Personal Narrative: The Ear Of Medicine
“You know the drill Teegan, spread them,” Arnold demanded.
“I’m not going to bring weapons here Arnold,” I explain to him, hating the check through process he used on me.
“On the wall,” he says ignoring me completely.
I turn around and put my hands on the wall, and spread my legs apart and wait. Arnold starts with my legs first, quick and to the point and then my thighs, he then brings his hands up my sides and feels under my breasts, sending a wave of energy towards my stomach. I can never tell if it’s his touch or his ability that makes me feel all tingly inside. He then brushes his hands up my arms, pressing his body firmly onto mine from behind.
“I could pay you for sex Teegan. Might as well get a bang for your buck,” Arnold says as he …show more content…
brings his wondering hands back to my stomach, one of them massaging my side.
“No thank you Arnold,” I tell him. He sighs and backs away from me. I then let go of the wall and straighten my pose, taking a step towards the corner of the elevator. Arnold then winks before pressing the arrow pointing up, and then smirking at me. I try my best not to roll my eyes.
“Hand over you comdev Teegan.” Arnold holds out his hand at me and I hold up my wrist in front of me to take off my comdev and give it to him.
When we reach floor 19, Arnold opens the elevator with a second key code, this time using a scanner, which reads his hand and finger prints. We get off the elevator and walk down a short hallway to door number 1902, right across from door 1901. Arnold knocks on the door and then scans his eye on the eye reader to gain access to Melanie’s apartment.
The door opens and Arnold walks into the entry way, myself following him closely. It’s dark at first as we walk inside the apartment, but we walk past the living room area where dim lamps reside, dressed in gold. We go down a long hallway towards Melanie’s guest bedroom before Arnold knocks on it.
“We’re here Mel,” he says and opens the door. Melanie rests on a lounge chair, a tray of fruit on the space in front of her. She glances up at us and smiles.
“It’s been awhile… Tera?” She says trying to remember my name. I force myself to grin and Melanie shakes her head. “Teegan! Teegan is your name. How can I forget you?” Melanie then moves the tray of fruit away from her and onto a table nearby. It’s then that I notice she’s dressed in some weird silk ensemble. A sheer pink sweater covers her darker pink top. And her skirt is the same dark magenta material her tube top is.
“You Teegan have the most unique blood I’ve ever tasted. I wish you would consider visiting every month…” Melanie says as her dark eyes gaze into mine. I don’t want to though. I don’t even like coming every two months. But without this extra side job, I wouldn’t be able to afford tuition at Dwigon.
Instead I say nothing and look down at Melanie’s hands instead, avoiding her eyes. I could never get rid of the fear I had when I visited her. She was a celebrity here in Strongland, a famous singer who sold many tickets around the globe at her extravagant concerts. She had many fans, I was one of those fans. But I was one of the small group of people who truly knew that Melanie was a Contai.
“Well let’s go over to the bed, I must admit I’m a bit … hungry.” Melanie motions to stand up and then half a second later she’s crouched on the bed that was over ten feet away from her chair. Contai could move faster than even Vleoc.
Being that I’ve been helping Melanie the past year, I’ve gotten pretty use to her nuances. She loved touching her prey, and caring for them among other things.
“Do you want me to sit?”
“Yes,” Melanie says, grinning widely. And that is when I notice that her teeth are no longer glamoured to look like regular teeth. Her pearly white fangs are very visible as she touches the red mattress cover next to her, her nails now dark hard claws.
Taking a deep breath, I then place my purse on the chaise lounge, followed by my dark sweater and then take my shoes off before walking over to the mattress. Underneath my sweater is a red tube top, giving me modesty and giving Melanie easy access to her food source.
“Arnold wait outside,” Melanie says to Arnold who has been dutifully standing by the door. He smirks and then walks out, closing the door behind him gently.
“I know he makes you nervous,” Melanie says as she looks at me, her hair turning darker and appearing longer. Her glamour always seems to come down around me, she always assumed that it was her natural instinct—to feed and hunt the prey—to hunt me.
I then crawl up on the mattress and sit down, feeling uncomfortable since Melanie is directly behind me now. As though reading my mind, she brushes her cold hand up my shoulder and then across me back, sending shivers to my spine.
“Calm down Teegan, I won’t hurt you.” Melanie then brushes my brown hair styled in waves aside and sinks her long fangs into my neck. She then moves her head away slightly and I see from the side of my eyes as her feeding tube slithers out of her mouth and latches onto the bite wound, its own little fangs piercing into the flesh as she starts to suck the blood out of my body. I start to feel light headed only a minute later, and that’s when Melanie moves to my other shoulder and bites it again with her large fangs. This time the piercing of flesh is almost unfelt, her toxins flowing through my bloodstream, calming the pain nerves in my brain.
She repeats the process on this side of my neck and after a minute she stops, falling back on her mattress with a sigh.
I want to do the same thing, but know that my job is now done. I look around then for the jar of medicine Melanie always put out for her willing donors, and saw it on the nightstand. I get up, my knees feeling slightly wobbly as I do, and walk over to the stand to grab the small jar of goo. I immediately open it and start to apply it to both bite wounds.
I then go to the chaise lounge and put my dark shoes on, and then my sweater, I grab my purse and walk over to the door and then look at Melanie her eyes closed and glamour falling back into place. “Have a good night,” I tell her.
She doesn’t say anything though; she never does after feeding on my blood. I open the door and find Arnold walking down the hallway towards me, envelope in hand. He hands it to me, and when I reach to grab it he moves it away from my …show more content…
grasp.
“There’s another bedroom right down that hall. Do you want to reconsider my offer?” Arnold asks me, a smirk on his face. I only shake my head ‘no’ and stand there staring at the vase down the hallway, avoiding his eyes. “Well it’s your loss.” He then places the envelope in front of my face and lets me grab it this time. I open it and look inside, making sure to count two thousand hals.
Arnold once gave me an extra five hundred hals that I made sure to give back to him.
I was not going to be in debt to him. Ever. I then look back up to him and nod my head. He then turns around and walks towards the front door and I quickly follow. I’ve always been unnerved that Melanie had an eye reader on the inside of her apartment. It forced me to understand that Melanie really was one of the deadliest beings on Halree.
Less than a minute later, we were back on the first floor, where Arnold handed me my comdev. I watched as he returned to the elevator and then placed it back on my hand, turning it on again. Looking at the time I noticed how late in the night it was. Massaging my neck again, I notice that the marks are still sore, but closing up slowly. The cream Melanie supplied usually healed her bites within four hours, but my skin being more sensitive took quite a bit longer to heal.
Walking out of the parking garage, I head back to the bus stop, avoiding the many shopping windows on the way, knowing that I needed to save my money so I could pay rent, and deposit the savings to the tuition account for Dwigon. I watch other people walk around though while I wait at the bus stop, noticing their smiles and laughter as they talk loudly to each other about what they bought or what they are going to buy next. Materialism was not lost on the people who resided in this
District.
I follow my monotonous act of boarding the bus, returning to my neighborhood, but then make a stop at Bell Café for something to eat and drink
“I’m not going to bring weapons here Arnold,” I explain to him, hating the check through process he used on me.
“On the wall,” he says ignoring me completely.
I turn around and put my hands on the wall, and spread my legs apart and wait. Arnold starts with my legs first, quick and to the point and then my thighs, he then brings his hands up my sides and feels under my breasts, sending a wave of energy towards my stomach. I can never tell if it’s his touch or his ability that makes me feel all tingly inside. He then brushes his hands up my arms, pressing his body firmly onto mine from behind.
“I could pay you for sex Teegan. Might as well get a bang for your buck,” Arnold says as he …show more content…
brings his wondering hands back to my stomach, one of them massaging my side.
“No thank you Arnold,” I tell him. He sighs and backs away from me. I then let go of the wall and straighten my pose, taking a step towards the corner of the elevator. Arnold then winks before pressing the arrow pointing up, and then smirking at me. I try my best not to roll my eyes.
“Hand over you comdev Teegan.” Arnold holds out his hand at me and I hold up my wrist in front of me to take off my comdev and give it to him.
When we reach floor 19, Arnold opens the elevator with a second key code, this time using a scanner, which reads his hand and finger prints. We get off the elevator and walk down a short hallway to door number 1902, right across from door 1901. Arnold knocks on the door and then scans his eye on the eye reader to gain access to Melanie’s apartment.
The door opens and Arnold walks into the entry way, myself following him closely. It’s dark at first as we walk inside the apartment, but we walk past the living room area where dim lamps reside, dressed in gold. We go down a long hallway towards Melanie’s guest bedroom before Arnold knocks on it.
“We’re here Mel,” he says and opens the door. Melanie rests on a lounge chair, a tray of fruit on the space in front of her. She glances up at us and smiles.
“It’s been awhile… Tera?” She says trying to remember my name. I force myself to grin and Melanie shakes her head. “Teegan! Teegan is your name. How can I forget you?” Melanie then moves the tray of fruit away from her and onto a table nearby. It’s then that I notice she’s dressed in some weird silk ensemble. A sheer pink sweater covers her darker pink top. And her skirt is the same dark magenta material her tube top is.
“You Teegan have the most unique blood I’ve ever tasted. I wish you would consider visiting every month…” Melanie says as her dark eyes gaze into mine. I don’t want to though. I don’t even like coming every two months. But without this extra side job, I wouldn’t be able to afford tuition at Dwigon.
Instead I say nothing and look down at Melanie’s hands instead, avoiding her eyes. I could never get rid of the fear I had when I visited her. She was a celebrity here in Strongland, a famous singer who sold many tickets around the globe at her extravagant concerts. She had many fans, I was one of those fans. But I was one of the small group of people who truly knew that Melanie was a Contai.
“Well let’s go over to the bed, I must admit I’m a bit … hungry.” Melanie motions to stand up and then half a second later she’s crouched on the bed that was over ten feet away from her chair. Contai could move faster than even Vleoc.
Being that I’ve been helping Melanie the past year, I’ve gotten pretty use to her nuances. She loved touching her prey, and caring for them among other things.
“Do you want me to sit?”
“Yes,” Melanie says, grinning widely. And that is when I notice that her teeth are no longer glamoured to look like regular teeth. Her pearly white fangs are very visible as she touches the red mattress cover next to her, her nails now dark hard claws.
Taking a deep breath, I then place my purse on the chaise lounge, followed by my dark sweater and then take my shoes off before walking over to the mattress. Underneath my sweater is a red tube top, giving me modesty and giving Melanie easy access to her food source.
“Arnold wait outside,” Melanie says to Arnold who has been dutifully standing by the door. He smirks and then walks out, closing the door behind him gently.
“I know he makes you nervous,” Melanie says as she looks at me, her hair turning darker and appearing longer. Her glamour always seems to come down around me, she always assumed that it was her natural instinct—to feed and hunt the prey—to hunt me.
I then crawl up on the mattress and sit down, feeling uncomfortable since Melanie is directly behind me now. As though reading my mind, she brushes her cold hand up my shoulder and then across me back, sending shivers to my spine.
“Calm down Teegan, I won’t hurt you.” Melanie then brushes my brown hair styled in waves aside and sinks her long fangs into my neck. She then moves her head away slightly and I see from the side of my eyes as her feeding tube slithers out of her mouth and latches onto the bite wound, its own little fangs piercing into the flesh as she starts to suck the blood out of my body. I start to feel light headed only a minute later, and that’s when Melanie moves to my other shoulder and bites it again with her large fangs. This time the piercing of flesh is almost unfelt, her toxins flowing through my bloodstream, calming the pain nerves in my brain.
She repeats the process on this side of my neck and after a minute she stops, falling back on her mattress with a sigh.
I want to do the same thing, but know that my job is now done. I look around then for the jar of medicine Melanie always put out for her willing donors, and saw it on the nightstand. I get up, my knees feeling slightly wobbly as I do, and walk over to the stand to grab the small jar of goo. I immediately open it and start to apply it to both bite wounds.
I then go to the chaise lounge and put my dark shoes on, and then my sweater, I grab my purse and walk over to the door and then look at Melanie her eyes closed and glamour falling back into place. “Have a good night,” I tell her.
She doesn’t say anything though; she never does after feeding on my blood. I open the door and find Arnold walking down the hallway towards me, envelope in hand. He hands it to me, and when I reach to grab it he moves it away from my …show more content…
grasp.
“There’s another bedroom right down that hall. Do you want to reconsider my offer?” Arnold asks me, a smirk on his face. I only shake my head ‘no’ and stand there staring at the vase down the hallway, avoiding his eyes. “Well it’s your loss.” He then places the envelope in front of my face and lets me grab it this time. I open it and look inside, making sure to count two thousand hals.
Arnold once gave me an extra five hundred hals that I made sure to give back to him.
I was not going to be in debt to him. Ever. I then look back up to him and nod my head. He then turns around and walks towards the front door and I quickly follow. I’ve always been unnerved that Melanie had an eye reader on the inside of her apartment. It forced me to understand that Melanie really was one of the deadliest beings on Halree.
Less than a minute later, we were back on the first floor, where Arnold handed me my comdev. I watched as he returned to the elevator and then placed it back on my hand, turning it on again. Looking at the time I noticed how late in the night it was. Massaging my neck again, I notice that the marks are still sore, but closing up slowly. The cream Melanie supplied usually healed her bites within four hours, but my skin being more sensitive took quite a bit longer to heal.
Walking out of the parking garage, I head back to the bus stop, avoiding the many shopping windows on the way, knowing that I needed to save my money so I could pay rent, and deposit the savings to the tuition account for Dwigon. I watch other people walk around though while I wait at the bus stop, noticing their smiles and laughter as they talk loudly to each other about what they bought or what they are going to buy next. Materialism was not lost on the people who resided in this
District.
I follow my monotonous act of boarding the bus, returning to my neighborhood, but then make a stop at Bell Café for something to eat and drink