Worth Waiting For

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damn years I have watched him and how could I not find out he was being abused at

his heartbeat. Even now it was my favourite sound. But when I heard th

at was happening. I heard the harsh tone the older man used when talking to

ered around as I stood at the entrance taking in the sight before. Malachi crumbled to the floor limply whil

How I wished I could just drain him dry. Or snap his puny neck. This human single handedly made me want to thr

I answer him? Why would I give him the satisfaction. I heard the soft heartb

et what I truly was. I sped back to the house that I bought just a few streets down and came t

at the far end of the second story and softly opened the doors， trying not to bother Malachi who still

o myself. My anger is quic

undreds of blood bags there， in order to allow myself not to go overboar

my room. Knowing that there would be a lingering

t on the couch opposite the bed. I just couldn“t sleep knowing

at drop very low. Something is wrong. It began to look

up. I listened at his slowing heartbeat as I paced around the room trying to figure

flow， I brought my wrist to Malachi“s mouth. I had to reopen the wounds four times before he began to drink fre

normal. I became ecstatic when his eyes burst open

ve. I wanted to go to him and hold him，

ly rub it as if to find it in pain. But when he realized that there was

steps closer to him. His eyes quickly ca

wung his legs off the bed and

e after..." I trailed off not wanting to complete t

my reply， not trusting myself to answer the question verbally. "Wh

ing how worried you become when your Beloved is concerned. I have never acted like this before and yet， I can“t

me as a look of defeat crossed his face. "No on

ou shouldn“t be up." I needed him to think he still needed some looking after becau

e said with a soft smile tryin

to the door on the other side o

ed how more graceful he seemed to be. I think the blood I gave him is having a decent effect. He stopp

size." I saw his face drop slightly at the mention of Jonas“ name and instantly I knew he might have been thinking of all

loor down. I knocked on Jonas“ door and quickly the door opened to reveal an old man of fifty odd years with a white crop of smoothly combed hair. He wore the same black

was， due to my trusting of him. He would never blurt to out the secret du

es. Malachi is here and h

nd headed back into his room. "I am assuming he just needs some pajamas or cl

I told him with a smile

bottoms and told me that he would come by the

to my room and laid them o

up to the ceiling. Atop the four posts， sat the bed top that gave it a posh like feeling. To the right of the bed was a soft plush red couch that fac

screen TV that rose from the bed base at the end of the b

the a hand shot out grabbing the pajama bottoms. I laughed softly

t his torso and saw the bruises and scars that scattered about his skin. My anger flared up and the urge to kill

f his waist. In the middle of the scar， a detour ran down to the left of his waist. It looked similar to the lambda sign. How c

d came to a stop on his abs. Holy... My thoughts trailed off as I finally took a look at his body. He body was toned showing his damn near perfect six pack. How

away as I tried to clear my head further. I quickly glanced at Malachi a

ugh my fingers. I am beginning to not care how I look to him. As long as he keeps looking

"Where am I sleeping?" He asked as he looked at

him as I quickly clim