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Jayden POV

"Don't try anything stupid. If you do then…" Then what buddy? What are you going to do that you already haven't done? I waited for his answer. "Just don't do anything." I shrugged and he led me to the bathroom.

I walked in and closed the door. I turned the lock and put my ear to the door. I could hear him breathing.

Hurry up and leave already!

I turned the shower on and went to listen to the door again. After about a minute I could hear him walking away. I sighed in relief but then sprinted to the window.

Shit! It was locked. Not for long. I opened the drawers and looked for something I could use to break the lock. The first drawer held nothing but toothbrushes and toothpaste. Why vampires would have this in their bathroom was beyond me. I closed it and went to the next one. Brush, no…face wash, no…Q-tips, no…band-aids, no…. Ugh! I shut the drawer and looked under the sink.

Windex, drain cleaner, toilet paper, Tampons? What the fudge? Whatever. Aha! A screwdriver!

I quickly grabbed it and went to the window. I tried to get it to break the lock but it wouldn't budge. Damn it! I'm running out of time.

There was a knock on the door. I froze. "Hurry it up! You're raising the water bill!" I went back to trying to break the lock but it wouldn't budge one bit. What do I do now?

Another knock. "Hey, what are you doing in there?"

I stuck my head in the shower to make my voice echo like I was inside. "Taking a shower, duh?"

"Well, hurry it up would ya? I ain't gonna wait all day!" This plan wasn't working and I had nothing else brilliant to do, but I couldn't give up. I stuck my head in the sink to make it seem like I took a shower and dressed in the clothes they gave me. Eww.

They gave me some sweatpants, underwear, socks, a shirt that had a stain on the front that looked like grease, and a big sweater. Must be one of the guys', too big to be one of the girls'.

I put them on and tried the lock again, but like all the other times encountered it stuck even harder.

"If you don't come out right now I'm going to smash the door open myself." I got off the toilet, 'cause I had to step on it to get to the window. I was a little on the short side, okay maybe more than a little. Was four eleven short? Yeah it was. Damn.

I grabbed my old clothes and stuck them in the hamper. I looked at my reflection. I hadn't gotten a haircut in a while so it was long, cascading down my back. I pulled it up in a high bun. If I was going to try and fight my way out I was going to have my hair out of the way, I didn't want anyone grabbing onto it.

I opened the door and sprinted. But like all the other times I had tried to escape cold, marble arms caught me. "Let me go, now!" I punched and kicked and bit, trying to inflict pain on my captor but nothing I did even make him flinch.

Damn vamps! I hate them!

He carried me, while I was still fighting; back to the room I was in before and threw me on the bed. The wind was knocked out of me momentarily and I had to gasp for air. When I got it back he was walking out of my room. "Jackass, you wait till you don't see me coming after you!"

He looked back at me. "Pha-lease, you couldn't hurt me even if I let you try. Just listen like the good little human that you are and you won't get into any more trouble."

"Fuck you," I spat.

He barred his fangs. "Your lucky the boss still wants you alive, or I'd break your little neck." I turned y head away from him and looked out the window. "That's what I thought." He went out and shut the door behind him. I threw a pillow at the door when he was gone.

Good job, Jay, like that one really did some damage.

I huffed and lay back on the bed. Why was I here?

The room was okay, I guess. It looked like a normal room. The bed was plain with a white comforter and white pillows and white sheets. The walls were white, the dressers were white, the carpet was white, white, white, white! What did they have against color? It was borderline B-O-R-I-N-G.

All the windows were locked—I had tried them when they first stuck me in here—like the bathroom. I had almost escaped yesterday so I guess that's why they put it there. But I couldn't work on the windows at night because the not only had the locks, but bars on the outside too. There was no escaping this hellhole. They fed me and all, but I didn't want to be here. I was lucky their boss, who I've never seen, didn't want them to kill me 'cause if it weren't for him, or her, I'd be dead right now.

I wasn't the best captive to take care of. Whenever I had an idea I tried it out, no matter how ludicrous it sounded. I had to escape.

But there was always someone in my way. Let's see…. There was the one that was just here, Kenny, what a name for a vamp, right? Well, I thought it was kinda funny. Then there was that whore, Vivian. She was a stick up my ass; always sucking up to the guy vamps around here acting like she was the hottest thing. I mean she was over-pretty, like all vamps are but her attitude was crappy. I personally thought her bipolar. One minute she was the happiest vamp around and the next she was tearing someone's neck off, specifically mine.

She couldn't hit me, because of her boss, but that didn't stop her from yelling in my ear like a psycho. But I could take anything she wanted to dish out. She was all bark and no bite.

On the other hand there was Jackson, he was always looking for some excuse to get me into trouble. I think he actually left a window open for me once. Not to help me like you think, but because he knew I would try to escape and I would get into trouble.

My punishments weren't all that bad. It was always the basic. Not food or no TV, I could go a few days without food, but no TV was always a bummer for me. There was nothing else to do around this shithole. I had a TV in the room they stuck me in but you had to type in some code to get channels, if you didn't have it all you got was static.

Last but not least was Loren. He was older than the other one's and always had a book in hand. I never once heard him talk accept for the time he yelled at me for escaping when he was supposed to watch me, apparently I interrupted his new book. He wasn't much of a talker but when he started going off on me that one day, let's just say I was pretty close to pissing my pants, not that I would ever admit that out loud.

They were all my bodyguards they were a weird bunch. Not really the best out of the litter if you ask me. But I hadn't gotten out yet so… I guess they were good for something.

I got off the bed and went to the closet to grab my cell phone. I still had it on me when they drugged me and brought me over here, but the thing was…it didn't have any bars here. Believe me, I tried going everywhere in the room possible to get at least one measly bar, but no…it would say 'no service' in big red letters. I tried everyday to get one, everywhere in the room wasn't helping but in a way it gave me some comfort.

I know, pretty pathetic…but it was all I had and I was going to hold on to that little hope it gave me.

I got a box and stepped onto it—you know, 'cause of the shortness and all—then I reached my hand up on the shelf of the closet and felt around for it. I stuck it up here when I first got it. I got a daily pat check for anything I might be holding…weapons especially. They were vampires and all but they didn't appreciate getting stabbed in the shoulder though.

Where was that phone?

I stepped closer to the edge on the box and tried harder. Nothing. I was on the verge on toppling over but I had to find it. But of course me being me, with all the bad luck, I fell and took the stuff that was on the top shelf with me. Making everything fall on me. There was a lot of noise and the vamps were bound to hear that.

Right on Q they all run in. They look around, the window first then they see what all the commotion was about. "Looking for something," Vivian asks in a friendly tone. She reaches to one of the pockets of her skin-tight jeans and has my phone on her palm.

I look at her with hatred. "We found this last night when you got a phone call from someone with a private number." The only person that called with a private number was my stepfather.

He was a stuck-up rich man. Mom died a little while after she married him and he got stuck with me. He didn't really want me but I had nowhere else to go, thus me staying with him. He's a workaholic, leaves the house about 6:00 am and comes home at 11:00 pm. He's a lawyer, not sure about the hours for it but I think he's out there doing a little ore than helping people get out of jai.

*Cough* His secretary, Diana. *Cough*

So yeah, my life pretty much sucks with him too. Everyone thinks I'm the weird rich quiet girl at school, which is why I don't miss it.

Okay, back to the present….

"So who would be calling your phone?" All that time trying to get a signal and when they find it my father decides to call? He's probably glad I'm gone, now he can have sex with Diana at the house and not have to explain it to me.

I once left for three days; I stayed at a nearby park but anyways, when I got back he acted like I hadn't even left. What a jackass!

"Hello, who the hell called your phone?" I looked up at her and shrugged. "If you don't tell me I'll talk to the boss and get permission to hurt you, do you want that?" Yeah, that's what she says all the time, and it never happens.

But I'm hungry and want to watch my TV so I answer. "My dad."

They all look down at me. "Have you talked to him recently," Jackson asks.

"No, I have no service in this room…apparently I did." They all smirk at me but Jackson's face is still serious. "Do you think he'll call the police," he asks Vivian.

She snorts. "Please, it's been what, four days, and he finally decides to call for his daughter? Besides, we're vampires, it's not like they can force us to go to jail." She walks out with everyone but Kenny stays.

"Come on, time for dinner." He grabs my arm and I instantly try to pull away. "Watch the merchandise," I say. He shakes his head and continues to drag me into the kitchen.

I sit at the table like always and get the usual. Microwave junk. I look down at it. I can't even tell what it is. It's brownish and looks like there's some sort of sauce on it, I can see what the corn is, and I think the white watery stuff is supposed to be mashed potatoes. I look at Kenny. "Can't I get something, I don't know…edible?"

He smirks down at me. "You could always go hungry…"

"What is it anyway?" I pick some up with my spoon and let it fall back down into the dish.

He looks at the box. "Says…Meatloaf."

I look back down at the glob of stuff, grunt, and pick it up and take it into the living room, where everyone else is watching TV. I park my butt on the one-seater on the side of the room and start to somehow eat the stuff they call food.

I ignore the urge to gag when the food hits my tongue and look at the TV. CSI, again. I groan. "Can we watch something other than CSI? With all the episodes I've seen I can be a detective."

Loren looks at me. This is his favorite show, the only thing he is interested in other than his books. "And yet with all the episodes you've seen you still cannot find a way out of here?"

I roll my eyes at him. "Well there aren't any supernatural people in these things." He ignores me and goes back to watching his show, so do I.

When I finally accomplish eating that shit of food I go to bed. This is my favorite part of the day, 'cause even though I can't escape this place physically, I can mentally…in my dreams.

I walk to my bed and get under the covers.

I dream my mom is still alive and that nothing ever happened to Hailey, and I'm home and my dad actually loves me. Even though it's a dream I still love having them.

I'm home and me and my family are having a picnic. I'm sipping lemonade and eating some chips n salsa. I can taste the spiciness in my throat. I take a swig of my lemonade to cool it down…everything is going so great. Even my aunt Brenda, who I know is dead but is still here, is picnicking with us. Dad laughs at a joke mom said and Brenda and me are asking to hear it. "Okay," mom says. I lean closer.

Just when I'm about to hear it I fall off the bed. I don't exactly know how I did. I groggily push up to my elbows and look around. It's too dark to see anything but I feel around and my hand bumps into someone. I quickly yank my hand back. But the person doesn't move.

I stand up and turn on the bedside lamp. I look down and see Loren on the floor.

Is he dead? Hope so.

I walk over to him and poke him with my foot. He doesn't move. My door is wide open and I can escape. I look down at Loren.

What is he's doing it to see if I try to escape?

I kick him this time but he is still. I hop over his body and put on my sneakers. I'm still wearing what they gave me and I guess it warm enough. It's still going to be cold in this Washington weather but it's better than nothing. I peak out the door and hear some crashing coming from upstairs. I bolt for the door and look around while I'm almost there. My mistake.

I run smack-dab into a hot bare chest. I scream and jump back. But the guy grabs onto my shoulders and holds on painfully tight. I try to scratch him but he won't budge. He's not a vampire so what's the deal? I look at the scratches on his arm. They're healing just as fast as I put the there.

I look up at the stranger. "What are you?"

"You worst nightmare." I hear a big crash and some swearing. We both look to the stairs and the big brute throws me to the wall.

I hit my head and yell, "Asshole!" Bu he isn't listening to me. He's already upstairs. I get up and stumble to the door. But you just so happen to have to go past the stairs to get to the front door. So I'm walking over to the door, I'm to the stairs not and something hits me. I have no freakin clue as to what the thing is but it brings me down.

I hit the ground and black out.

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