Sinful Mates 1-3

“We need to head to bed soon, I have work in the morning,” Tobias states. I yawn suddenly feeling tired, it must be late. I go to say something but then stop not wanting a repeat of earlier. I follow them into the room and climb into bed. Tobias takes his shirt off and climbs in next to me. Theo turns a small lamp on and grabs a book before lying beside me. My eyebrows furrow confused. “You're not tired?” I ask.

“Vampires don't sleep, Imogen”

“But I saw you sleep” I ask confused.

“No, we don't sleep, but we do get stuck in a trance which resembles sleep,” he tells me. Tobias yawns next to me and pulls me against him.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, it's kind like being stuck in your own thoughts, becoming trapped in a way. You don't realise time passing,” he says.

I would hate to be stuck in my own mind; it's my biggest critic, I couldn't imagine being trapped in it. “How long does it last?” Theo seems to think for a second before answering.

“My longest would be a month before Tobias pulled me out of it.”

“A month?” How lonely I thought. I reached out and draped my arm across his lap. It didn't take long before I fell asleep.

“Is it because Theo hasn't marked me?” I ask, turning to Tobias.

“Yes, among other reasons that is the main one though.” This is ridiculous.

“I am not leaving you, Tobias; I won't take off I promise.”

“You're right, you won't take off because you're not leaving this property.” I look to Theo for help but he doesn’t seem to want to go against Tobias this time. I storm out of the room.

I make my way down to the kitchen and put the kettle on, making coffee. I then take my coffee and sit outside on the wooden bench seat. Tobias walks out, my handbag in his hands. He drops it on my lap.

“I have your keys; you just want your clothes?”

I Ignore him looking in the other direction. “Imogen, what do you want from your apartment?”

“Fuck you, Tobias,” I tell him. He pinches the bridge of his nose and lets out a breath annoyed. Theo walks out, and I ignore him too.

“I will send you a list of what she wants later, okay,” he says kissing Tobias on the cheek. I get up and walk inside, I hear Tobias speed off. I walk up the stairs and back to my prison. I lock the door and lay back in bed.

Ten Days later

I have been stuck here for ten days. I haven't spoken to either of them; I barely come out of the room. The first few days they tried without luck, in every way possible, to get me to talk or react to them. I know it is starting to get to them. Tobias has been a moody arsehole. He left three days ago and has been staying in the city, said my silence was driving him crazy. This house was driving me crazy, so I guess he knows how it feels now. Theo on the other hand is always hovering. I feel his presence everywhere I go, always watching. Always trying to get me to speak to him.

I was lying in bed when he walks in, “Breakfast, Imogen,” He sings out from the doorway. I ignore him and roll over turning my back on the door.

“It's been two days and you haven't left this room, Imogen. If you don't eat today, I will be forced to tell Tobias you haven't eaten.”

PFFT two days is that all it's been. I was starving but I knew I could last a lot longer. I refuse to give in. Either I get to go back to my normal predictable life, or I am not talking or eating, although it does smell nice. When he doesn't leave, I sit up and walk to the bathroom and hop in the shower. This place was a mansion, but it was starting to make me feel claustrophobic. Despite its size and how beautiful the place was, it was still my prison. I have walked the property and the house so much I am surprised I haven't actually walked tracks around the place. I thought about running but Theo is always right behind me wherever I go. The first day, I tried to convince him to just take me home, but he wouldn't go against Tobias. This place with its no neighbours, no passing cars, no people was lonely. I like the hustle and bustle of the city, but mainly I like the people. Watching as they go about their lives. I missed seeing Tom but mostly now that, I haven't spoken in over a week, I have been left to my own thoughts, and my mind always drifts to the one person I loved most in life. My mother. My life suddenly felt lonely and small without her in it and having no one to vent my problems to.

Getting out of the shower, I opened the door and Theo was leaning against it. I rolled my eyes and shoved past him. “Tobias is on his way home.” I freeze. I liked that he hasn't been here. I struggle the most around him. He is so hot headed and so am I. It always turns into screaming match, or in my case at the moment, me just glaring at him. I chuck my clothes on just in time to hear him pull up. Theo leaves to see him, I quickly walk over and lock the door, hoping he won't want to break it, the same as Theo and leave me alone. No such luck, I hear him walk up the stairs, his feet moving quick. He doesn't even knock, just kicks the door in.00000000000000