This contains violence. Please don't read if it may trigger anything.

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Once we reach the house, I quickly get out and go to his side. He quickly climbs out before I put his new collar on him along with a chain as he keeps his eyes down.

I hate doing this but I need to. I think as I tug him roughly. He grunts but follows as I pull him inside the house to the basement. I hear Amelia mewl in my room before I drag him in the basement.

He follows behind me as I shut the door and pull him downstairs. He shivers slightly and looks around as I walk past all the boxes into the other part of the basement.

"Strip," I order and drop the collar. He gives me a surprised look but slowly takes off his shirt before his jeans until he's fully undressed. He looks away as I notice scars on his back and upper torso.

I tsk, "Arms up," I order. He puts his arms up as I bring the chains down from the ceiling, wrapping them around his wrists as he grunts softly as he shivers.

"You will not eat, you will stay down here until you tell me why you left and why you were lying to me," I state as I move the chains up so his arms are fully straight in the air.

"W-wait, you ca-can't keep me down here!" he claims, his ears twitching. I raise an eyebrow, "Yet I am. You don't keep quiet I'll tap your mouth shut," I growl as his eyes go extra wide.

"Pl-please," he says, his voice shaking as I look around before heading out the room, "Please! I-it's cold!"

"That's the point!" I growl as I head back up the stairs as I hear him whine. If I had a heart it would be hurting right now. I think.

"I'm so-sorry!" he yells as I shake my head, opening the shutting the new door before locking it. 

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When I get down to check on him, he's fully shivering; making the chains clink softly. His head dipped as I see his hands into fists and his tail wrapped around his legs.

"You ready to tell me now?" I ask cooly. He slowly looks at me, his eyes full of hate and slight fear.

"Screw you," he spits. I raise an eyebrow and stand in front of him, "Oh? That a no then?" I ask. He looks back down, not saying anything. I shake my head, "Fine," 

I hear his stomach growl as I start back upstairs, "You don't get to eat," I say as I keep walking. I don't hear his thoughts or if he says anything. I frown and shut the door.

It's been two days and he still hasn't talked to me as I sit in the kitchen. He's been through worse. But how the hell do I get him to tell me? I think as I scratch the back of my neck.

I don't want to hurt him. But if I have to I will. I think as I stand, heading downstairs. Once I reach the room, I see his head dipped like always. I move behind him, my hands on his hips as I see his muscles tense.

"I didn't want to do this," I whisper in his ear, making him shiver more violently. I lick his neck before biting into it, making him gasp and groan. I bite him harder as his blood coats my tongue.

He grunts as his blood tastes like sugar. I grunt and move closer, making him sigh shakily. I close my eyes as I feel him relax slightly as I keep drinking. I hear him give a small whimper as I keep drinking before I realize what I was doing.

I pull away quickly as his body goes slightly limp, blood spilling from his neck and his skin a slight pale. My eyes widen, I almost killed him. I think as I back up but keep my eyes on him.

"I'm sorry," I say softly before quickly heading upstairs to my room. When I lean against my desk my rage flares and I flip the desk over, making Amelia yelp and hurry out the room.

I put my head in my hands as I sit on the edge of my bed. I can't believe I did that. I think as I shake my head, I need to control myself. I think as I feel my hunger stir more for his blood.

But it was so sweet- I stop myself in horror as I stand, I need to get him chipped. I can't have this. I need to feed on something else and I need him chipped. I repeat in my head as I grab my coat and head out.

What have I done? I think.