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That Girl in Question

Chapter Two: Trapped

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I couldn't move. I was frozen on the spot in a house full of vampires. The redhead guy leaned down and grabbed my arm and pulled me upwards. His hand burned my arm, the opposite of Mayla's cold one, gripping it tightly. I stared at him, feeling my own heart beating loudly. Suddenly everything went black and we were back in the room I had run out of. "What the fuck!" I yelled as I pulled myself out of his grip. "What the fuck is happening in this place?"

He smirked at me. "Are you scared?" He asked.

I looked around the room. Everyone else was staring at me. "Can you let me go?" I asked.

Mayla walked into room. "I thought you said you weren't afraid?"

I could feel my heartbeat in my ear drums. These...vampires could bite my neck and drain me of my blood. I had seen Buffy a million times. "My... my... grandfather is Hiroshi Tachibana! He can give you money... if that's what you want."

Mayla raised her eyebrow. "Interesting." She said. She turned to the red-head guy. "Put her upstairs."

I crawled backwards as fast as I could but the red head grabbed me by the shoulder. Everything went black before I landed on soft carpet. I felt him walk away before a lamp clicked on. "What are you going to do with me?" I asked as he turned and smirked. He vanished into thin air. I looked around. I saw a door and I stood up and rushed to it. I pulled and twisted on the door knob. It wouldn't budged. I pounded my fist against it. "Let me out!" I shouted. I knew it was futile as I couldn't even hear the music downstairs. I turned around. The entire room was decorated in a dark red, even the bedspread. I stood against the door, as close as I could. I was shaking slightly, half from terrifying fear and half for the cool air. I listened against the door in case I could hear anything. I banged on the door again. "Just let me out!" I yelled. "Please!"

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I had no idea how long I had been locked in the room. I couldn't even tell if it was day or night because the windows were blacked out or boarded up, even though I had the feeling it was both. After banging on the door and shouting for what seemed like hours on end, I climbed onto the bed and sat against the headboard and stared at the door. My eyes stung from not sleeping and my neck was stiff from sitting up right. I watched the door knob twist and a blonde from downstairs walked in. I froze.

"You, come with me." She said. I wrapped my arms around my knees and gripped them tightly. "Now."

"No." I said in a hoarse voice. "I'm not going anywhere."

Her thin eyebrows frowned. "Stupid girl." She said. There was a blur and she was dragging me off the bed.

I struggled against her grip. "Let me go!" I tried to pry her cold hands off my arm but they wouldn't budge. She dragged me out of the room down a dark hallway into a open entry. The room was lavish, with a huge poster bed with the curtains drawn. Everything was black or a dark red. There were several sofas, an antique looking desk with two arm chairs in front of it. The blonde dragged me to the side of the room, opening a wooden door, into large closet. We passed racks of clothing that were behind glass into a open space. I stared back at my own reflection. My face looked dirty from the tear streaks. I noticed that I couldn't see the blonde in the mirror.

"Vampires don't cast reflections." I turned around. Mayla stood there, with another blonde on her right. I turned back to the mirror, only seeing my own reflection. "You two can leave now." She said and the two blondes walked away. "Did you enjoy your sleep?" She asked as she walked over to the dresser.

"I didn't sleep." I said as I watched her pick up assorted things and put them back down. "When can I go home?"

Mayla turned back to me. "You know that's not going to happen." She said. "I like you... you remind me of me when I was..." She pointed to the chair in front of the bureau. "Sit." I gulped. If I didn't do it on my own accord, she would come over and do it herself. I walked over to the chair and sat down in it. "Good girl. Now, we have an engagement to go tonight." I watched as she picked tissue out of a tissue box. She began to rub my face with it. "Your coming with us tonight. And if you even try to run away or signal help, I'll snap your mother's neck, okay?"

I stared at her. I thought about my mom and how worried she'd be about where I was. "Okay." Mayla smiled down at me, sending a shiver down my spine.

"Good." She said as she began to put foundation on my face. "Your probably wondering why I am keeping you here. As long as you keep quite, everything will work out for the best."

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After Mayla had finished my make up one of the blondes had returned and they stripped me of my clothes, putting me into a skin tight black dress and high heels. She then directed outside to a limousine. She sat directly across from me, staring. "You must be something real special if she's keeping you alive." My lip trembled a little bit. I couldn't cry because I didn't know what would happen if it ruined my make up, would they get angry. Mayla and the redhead piled in along with the other blonde and a guy with two toned blue hair. The blondes sat next to each other, holding hands. I looked away. They looked like sisters almost. I felt everyone's eyes on me but I kept my head turned. What had she meant by that I must be special just because Mayla was keeping me alive. After what seemed like an eternity, the limousine stopped. I could hear loud shouting and music. The blonde dragged me after her again and I realised we were in New York City, in front of some club. There was a huge line. I followed the blonde, trying to look natural as we passed through the velvet rope. People groaned as we went in. It was dark and loud. The music vibrated my feet. I watched as people stared at them. We pushed through the crowd. I wondered if they knew these people were vampires. I was so tempted to snatch a cell phone out of someone's hands and call the police but I remembered Mayla's threat against my mom and the creepy smile she had given me afterwards. I followed the blonde up a set of stairs and into what was probably the V.I.P box. The blonde pushed me into a chair. She moved to stand next to my chair, gripping my shoulder tightly. They all just stood there, staring at the door we had just walked through. I wondered what was going to happen. I was way to afraid to ask. I looked around. The two-toned haired guy stared at me. I looked away hastily. The box shook slightly as I realised someone was walking up the stairs. A skinny guy in a suit walked through the door, carrying a suitcase.

"I see your here early for once." He said, placing the suitcase down on a table close to the window. He looked me briefly, and then looked around at everyone before looking back at me. "New meat?" He asked.

Mayla stepped forward. "None of your business, Carl." She said. "Since when did you get so cocky?"

Carl smirked at her. "I just found the girl who is all over the news. You know they put an AMBER alert on her, right? She's seventeen."

"And what, that makes you think, you have something to hold over my head? I own you. You are in my debt. This is why we're having these weekly meetings of repayments. You ran out of money and almost lost your club. Do you want to lose your life?"

Carl's smile faltered. He tugged nervously at his tie. "No..." He said slowly. "No, I don't."

Mayla clapped her hands. "Did you find me anything that I would like?" She asked.

Carl nodded slowly, not meeting Mayla's eyes. "Yeah,I...Uh...told them to meet you in the basement."

Mayla turned around. "Kai, will you stay up here? I know there is nothing that you would like." Kai shrugged his shoulders. He walked over to the suitcase, picked it up, and sat on the couch facing me. Mayla looked at me. "Remember what I said."

I nodded. I wondered if Carl would notify the police that I was here. Probably not since Mayla just said if he did anything, she'd kill him. I leaned back in my chair, looking over at Kai. He was staring at something behind me. He was handsome, tall, thin with pale skin. He had the same pointed nose and chin, just like Mayla. I looked around. I wondered if I could make it to the door and down the stairs before he could.

"Don't even think about it." He said, causing me to turn and look at him. "I would put you down before you even stood up properly."

I sniffed and looked away. I just wanted to leave this situation. I didn't even want to move to this town. I knew something bad was going to happen. I shivered slightly. I was either cold or the air-conditioning was on full blast. I wondered if vampires felt the difference in temperature. I felt the box rattle again and the door open. The two blondes walked in first, followed by Mayla and the redhead. "Did she attempt to get away?" She asked Kai.

Kai shook his head slowly. "No. She behaved."

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After night two of banging on my door and shouting, I was feeling even more sleep depraved. I was too scared to sleep in case I never woke up. I realised that they didn't care if I spent hours banging or screaming. I wasn't going to be let go. I sat against the headboard again, trying to keep myself warm without using the blanket or sheets. The temperature had dropped again, a sign we were getting close to winter. I wondered if I would be alive for winter, would they get bored of me? There was a noise and I looked up. The redhead stood there with a plate in his hand. "Are you hungry?" He asked.

I shook my head. "I don't want any of your food."

He laughed. "It's been almost three days. I doubt you'll last any longer than tomorrow without any."

"Why do you care?"

"I didn't say I did. I'm acting upon orders to deliver."

I looked at the plate. My stomach had been making growling noises for a while and I did feel faint. But I wasn't going to eat anything that they supplied. I wasn't going to make them think I was throwing the towel in. "I don't want it."

He shrugged and walked over to the desk in the corner. "I'll just leave it over here, if you change your mind."

I looked away. I looked back a few seconds later and he was gone. The smell of the food began to fill the room, making my stomach growl even more. He probably was right. I knew humans couldn't last long without food. I got up off the bed and walked over. It was carrots, mashed potato, a piece of pumpkin and some broccoli. My stomach growled again. I picked the fork off the plate.

I just didn't care.