AN: This is a story i am working on for three days, but it's very hard to put a story up from the library. I will be updating everyday if i can so i hope you like my first chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but i am asking Richelle Mead for Dimitri on the weekends.
Dimitri POV:
"Are we really going to change her? It can't be she is only like 14? 15? She can't be the one. Please tell me she isn't the one." I was sad, and angry.
We were standing outside the window of a teenager's room. My friend, Anthern, also a Chooser, was standing by my side. His blonde hair blowing in his face, and his topaz eyes squinting from the power the wind put into its blows. My black, chin-length hair also blew in my face and I could barley see, with my red eyes, the figure lying on the bed.
"She's a good choice. I have been watching her for days and nights she seems like a perfect match." He stated.
"Do you even know her name?"
"Tessa, Tessa Hope Clifton. It fits with her, and I can't deny it once I made my decision. You know that Dimitri."
"Yeah, but she is so young." I sighed.
"You were changed when you were 21. We are not even changing here now. She will be changed when she is 18 and out of the house so we have no problems with parents."
I sighed again the next Dream Keeper will be here in 3 years. Her chest rised with every breath she took. Her black hair wrapped around her face, and soon her eyes will be a perfect shade of violet. Her tan skin and round face looked absolutely appealing. Her figure was phenomenal. I laughed at how boyish I sounded I was 21 and needed to grow up. There was no time for relationships when I had to protect her.
"Ok Dimitri, enough daydreaming. Let's head back home." I sighed and turned my back on the Dream Keeper.
3 YEARS LATER
Tessa POV:
I ran down the hallway with my luggage and paraphernalia, searching for my mother to give her my last goodbye. Today I was moving out of the house into the farm of my grandparents, who were dead now. The two story white building was perfect and the land was easy to run around.
I made it to the kitchen of our one story little house in the middle of the city. I still couldn't see my mom or anyone else. The taxi was outside and I hurried to push my things into the trunk.
"Can you wait one moment please, I must find my mother, but she is no where in sight?" I asked the taxi driver.
"Sure honey, take all the time you need." I smiled and so did he.
I hurried back into the house when I noticed her in the bathroom trying to wipe tears from her eyes. Her skin was red and blotchy, and she was in desperate need of a tissue.
"O, mom, please don't cry." I hugged her tightly.
"I didn't mean to sound like a every mom in the world, but I can't help it. You have grown up to fast!" a new flow of new tears flowed down her eyes and onto my shoulder. I rubbed her back hating tears because I had no idea what to do with the person who was creating them.
"Mom, I told you I will visit." I squeezed her more tightly to tell her it was the truth. I tried letting go from her hold and she released. She was past the tears and hiccupping now.
Just then we heard the car horn blast from the front long.
"I guess you have to go. But Tessa always remember that I will still beat you at Poker." She laughed at her own joke.
"Only in your mind mom." I hugged her again and ran for the taxi.
10 MILES LATER
We pulled up to this ugly green looking house. The drive way was short and the house was in desperate need of repairing. But I wasn't even supposed to be here. We pulled into a connected garage and waited in the dark as the door closed.
"Umm excuse me, wha-?"
"SHUT UP!" the taxi driver screamed.
"What are yo-?"
"I SAID SHUT UP!" he reached back and slapped me in the face. I touched my nose and felt blood there. At this point I knew there was something wrong. He got out of the car and opened my door. When I refused to come out he grabbed my arm and dragged me into his house. Four guys were on a couch or on the floor. Smoking pot and drinking whisky. Some where also shooting themselves up and others were on the floor passed out. One dude was in the corner and I quickly looked away. When I walked in they stared at me with red eyes and yellow teeth.
"Guys this is Tessa she is going to be our little play toy for awhile." They all laughed and started to get up. I tried backing away but his hold on me was too strong. He quickly threw me on the couch and tied me to each of the ends, tightly so I wouldn't run away. They each called a part of my body that they were going to abuse and I started to struggle.
"GET ME OUT OF HERE!" one of the dudes who were stumbling around took a piece of duck tape around my mouth, but to make it worse he tapped it around my entire head, hair and all, and patted it down so it wouldn't go anywhere. I kept struggling; I wasn't letting them vandalize me. One of the big fat boys took a pocket knife flipped out the knife and held it up to my wrist. With one swift motion he cut deep from the bottom of my palm to the crease in my arm. I cried out in pain, pulling and tugging, as I watched the blood drip from my arm.
"You're a little fighter aren't ya? Well that would be so much better than the quiet gal last month." He jabbed his jaw to another couch where a dark brown girl sat tied up with scars all over her body. She was completely stripped of her clothing and she was sleeping.
"Were going to see if you guys can go at each other it will be very fun for my buddies here." They all nodded there heads.
The other girls eyes started to flutter open and she realized I was here. She had melancholy written all over her face and I could tell what she was trying to say: this is not going to be good for the both of us. I sighed it was all I could do.
5 DAYS LATER
I was tied to the bed with; I finally got her name, Jasmine on top of me. We were both breathing hard with wet water all over us.
"Good job girls now it's my turn and I want Tessa. John you take Jasmine." They untied us from where we were and Billy grabbed my hand and led me to another room. It was the best room in the whole house. White fluffy bed, great window, colorful candles all over, a huge bathroom with a king size tub, and it was a great place, what Jimmy says, to do what I do best. I always rolled my eyes at what he says and I get slapped, but it doesn't hurt as much as the cutting and soreness the men give me in bed. I always come in this room. It's like my palace. Only the first few days I was in a horrible black, no bed, room.
"So Tessa I figured we start off in the bathtub since it will be a lot easier for you. Even though I think you got the hang of everything." He smiled and led me to the bathroom. His clothes were already off and he started the water, and to be nice, added some bubbles. We hopped in and I did what I did best.
1 MONTH LATER
I finished with the four guys and the new girl Lissa. She was my favorite because she liked to take control so I could just sleep. Her blonde hair always made the guys giddy. Jasmine died a week ago from loss of blood when she refused Billy on making love on the neighbor's roof. I felt sad but had to get over it or it would happen to me. The guys trusted me now on not running away so they got rid of the rope and duck tape, also with the rope off they said the sex was a lot better.
I awoke with Lissa having her arms around me and a man who was putting his head in my lap and snoring very loudly. I got up carefully hoping not to wake them and stepped over four guys to get to the fridge. I was very thirsty but all they had was beer. So I grabbed three and started heading back to the living room. John was awake and asked:
"Did you get me some too?" if you ever left the fridge with only one beer in your hand you had to get cut again.
"I always do." He laughed.
"That's my girl. That was great wasn't it?"
"O yeah." I said with a hint of sarcasm. The guys loved me because I was the only girl who was allowed to talk. They let me talk only because I was in the shower with Tim and he told me to sing and I did. Everyone thought my voice was beautiful. So I have to sing to every guy when they take advantage of me.
Lissa got up and rubbed her eyes. I handed her a beer and she nodded in thanks.
"I am very sad. I am going to miss you girls so much." Tim took a sip of his drink and so did I.
"Were not going anywhere." I said even though I was hoping I could leave at the very moment.
"Well Billy got new girls and they are somewhere in the garage. We will bring them in next week after were done with you girls."
"What are you going to do?" I asked for Lissa.
"Well were going to slice you. That's what we always do with the old ones." We both gasped in horror. We started hearing moans from upstairs and I dropped my drink. Ugh! Tim saw the mess I made and grabbed his knife and sat me down on the couch.
"Well since we are already getting rid of you I might as well kill you myself since I was your number one customer." He put the knife blade to my neck and pulled his arm back ready to swing. Using all my might I hurried and kicked him in between his legs and started running for the door. Behind me Lissa was running with me. I was happy that she wanted to be with me rather than suffer with them. We ran as fast as we could happy that we were not drunk yet.
After about an hour after running we knew they were not going to follow us so we stopped. I leaned against a tree happy that I was free from the horrible creatures. Lissa sat next to me and fell asleep right when her head hit the tree. My heart was to pumped to sleep but over the minuets my eyes drifted and I had a dreamless sleep.
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