Blood Dripping Fingertips - Meghan Escott (acx book reading .txt) 📗

me alone for two minutes to cry my eyes out.
“I understand what you’re going through Lucy. I was there once, having to be forced off of my mentors wrists and neck. Let me help you Lucy. I can help you control your blood lust.” Sam said through the door, obviously ignoring my thoughts of being alone.
Even though Sam knew what she was going through, he probably could not help her. What she wanted more than the world was to go home and be a normal family again. With her mother and her father and her ex-boyfriend, going to a normal school with her old friends and getting the A-Levels she secretly desired. Sam could not help her with any of those requests.
I just want to be normal again.
Let me help you Lucy. I didn’t want this done to me either so I do know exactly what you want and what you’re going through. You can go and visit your parents whenever you like but I would advise not going to your old school again. You have too much to lose there. Just come out and let me hold you and comfort you. Come out of your dreamland and come to me instead.
His lasts thoughts were the words I could not ignore. They had some kind of magical effect on me that I didn’t understand because I didn’t remember opening the bathroom door or lying down on the bed, but the next thing I knew, I was on the bed and leaning into Sam’s arms which were comforting and warm.
“What did you say to me to make me do that? I would never have opened the door to anyone, least likely you.” Lucy said to Sam trying to remember what had just happened to her. “Needn’t you worry of that right now,” Sam said back to me. “Just remember that everyone has been through this and it is only natural to be doing and feeling this.” Sam continued. “I am your mentor, which means you must confide in me and you must trust me even if you don’t want to. “
Sam was pained to say these words because he wanted her to trust him and love him but it was obvious that that would never happen. He could create and illusion when he wasn’t around her and before this but now, the illusion was gone and no-one but Lucy could give him what he wanted. The truth hurt but it had to be said and he was sure after using the magic words of a prince on her, she would never trust him again.
“I do trust you but I just want to know what you did to me. I can’t remember anything or what you said. Help me Sam. What did you do?”Lucy replied to Sam and then burst into tears. Sam could do nothing apart from give her a long and meaningful hug. This made Lucy cry even more. Sam couldn’t bare this, his presence made her cry more.
“Don’t leave me Sam.” Lucy shouted as Sam retreated from her room. After he left and closed the door, she rolled over in her bed and screamed into her pillow, muffling the sound so no-one would get disturbed but seconds later, there was a knock on the door and a female voice. I shouted to say I was sorry for the noise and it wouldn’t happen again when there was pressure on my bed.
I looked around and saw a girl. She looked slightly older than me, maybe nineteen. She had bleached blond hair which was flowing around her shoulders in long curls. She was wearing a short black skirt and skimpy black top. She also had tones of make-up on and dark brown eyes. I started to wonder why she was here when she interrupted my thoughts.
“I am Angel Amanda Skott, but people call me Angela or Amanda, I don’t mind. I saw the commotion with your ex, I am guessing, and didn’t recognise you. I went to see Sam and he told me all about you. I said he could call whenever you needed cheering up so here I am.” Angel Amanda said to me in a calm and sweet voice.
I knew instantly from the way she held herself and talked that she would be good as a friend and she would be a good start at this weird school. I didn’t want to speak just yet so I just nodded at her and sat up and whipped my tears away from my eyes.
“So what elective you taking? I’m more into performing then becoming a genius, I thought you would like the same thing by the look of your name tags! They are amazing! Who knew Sam could draw like that?!” Angela said to me, trying to cheer me up.
“I’m not the academic type either but I hadn’t really thought yet. I only came here yesterday and it has been shit so far. I have a run in with my ex, he tries to have sex with me, I have people staring at me all through my first ever lesson here and then I addicted to blood and have to be prized off of Sam to be stopped. How shit is that for a first two days?” I said back to Angel. She laughed and her blonde hair moved around her shoulders lushly.
“That is pretty shit!” Angel said to me then reached out an arm to me. She made sure she wouldn’t hurt me then grabbed my wrist. She pulled me off of my bed and led me into my bathroom. She looked around and spotted my make-up and make-up remover and got to work. “Let’s get you cleaned up. You look ridiculous and you’re not going to get a date looking like that!”
Angel started to look through my cabinets and as she closed the doors, she saw my face in one of the mirrors. She thought I looked hot but slightly confused. She snapped her fingers and then turned towards me.
“There’s a dance. It happens every year and you, you just happen to come the night before it. Perfect timing huh?” Angel was smiling a broad and toothy smile that showed off her perfect teeth. White and straight. “You’ve got to come. Word on the block is that your Sam’s new favourite and that is something to show off! Sam never takes on pupils younger than nineteen years old. You’re real lucky to have him. He helped me all through my rough stages in this school and he’s been like a mate ever since.” Angel said to me to straighten out my confusion. I started to shake my head to the offer of coming but Angel cut me off.
“Everyone goes, even newbies.” She grabbed my arm again and pulled me into my bedroom and led me over to my wardrobes. She started to go through the dresses I had in there when she gasped and pulled out a black dress with sparkly sequins sewn into the material. It fitted me perfectly and I had matching purse to go with it. I had only ever worn it once and that evening didn’t turn out well. I nearly didn’t bring it with me but Tom had put it in for me when I wasn’t there.
“I will tell Sam that I told you and when you next see him, which will probably be first thing tomorrow, he will tell you the details. Also, you will need to get a date. I saw one of the boys in your Combat class look at you from the instant you walked in to the moment he left the room! His name is Josh. I’ll introduce you to him.” This was all too much so I just nodded my head.
Angel must have sensed I was tired because she hung the dress on the front of the wardrobe and said goodnight. I had one question to ask her but I didn’t want to ask her out loud.
Are you telepathic?
Yes.
After that, she looked back for a split second then walked out the door and shut it behind her.


Chapter Eight

As she woke, she felt someone next to her. She tentatively rolled over to find Sam staring back at her. He had been stroking her hair but when she awoke, he had stopped. Lucy sat up and Sam rolled off the bed to stand next to her. He pointed to the side table and Lucy noticed there was a glass of blood that was obviously meant for her to drink. Looking at it from this angle, it looked like pure raspberry juice and for a moment I thought it was.
I only had to look at Sam for him to know what was on my mind. No way was I drinking that as my breakfast. Sam immediately walked round to the drink and picked it up. He knew he was going to have to force me to drink it especially after what had happened the last time he fed me blood.
I avoided it for as long as I could before he grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me over to a chair from the dining table. He then pulled my hair backwards and shoved the blood into my mouth. I had no choice but to swallow and as soon as I did, the taste exploded in my mouth. I loved it at the time but regretted it as soon as it was over.
“Am I going to have to force feed you every time you need blood or are you just going to accept it?” Sam said genuinely out of breath. I shook my head to let him know I would never accept that I needed blood to survive. I had managed to accept the fact that I was a vampire but the blood was just unnecessary. I knew that Sam could read my mind so there was no need to explain what I meant by the shake of my head. I picked out an outfit for school that day and went into the bathroom. Sam shouted through to me about the dance that night.
“The dance begins at midnight tonight. You are required to bring a date. You are also required to wear something formal for the occasion. I am glad to see Angela has picked something out for you. You will look beautiful in it.” Not that you don’t always look beautiful.
“I heard that Sam.
“Sorry. If you want to go you will have to get a date today during lessons or not go. We will need to meet up here before you go, if you go, to give you your blood for the evening and then you can proceed to the dance with your date. And before you ask, yes you will be having the same amount of blood as you had yesterday if not more. If I have to force feed you the blood, I will.”
“Angela said that she saw someone called Josh in my Combat class looking at me yesterday. She said she