Axel had come home to the house a mess even though he had told Terran to make sure that it was spotless by the time he got home. When he saw the clothes and other things still on the floor it was like something snapped in the vampire, as he moved though the house and found the teen sitting int he lounge watching tv. HE reached over and grabbed his shoulder before pulling him over the couch and onto the floor. “What did I tell you to do while I was away boy?!”
Terran had tried to give the vampire a wide berth, skittering about nervously before cringing as his hair was grabbed again. It made his head hurt and his heart race.
He held his breath as the TV was inspected, heart sinking when Axel’s finger came away with dust. As that hand connected with his face, he managed to bite back another whimper. It hurt, but he was more focused on the crushing feel of dread and impending doom as another panic attack drew near. It rendered him speechless, aside from short, pitiful noises that struggled to form words of apology.
“If this is your idea of clean I would hate to see what dirty is for you!” Axel roared as he stuck out at Terran with his fist this time instead of an open hand. “You god damn worthless piece of shit. All I do is ask for this house to be clean but that is too much for you?! What can you even do besides just sit there stuttering like a broken record.” The vampire said grabbing his hair again and forcing the teen to look at him.
“Maybe I should sell you off to another vampire that isn’t as kind as me….one that would keep you in chains all day long, do you want that?!” He asked before punching him in the face again, this time splitting the teens lip.
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