Bite Me, Mr. CEO

I was raised by my grandmother because I had no choice. My dad was a deadbeat father and left my mom and me when I was only nine. I can still remember that day like it was yesterday. What hurt me more is that he promised me that he would come home later that night and bring me a doll; a doll that I had wanted for the longest. I guess he lied because I am now a twenty-five-year-old woman and I’m still waiting for that doll.A year later, my mom died of chronic depression. She had stopped taking care of herself and even went days without eating. Of course, she made us believe that she was eating but we would always find her food in the trash the next day. We took her to therapy but that lasted for only about a day. She threatened that if we made her go back there that she would hurt herself; so we listened. When she died, I felt so alone. She died in her room clutching onto a pillow that my dad had given her for their anniversary a year before.After she was gone, I had to move to Sea

“You’re not dreaming, Lisa. Make your choice.” Bradley’s voice was smooth and almost perfect. “To live, or to die?”I had to decide either to die or to be a vampire. I remembered that I swore to myself to never be like my parents and run away from my problems but to always find a solution because there always was even if that solution was not pretty. This was the solution. Choosing death would be the cowards’ way out. And I was not a coward. I was not like my parents!I exhaled shakily and then bravely walked to him slowly. When I reached him, I held his hand and he suddenly pulled me into his arms. My breath hitched and I strengthened my hold on his hand.Being so close to him filled me with fear. The image of him feeding on the girl that was now on the floor lingered in my mind. “Can we please get this over with?” “Gladly,” Bradley chuckled, and then he brought his wrist slowly to my mouth. I began to breathe faster and my thirst for blood was now unbearable, especially considerin

Mark took the TV remote and turned the news off. He took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Lisa, I know you’re pissed at me and you have every right to be, but please…let’s think this through.”“Are you seriously going to let all those guests show up tomorrow and just stay home?” He asked me, and I folded my arms on my chest.“Well, you do have a point. Why let all those people suffer for your mistake? I know what we’re going to do.” I told him and he smiled, even though my heart ached. Just seeing Mark made me feel like I was drowning with no one to help me. I felt awful.“What do you suggest.” He gulped and then folded his hands on his lap as he stared at me. “We could push the wedding date until you and I work out our issues. What about that?” I stared at him incredulously. He seriously thought that he was going to screw my best friend and just say sorry to make it all go away? You can’t put a bandaid on a severed leg!I took my phone out of my bag and headed for the window

My heart raced and my mouth dried in seconds. I was being held at gunpoint in my very own car. I could still see the CEO. He was now about to enter the building. Even if I had the chance to call him, he would not be able to hear me.“What do you want?” I gulped, and my voice was filled with fear. “My handbag is right there, it has some money in it, and it’s a really expensive bag.” “Shut up…” The person laughed, and pressed the gun harder behind my head, causing me to inhale sharply as I closed my eyes tightly. “Then what do you want?” My voice came out shaky, and hot tears escaped my eyes. I felt like I was going to die. I had never had a gun pressed to my head, nor had I even been so close to one in my life!The person laughed and then withdrew the gun from my head, helping me to be able to breathe properly once again. “I don’t want crap from you, Lisa.”I wanted really badly to look at the person but I was too afraid to. I did know that the person was a woman though, based on the

I could tell that Bradley felt terrible for what happened to me but I needed him to tell me why. I needed to know why was I targeted for something that he did. I only knew him professionally, and I barely knew him personally.“Lisa, I’m sorry. You did deserve to go through what you did last night. And I totally take the blame, it was my fault. I’m sure it was one of my rivals trying to scare you into leaving the company or something.” He stood to his feet and walked towards me. I could feel tears building in my eyes. “Bradley, no offense but you may not have a family or anyone you love, but I do. I have someone that stuck by my side through thick and thin; someone that took me in when my parents left me.”The CEO sat on the desk and I saw his eyes soften when I spoke. He seemed moved. “Your parents left you? I didn’t know that.” He stared at his hands for a few seconds and looked back at me. “Yeah…my dad left me with my mom when I was nine. My mother died a year later from chronic d