*Author's note: So this chapter took a little longer than I thought. The next one should be up very soon, I'm almost finished with it. I'd really appreciate any reviews. This is my first story on here and I'd like to have some feedback, particularly if you have suggestions for this story you'd like to see. Anything at all, even criticism is welcomed. I'm here to grow as a writer after all. Well enough of this, I'll let you get on with the story. Hope you're enjoying it so far!
They were moving so fast, Spencer had no time to register where they were going. She remained silent, her eyes failing to see anything that could give her some clue as to where they were. Before she knew what happened, she came face to face with the front door of a large house. Charlotte unlocked the door while keeping a hold on Spencer. She pushed the human inside and led her upstairs. She looked back at Spencer and raised an eyebrow in question.
"You're very calm for what's about to happen."
"What do you mean?"
"Come now Spencer, where's the insightfulness from earlier? I am a vampire, what did you think fun meant?"
She pushed Spencer against the door and pressed herself against her. "Don't pretend you don't want this. You may have remained silent but your eyes betrayed your desire." Brushing the brown curls away from her neck she looked up at the matching eyes, expecting to see the same excitement from earlier. She was disappointed. Where before she found what looked like excitement and arousal, she now saw the fear she usually saw. Except this time, it did not excite her. She slammed her fist into the wall, causing Spencer to flinch. She clenched her teeth and stepped back, putting space between them.
"Get out."
"W-what?" Spencer stammered.
"Just get out!"
Spencer didn't move. She wasn't sure what kept her there, but she knew she couldn't leave.
Charlotte rounded on her. "Can you not understand me?! I said get out!"
Her eyes widened in disbelief at the motionless human. Does she think this is a game?
"What, you want to stay here?!" She grabbed Spencer's arm and ignoring the young woman's cry of pain, she dragged her down the hall to another room.
"As you wish!" Throwing her down on the bed, she stormed out and slammed the door, locking it with a key.
Charlotte did not sleep, instead she paced back and forth and for the first time since becoming a vampire, she felt remorse.
Who is she, thinking she can refuse me?
She didn't refuse you. You stopped of your own free will.
Why can't I just feed from her like every other woman.
But she is not every other human.
She sighed and walked over to the window just as the sun was beginning to rise.
Spencer lay curled up on the bed, her eyes puffy from crying all night. She had not moved since Charlotte locked her in.
Why did I stay? I could have just run away… There was just something in her eyes. Underneath all that attitude and bravado is someone special, I just know it.
The sound of a key in the lock brought her out of her thoughts. Charlotte walked into the room and in spite of recent events, Spencer couldn't help but admire the vampire's beauty. She wore dark blue jeans tucked into black heeled boots. The tight scarlet tank top and form fitting leather jacket complimented her lean arms and toned stomach.
Charlotte raised her eyebrows. "When you're finished, I'd like you to come downstairs, I got you some food." She turned at the door and added, "You can finish staring at me while you're eating if you'd like."
As she walked towards the stairs she paused, not hearing any footsteps behind her. "That was not a request, Spencer."
She didn't want to go, but thinking it best not to anger her any further Spencer pushed herself off the bed and followed Charlotte down the stairs. She was not prepared for the sight that greeted her. Like the rest of the house, the dining room favored a dark décor. The walls were painted a deep red that went well with the dark mahogany table, loaded with far too much food for two people. Waffles with fruit topping, stacks of pancakes, bacon, toast, oatmeal, cereal, and a variety of jams. The light from the chandelier was dim and made it slightly difficult to see around her. Spencer jumped when she heard a voice directly behind her ear.
"Have a seat. I didn't know what you would like so I got a selection."
Charlotte walked past her and sat at the head of the table. Looking over the array of food, she settled on a red apple, biting into it as she swung one leg over the chair arm. Spencer walked over to the seat she was offered on Charlotte's left. She shifted uncomfortably under the vampire's intense gaze.
"You need to eat something. While I'm perfectly inclined to let you starve you're no good dead."
Nibbling on a piece of toast, Spencer allowed her curiosity to get the best of her again and she nervously asked, "Can all vampires eat human food?"
Charlotte laughed softly, revealing glistening white teeth. "You would be hard pressed to find one of your silly vampire superstitions that is actually true." She chewed another bite before continuing. "While we have no need for human food we can still consume it. We can also walk in sunlight and we do not turn into bats or sleep in coffins. Anything else?"
Spencer shook her head. They spent the rest of the meal in silence, while Charlotte watched the human without shame. After a while she got up to leave, pausing at the door. "You are not confined to your room. The rest of the house and the grounds are open to you, with the exception of my bedroom. You are not to go in there without my permission."
Spencer looked up as she spoke. "Why are you keeping me here?"
She could practically see the emotions waging war in Charlotte's eyes. For a moment, she thought she saw a hint of remorse before they returned to their indifferent stare.
"Why didn't you run?"
