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Okay well i don't usually post my stories up here because i forget a lot to post the next chapters, but hey i'm gonna try and remember.
anyway this is My story the Hell Hotel, its kinda weird, and has a couple of swear words so please excuse the language. But in all enjoy and tell me what you think xd
anyway this is My story the Hell Hotel, its kinda weird, and has a couple of swear words so please excuse the language. But in all enjoy and tell me what you think xd
Chapter 1: Welcome to Hell U_U
My Heart started to pound as the sweet taste of that red liquid seeped from my lips into my mouth, my stomach growled roaring to life as it slid down my throat. Am I dreaming? Or is this really happening?
Blinking my eyes open my head spun he loomed over me, dark blue eyes staring at me as his Dark brown hair hung slightly over them and sticking up in places. That’s when I realized his wrist was pushed against my lips, and the sweet liquid was actually his blood slipping into my mouth.
In a quick movement pushing his arm away and moving back as far as I could do, just to stair up at him again, he smiled white teeth set in a stern jaw and full lips. A$$hole.
“MARKUS GET THE HELL OFF MY BED AND OUT OF MY ROOM” I yelled at him as he began to laugh at me, getting up slowly as he did, looking like he might even fall over from laughing so hard.
“Oh sky but if i didn’t come in here and feed you who would?” I glared at him; it was true I wouldn’t eat unless I was forced. You see, I’m a parasite. Some people call us vampires, others blood suckers, and so on but truly we are nothing like the myths. Were practically human, we can go in sunlight, we can go to church and wear crosses, we not afraid of hollow ground, and silver doesn’t affect us, we don’t live forever and we are born like this, we just age slower than normal humans as well. The only main thing that sets my kind apart is the fact that we only drink blood, we can’t eat human food, it makes us sick, I should know. Because when I was little I tried to eat a cupcake, it just smelled so sweet, so mouth watering and delicious that I had to eat it, but it was the worst decision I ever made. I was stuck in bed for a month and a half, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t eat and all I did was throw up over and over again. It wasn’t a pretty sight.
So in other words I can only eat and drink blood, and I hate it, it makes me feel terrible that someone had to give up their blood just so I can eat, just so I can live. So I refuse and it doesn’t do much to me or make me any different I just get weak sometimes. And when I start to show how weak I’m getting, Markus shows himself in my room while I’m asleep and forces me to drink his blood, stalker-ish I know, but I guess I just worry him when I start to faint a lot.
“Hello anybody home sky,” he chuckled waving his hand in front of my face, as I hit it away he continued to talk. “You just can’t stop stair at my beauty, my handsomeness, my….”
“Oh shut up you jerk,” I groaned throwing a pillow at him. “And get out of my room now.”
“Is that any way to treat the guy who just save your life by sacrificing himself?” he looked at me with his blue eyes wide, and his bottom lip quivering.
“Seriously, get out Markus and it’s not like you sacrificed much, your wound probably healed already,” I glared at him getting up and walking to my dresser.
“Aww come on Skyla, please let me stay, I promise I’ll be good, I’ll change to a teddy bear so you don’t even know I’m here.”
“Oh cause that’s not creepy at all, a walking, talking, all seeing, all hearing teddy bear.” I glared at him again before grabbing my uniform out of my second draw. You see Markus is a shape shifter, well of sense he can change into anything he has touched before, which means he can also shift to look like me which is all hell annoying but not as annoy as when he changes into random objects. Like a pencil for instance or in this case a creepy ass teddy bear. “Forget it, and get out I have to get ready.”
“Oh but that’s the point,” he chuckled.
“You pervert!”
“Oh you like it,”
“No I quite frankly don’t. Get out now!” I grumbled.
“Oh come on, sky lightens up.”
“What ever stay I don’t care,” his face lightened up as the words left my mouth, a smirk running across his face. I moved quickly over to the door on the right side of my room, opening it and stepping in, slamming the door back behind me and locking it. I heard him grumble and the whack the door as I switched the light on, to show my personal bathroom. Safe from perverted, full of himself, cocky a$$hole. I sighed as I could still here him yelling and muttering something along the lines, you evil … when you get out of there you gonna get it.
I knew he wouldn’t do anything though, his just all bark and no bite. Placing my uniform on the counter, I undid the bun on each side of my head letting my dark blue-black; waves of hair fall down around me so it now just brushed my lower back. Slipping off my pj’s, I got into my uniform, black dress with frills down the bottom that’s a bit above the knee. Slipping my apron on and tying it in a neat bow at the back.
I brushed my hair softly as I looked in the mirror a pale face stared back at me, with blue-black bangs just hanging over big muddy brown eyes, as strands of hair hung in front of my uniform. I placed my hair back into the buns, sighing to myself.
My stomach screamed at me for more, more of that sweet liquid that slid down my throat. I sighed again. “Welcome to another day in hell.”
My Heart started to pound as the sweet taste of that red liquid seeped from my lips into my mouth, my stomach growled roaring to life as it slid down my throat. Am I dreaming? Or is this really happening?
Blinking my eyes open my head spun he loomed over me, dark blue eyes staring at me as his Dark brown hair hung slightly over them and sticking up in places. That’s when I realized his wrist was pushed against my lips, and the sweet liquid was actually his blood slipping into my mouth.
In a quick movement pushing his arm away and moving back as far as I could do, just to stair up at him again, he smiled white teeth set in a stern jaw and full lips. A$$hole.
“MARKUS GET THE HELL OFF MY BED AND OUT OF MY ROOM” I yelled at him as he began to laugh at me, getting up slowly as he did, looking like he might even fall over from laughing so hard.
“Oh sky but if i didn’t come in here and feed you who would?” I glared at him; it was true I wouldn’t eat unless I was forced. You see, I’m a parasite. Some people call us vampires, others blood suckers, and so on but truly we are nothing like the myths. Were practically human, we can go in sunlight, we can go to church and wear crosses, we not afraid of hollow ground, and silver doesn’t affect us, we don’t live forever and we are born like this, we just age slower than normal humans as well. The only main thing that sets my kind apart is the fact that we only drink blood, we can’t eat human food, it makes us sick, I should know. Because when I was little I tried to eat a cupcake, it just smelled so sweet, so mouth watering and delicious that I had to eat it, but it was the worst decision I ever made. I was stuck in bed for a month and a half, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t eat and all I did was throw up over and over again. It wasn’t a pretty sight.
So in other words I can only eat and drink blood, and I hate it, it makes me feel terrible that someone had to give up their blood just so I can eat, just so I can live. So I refuse and it doesn’t do much to me or make me any different I just get weak sometimes. And when I start to show how weak I’m getting, Markus shows himself in my room while I’m asleep and forces me to drink his blood, stalker-ish I know, but I guess I just worry him when I start to faint a lot.
“Hello anybody home sky,” he chuckled waving his hand in front of my face, as I hit it away he continued to talk. “You just can’t stop stair at my beauty, my handsomeness, my….”
“Oh shut up you jerk,” I groaned throwing a pillow at him. “And get out of my room now.”
“Is that any way to treat the guy who just save your life by sacrificing himself?” he looked at me with his blue eyes wide, and his bottom lip quivering.
“Seriously, get out Markus and it’s not like you sacrificed much, your wound probably healed already,” I glared at him getting up and walking to my dresser.
“Aww come on Skyla, please let me stay, I promise I’ll be good, I’ll change to a teddy bear so you don’t even know I’m here.”
“Oh cause that’s not creepy at all, a walking, talking, all seeing, all hearing teddy bear.” I glared at him again before grabbing my uniform out of my second draw. You see Markus is a shape shifter, well of sense he can change into anything he has touched before, which means he can also shift to look like me which is all hell annoying but not as annoy as when he changes into random objects. Like a pencil for instance or in this case a creepy ass teddy bear. “Forget it, and get out I have to get ready.”
“Oh but that’s the point,” he chuckled.
“You pervert!”
“Oh you like it,”
“No I quite frankly don’t. Get out now!” I grumbled.
“Oh come on, sky lightens up.”
“What ever stay I don’t care,” his face lightened up as the words left my mouth, a smirk running across his face. I moved quickly over to the door on the right side of my room, opening it and stepping in, slamming the door back behind me and locking it. I heard him grumble and the whack the door as I switched the light on, to show my personal bathroom. Safe from perverted, full of himself, cocky a$$hole. I sighed as I could still here him yelling and muttering something along the lines, you evil … when you get out of there you gonna get it.
I knew he wouldn’t do anything though, his just all bark and no bite. Placing my uniform on the counter, I undid the bun on each side of my head letting my dark blue-black; waves of hair fall down around me so it now just brushed my lower back. Slipping off my pj’s, I got into my uniform, black dress with frills down the bottom that’s a bit above the knee. Slipping my apron on and tying it in a neat bow at the back.
I brushed my hair softly as I looked in the mirror a pale face stared back at me, with blue-black bangs just hanging over big muddy brown eyes, as strands of hair hung in front of my uniform. I placed my hair back into the buns, sighing to myself.
My stomach screamed at me for more, more of that sweet liquid that slid down my throat. I sighed again. “Welcome to another day in hell.”
