Tasting All My Mates

255-The House Of Horror

*Warning: This chapter contains mild abuse and torture*

Maynard’s POV:

Years Ago

“Where are you taking me?” I asked my brother as he kept making me run after him.

“Don‘t raise your voice, somebody might hear us,” Geralt whispered as he held my hand even tighter and ran downstairs with me.

“Are we going to the basement?” I asked, not understanding what the hell was going on.

“Yeah! But just to play a game,” he uttered. My 8–year–old self didn‘t get my brother‘s desper ate need to take me to the basement.

I followed him silently after he told me we were going to play games in there. Once we had reached the basement and he had locked the door from inside, he sat me down on the ground, facing me with a weird look on his face.

“What game are we playing?” I asked in confusion.

“Give me your hand,” he asked as he pulled his hand out. I thought the game had started, so I gave him my hand. He brought it near his face and smelt it.

“I am going to taste your blood,” he then whispered, and my body shuddered in response.

“What?” I let out an awkward laugh, thinking he was pretending to be a monster.

“It will not hurt, don‘t worry,” he promised.

Before I could even protest, he dug his sharp teeth into my hand and started drinking my blood.

lost and in pain. It didn‘t make any sense how a twelve–year–old was able to get his ca nines out, and why was he

I didn‘t feel right for a few minutes. It was as if he wasn‘t going to stop

called for him again, and he

it for me. I didn‘t want

in desperation, pulling my hand back and away from him

to play this game,” I yelled,

mother heard my cries and rushed downstairs to check on us. She would usu ally not let us get out of her sight, so

here?” Mom rushed downstairs in haste, watching

blood.” I let out a cry, showcasing my bloodied hand

who had his eyes

do that.” She knelt down beside him

ever,” Geralt

well.” I had to interrupt them because I was

Don‘t you see your brother needs me?” Mom yelled as she glared at me and slapped my

changed to a soothing melody when talking to Geralt. It wasn‘t the first time she had chosen him over me, but this time it hurt

passed out on the ground from

my bedroom. I had a bite mark on my hand, which reminded me of what happened earlier before I passed

my room to complain to my mother about Geralt. What he did really

movie in the living room. They

to my room with Geralt

me a still stare before getting out of the couch

to you about Geralt.” I was shaking when remembered

she asked in

he did. He sucked my blood,” I whispered, trembling

You must have seen a nightmare.” She let out a little chuckle to invalidate my feelings. But it didn‘t shock me. She has