Dog House

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2/2/13 – 4am
Hunter had never felt so conflicted as he had standing just inside his new prison looking at the cot, nightstand, collar and the chain bolted to the stone floor. Part of him wanted to scream in anger, outraged that he was expected to sleep chained like a dog. Part of him didn’t care—he was so exhausted and wanted nothing more than peaceful unconscious sleep. Then there was the majority of him that wanted to try to run, to fight every inch of distance between him and that collar. It didn’t look like silver, but he knew it was. His skin was still red and raw at his neck and wrists from being kept in silver restraints for the last seventeen days—more than four hundred hours of itching aggravation that never let up for one skin-crawling moment. It was NOT the way Hunter wanted to spend the night, much less tomorrow night and every other night for however long.

Of course, of all the orders he couldn’t refuse to follow, it was this one. He found himself walking over to the cot against his wishes. As he got closer, he noticed that the inside of the collar was padded. Relief immediately calmed his nerves knowing that he’d be allowed to truly sleep comfortably. The fact that it felt like a kindness only fueled his anger. One day Duke was going to pay for this. Hunter didn’t know how or when, but he would live to see that day.

He let Duke collar him and was given his phone back. Once the vampire was gone, Hunter looked through his nightstand and his things. Then he lay down and texted Jacob: [You still alive?]

It wasn’t long before he got a response. [Lol not for a year now. I’m fine. You?]

Hunter put his phone to sleep and closed his eyes. The answer to Jacob’s question was a simple two-lettered word, but Hunter didn’t have the energy for it and was asleep within seconds.

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Dog House

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