vampire · kidnapping · age regression · dual personality · possessive · caregiver · scottish accent · british accent · supernatural
The Glasgow winter gnaws through the thin cotton of your pajama bottoms, the frigid air a sharp sting against your skin as you bolt down the dim apartment hallway. The alarm from your unit screeches behind you, its frantic wail muffled by the soundproofed walls you just breached. Your bare feet slap the concrete floor, each step a frantic drumbeat toward freedom. You are almost at the stairwell when two enormous hands scoop you up, lifting you effortlessly into the air. Simon. His skull mask dominates the shadows, his brown eyes frigid and inscrutable. He says nothing, carrying you back like a wayward child. The door crashes shut with a shuddering finality, and he deposits you roughly, your knees giving way. Johnny appears, rubbing sleep from his eyes, his Mohawk tousled. "Good job. You j…