I Wanna Do Bad Things With You | Closed.

Sawyer covered her chest and frowned deeply as she stared at the door, coughing and clearing her throat. Maybe she should have never spoken. Maybe she should have just laid there and not moved and not said a word. Maybe then he would have just left her alone instead of being an asshole. But what was she supposed to do? Sit there and let this go on like it was right? Because it wasn't. She laid down on the bed and curled into a ball, closing her eyes and practically forcing herself to go to sleep.

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Zacky raised his brows as he looked down at her. He rolled his eyes and pulled her away from him. "I guess if you're going to keep crying about it," he mumbled. He pulled her up and forced her to sit on the edge of his bed, moving in front of her. He raised his wrist up to his mouth and sunk his fangs into his vein, watching the blood seep from the wounds. He lifted his wrist in front of her face. "Drink," he ordered.

Brian sent Jimmy out to find Sawyer's ex. The search didnt task long since the scrum bag was at the auction hours again trying to sell another girl. When Jimmy brought him to Brian he dragged him by his collar to his room and threw him at the foot of the bed. "You want your revenge take it," Brian spoke. "As the word and his throat is slit."

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Morgana's body tensed, knowing what drinking his blood would do. He would be able to feel her every emotion. She wouldnt be able to hide anything from him anymore. She took his wrist in her hands, shutting her eyes tightly as she took his wrist in her mouth and began drinking his blood.

Sawyer jumped up, her eyes widening slightly when she saw her boyfriend sitting on the floor in front of the bed. She stood up and walked over, kneeling down in front of him. "How could you?" she muttered. "How could you sell me like that?" She reached up and slapped him across the face, shoving him hard. She stood up and covered her chest with her arms. "I don't want him dead. I want him to suffer." She glared at her now ex, moving to sit on the bed. She pulled the blanket up to her chest and looked at Brian expectantly.

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Zacky let out a soft moan as he watched her drink his blood. He pulled his wrist away after a minute and leaned up, pressing his lips to hers. He pulled back and licked over his lips, looking down and watching the wounds on his wrist heal. He stood up and pulled her up, running his hands over her body. "Your family can go," he said. "You've been a very good girl, Morgana." He left the room, grabbing one of his advisors and letting them know to take Morgana's family home, and to kindly replace Mr. DeWitt's pinky.

Brian's eyes sparkled when Sawyer said she wanted him to suffer. He grabbed the man's arms and snapped it in half before he called Jimmy into the room. He told Jimmy to set up the torture room which caused his friend to grin like a madman. The man was dragged off by his broken arm, leaving Sawyer alone with Brian again. "You know you could have killed him quick and easy. Why didn't you?"

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Morgana wiped her mouth free of as much blood as she possibly could once Zack left the room. She hated herself for beibg tricked into drinking his blood. She should have waited and tried to bargain her family's freedom. She sat curled up with her legs hugged tightly to her chest and quietly sobbed. She didn't see her family's death anymore but she still felt the weight she usually felt when death was near.

Sawyer looked at Brian and then down at her hands, sighing softly. "Because," she mumbled, shrugging her shoulders. "He could have just killed me, but he chose to let me suffer for his own benefit. So he's going to suffer for my own benefit." She usually never thought that way, she was never one to think so cruelly, but she really wanted him to feel the heartbreak that she had felt when she found out what he'd done to her and her family. She looked back up at him, biting her lip gently. "Why?"

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Zacky walked back into his room, sighing when he heard her crying. His face faltered when he could feel the pain that she felt, and he walked over, sitting on the edge of the bed. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, having her drink his blood. If she was going to be sad and depressed all the time, then he didn't want to feel that. He had to find a way to cheer her up or this wasn't going to be good for him. "Morgana," he said. "What can I do to make you feel better? Anything you could ever want, you name it."

"Just wondering why you decided what you did," Brian replied. He sat down next to her on the bed and held one of her hands in his. "Wanting revenge doesn't make you a bad person. It makes you human." He let go of her hand and grabbed her a shirt and boxers to wear. "Get some sleep. You start cleaning tomorrow."

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Morgana wiped her eyes and sniffled. She knew he could feel everything she was feeling. She stood up and removed the clothes she had just put on her body. She grabbed one of his hands and moved it to her breasts. "Make me forget," she pleaded. "I don't want to feel the way I do." She knew she'd regtet her actions later but at that very moment his cold vampire touch soothed her inner voice that begged for her to scream out and bring death along with it.

Sawyer watched him, raising an eyebrow, wondering what had changed in him in the past five minutes. She pulled the clothes on and looked down at his bed. "Here?" she questioned, figuring he'd make her sleep on a cot or on the floor or something, not in his big, comfy bed. Was he going to sleep in here with her? Did he sleep at all? Was he even human? She sighed heavily and reached up, holding her head. All the thoughts and questions were driving her crazy and giving her a migraine. It was too overwhelming. She looked up at him after a minute. "Can I have an aspirin?"

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Zacky looked at her, wondering if he should or not. There were other ways to make her forget. He could take her memory away and have her start fresh, make her think she was his. But that would be too easy, wouldn't it? He stood up and folded his arms across his chest. "I don't want to be used," he said firmly. "I want you to want me because you really want me. I don't want you to want me just so you can forget for a little while that you're here. I don't see why you're so upset anyways. I let your family go, you said you put yourself in this position. I've given you clothes, a bed, offered you anything you wanted. What more do you want?"

Brian nodded. He grabbed aspirin from his bathroom and handed it to her with some water."You sleep in here alone until I can have a room set up for you," he replied. The demon watched Sawyer, hoping his mood swing didn't freak her out too much. He had them often enough he was sure she'd get used to them. "Don't freak out about a demon beibg nice," he happened. "It may be rare but it happens more than angels admit they sin."

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"I saw them die," she admitted. "I changed that fate for them but the sensation of death and darkness is still there." She moved one of her hands to touch his face, tears falling down her face when she got a flash of an infant that looked almost exactly like the vampire in front of her. "How did she die," she asked. "How did the baby die?"

Sawyer looked up at him and raised an eyeyebrow. "You're a demon?" She questioned. She'd heard of such creatures before but never actually believed in them. She wanted to move away from him, but was afraid he'd get angry with her. She thought for a minute, biting her lip gently. She looked up at him. "Where will you sleep?" She asked.

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Zacky glared at her, slapping her hand away from his face. What gave her the right to get insight on his life? He huffed and reached up, rubbing his temples. He looked at her and sighed heavily. "That's none of your business, Morgana," he said calmly. He began to pace back and forth, a voice telling him in the back of his mind that he should talk to someone about this, because he never had before. He looked at her and cleared his throat. "It wasn't a girl. His name was Chase."

"This mansion is huge," he replied. "I have rooms I sleep in every section." He wasn't lying either. If he got drunk he got lazy and the room they were in was the one furthest in the place. "You can even keep this room if you'd like." Brian was being unusually nice and he had no idea why.

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"I thought vampires were sterile," Morgana mumbled. She was so confused. How did she not know vampires could sire children of their own? Usually she was the most knowledgeable of her family about other supernatural creatures.

Sawyer looked around the room and then back at him. "Do you have rooms with windows?" she asked hopefully. "I won't try and escape, I promise. I just want to be able to see sunlight." She hoped he would let her have a room with at least one window. She got up on her knees and moved to face him. "I promise I'll be good. I'll do anything you ask me to." She reached down and grabbed his hand gently, giving him a soft, sweet look. Maybe if she was gentle and kind with him, he would open up more, and be more open to letting her have freedom.

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Zacky sat down and rubbed his face. "It was before I was a vampire," he said. "Many, many years ago. I was married, I had a family. My wife was pregnant with our second child. Chase was three. Someone broke into our house. They killed my wife, killed Chase right in front of me. They kept me alive, said they were looking for someone to join their cult. Before I had the chance to hurt them, they turned me. They kidnapped me and tortured me until I agreed to listen to them. That's how I got here."

Brian nodded. "I'll give you room with a window but you are never allowed to open it." He grabbed a change of clothes from his dresser and walked into his closet to change. He didn't want to freak her out with seeing him naked. "Are you hungry? They probably didn't feed you at the auction house."

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What Zacky was telling her played out in her mind like a memory as she spoke. Tears fell down her face as she watched everything happen. She hugged her knees tightly to her chest when she saw who Zack's wife was. His wife had been her great aunt Gena. She wondered if he had known she was a banshee and thats why she was probably murdered.

Sawyer turned to look at the closet doors. "Yeah," she said. "I am." She hadn't eaten in like a day, and she was quite thirsty now that she thought about it. She stood up and waited for him to come out, looking him over when he did. She bit her lip and turned, grabbing the glass of water and taking a sip of it. "Thank you, for not treating me as horribly as I thought you would."

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Zacky sighed softly. He stood up. "I'm gonna go get you something to eat," he said. "Please, stop crying. I don't think I can handle the sadness." He left the room, going to the kitchen and asking one of the chefs to make a big meal for him and his guest. He sat in the dining hall as he waited, tapping his fingers on the table and staring at the surface. He didn't know why he'd told Morgana about his past. He hadn't even told any of the guys.

"I have my moments where I can be nice," he shrugged. "Just behave and you'll see it more often." He was being honest and normally unless someone put him in a bad mood he tended to be a good guy. He was probably the most undemon like demon ever.

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Morgana forced herself to meet Zacky downstairs, trying to find a way to bring up Gena. She sat down at the table and chewed on the inside of her cheek. "Gena was your wife," she asked. Morgana looked up at Zack waiting for a reaction from him. "Was it vampires who killed her? My family was never told how she died."

Sawyer nodded her head. She bit her lip gently and walked over to him, reaching down and taking his hand in hers. "Can I get something to eat? I'm really hungry," she said, looking up at him and smiling softly at him. It wouldn't be so hard to be nice to him if he continued being nice to her. Which meant she needed to continue being compliant.

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Zacky looked up at Morgana, his brows furrowing. "Excuse me?" he muttered. He looked over when the waiters brought the food out to them. He cleared his throat and sat back in his seat, watching the food placed in front of him. He picked up the fork and twirled it in his fingers as he waited for them to leave. He glanced back at Morgana. "How did you know that? What do you mean your family was never told? You're not related to her. I would have known of your existence. I kept close watch on her descendants."

Brian nodded. "I'll have Jimmy bring you something," he stated. "What do you want to eat?" He was confused why he felt so calm and almost human around Sawyer but it was beginning to worry him. Being nice was a weakness in a demon's eyes.

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"You obviously didn't keep a close enough eye," she mumbled. "My grandmother was her half sister." She took a bite of her food, quietly eating it, unsure if she should continue the conversation. Especially since the fact her new owner had been keeping on eye on her family, caused chills to go down her spine. It made her feel like she was being held captive by a huge creep.

Sawyer bit her lip gently. "Can't I eat somewhere else?" she asked. "Like a dining room? And aren't you going to eat too?" She pulled away from him and stood in front of him, giving him a slight pout as she looked up at him. She really just wanted to get out of this room. And she didn't want to see the other man again. Not that she really wanted to see much of this man in front of her, but the other man was the one who had tossed her around like a rag doll.

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Zacky shook his head. "I just don't understand," he mumbled. "When Gena was dying, I promised her I'd make sure her family stayed safe, and for all these years, I've kept a close eye on her family." He ran his fingers through his hair. He didn't know why this was stressing him out so much. Maybe it was all too overwhelming for him. And it was then that he realized how weak he'd become in the past five minutes. He sat up straight and narrowed his eyes, looking down at the table while he ate. He couldn't let this weaken him. Not anymore.

Brian shook his head. "You're safest in here unless you want to risk being raped by one of the other demons who serve me." He was starting to get annoyed. The girl was being greedy with his kindness and he didn't like that at all. "Besides Jimmy is the nicest one here so he's the least of your worries." He pulled himself away from Sawyer and moved towards the bedroom door. "Now what would you like? Speak now or you get nothing."

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"Why do you eat human food," Morgana asked. "It has no nutritional value for you and its making you weak." She could feel his life force weakening. The blonde stood up and decided in his weakened state she could try to escape. Morgana ran for the door, barely making it outside when the buff vampire who had brought her to Zack dragged her back in by her hair. "What's her punishment," Matt asked. "Time in the blood chamber I hope." The blood chamber was a horrible place. It was a room stained red with blood where disobedient slaves were taken, tortured and drained of blood.

Sawyer frowned and shook her head. "No," she mumbled. She backed away from him, able to tell he was getting annoyed with her. She thought for a minute, unsure of what she wanted. She would take anything. But she guessed she had to be specific or he would bring her something she was allergic to or uninterested in. "Cheeseburger with lettuce and bacon, no tomato or onions?" she mumbled. If it was a decent sized burger, it should be enough to fill her up without having to have any sides. When she got really hungry, she could eat a whole farm, but most of the time, she was okay with just having something small.

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Zacky narrowed his eyes as he stood up and walked over to Morgana. He raised his hand and slapped her across the face. "To think I was beginning to trust you," he scoffed. He knew exactly what he wanted to do to her. He wasn't going to physically harm her. He was going to mentally harm her. "Gather her sister. Bring her to Jacoby. Let him know he can have her for free, and he can do whatever he pleases with her." He grabbed Morgana by the arm and shoved her down in her seat, grabbing handcuffs and cuffing her hands to the chair. He grabbed her spoon and filled it full of food before shoving it down her throat.

Brian nodded, calling Jimmy into the room and told him what Sawyer wanted. He also told Jimmy to get her some more modest pajamas, feeling sorey for the girl since he'd met the ex-boyfriend who caused Sawyer to be his new slave. He waited until Jimmy left and looked at her again. "If you follow the rules you'll be safe and well cared for. I promise you that on my eternally damned soul."

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Morgana screamed out, struggling against Matt and then Zack once the words left his lips. She felt tears fall down her face, hating herself for what she had caused. She spit the food Zack shoved into her mouth at his feet and glared at him. "I drank your blood," she screamed. "You swore to me he wouldn't be allowed near her." She struggled against the handcuffs, ignoring the pain she was feeling even after she cut her wrists open. "Punish me! Not her! She's innocent!"