saying anything to Mark in response as he disappeared. And once he did, Cass grunted and was almost tempted to slam the door open and confront them once more. Though of course he knew that wasn't the wisest thing to do. "She's sad? What on earth would she be sad about?! Vampires; selfish are they," he spat under his breath, making sure he wasn't too loud. But a small part of him in the back of his mind thought that she may have been sad, and he felt as if he should do something. What am I thinking? I can't do anything to help her, he shook his head as if trying to push away his thoughts. Turning his attention back to Mark, he reviewed the mental notes he took of this strange man. "So is he a murderer...?" He whispered to himself, frowning.

    Anna keeps running, half naked as she falls over a tomb stone. Her feet muddy and is wondering if she out run that vampire. She gets up reading the tombstone. She notices lights in a house a distance away. She continues to walk to this house she has a feeling this house belongs to vampires. She shivers as she feels the cool air against her skin as she walks towards this house.

    A few minutes after Mark had left, Cassio watched Isabella from the window, gazing out at her thoughtfully while being somewhat confused at the same time. He was glad that male vampire had left; he was getting on his nerves. He's probably going to come back in the near future, the human thought bitterly. But for now Cass' attention was brought back to Izzy, and he did nothing but watch.

    Izzy sang more Traditional songs and pricked more of her fingers. She somehow enjoyed this, and stayed outside of the remainder of the day.

    After what seemed like forever, Cassio got the courage to step outside and appear behind her, though he kept a good distance away. "Why are you making yourself bleed like that??" He asked quietly, staring directly at her.

    Izzy blushed. "You were spying on me." She said turning to Cass. "Anyway, I a making myself bleed is because I like the taste of my blood.

    You were spying on me. Those words caught him by surprise a little and made him blush from awkwardness and embarrassment, but he maintained the casual appearance on the outside and replied after clearing his throat, "ah, I see. Strange to hear a vampire say that. Addicting, hm?"

    "Would you??" Cassio asked, lifting an eyebrow. He stayed where he was, his eyes being busy as he studied her face carefully. "You seemed reluctant the first time you bit me. Or rather, guilty afterwards??"

    Cassio was indeed surprised, taken aback by her movements. It was strange, for though he was keeping an eye on her directly he seemed to be in a trance as she approached him, making him unable to fight back. He winced as he felt the fangs sink into his neck, and he attempted to pull away with a grunt. "Huh, you were serious," he muttered.

    Isabella removed her fangs, and Cassio's blood was smeared all around her lip area. "I am not going to put up with your bullish*t Cassio." She growled.


    (Srry)

    (lol its fine.)


    "Well I'm already tired with yours anyway," Cassio whispered back a little angrily as he placed a hand on the bite mark she left, ignoring the blood smearing onto his hand. He looked away from her, his lips forming a straight line. "And his," he added ever so quietly, more to himself than to her.

    Isabella growled. "I wish I could kill you." She cursed under her breathe. She walked back over to her roses and began to sing quietly so Cassio couldn't near her.