Chapter 3: Lost in the story

K sorry but I mixed up the order but now it's right. So now what used to be chapter 3 is now chapter 4. Again sorry!

Gabby's POV

I woke up and looked at the clock. It said 9p.m. So that meant I had slept for almost 24 hours. Wow I must have been tired or it could of been the shock of discovering the existence of vampires. I decided to study my surroundings. The room was pretty spacious. The first thing I noticed there was a pretty big book shelf on the wall of the room. There looked to be hundreds of books.

While skimming the shelf I came across an old fashioned looking book. It had leather binding and a weird spiral looking design. I opened up to the first page. There was some kind of poem on it or rather a prophecy.

Ice and Fire

Fire and Ice

Two people

Control these

Polar lights

In time these

Two will clash

And one will

Possess these

Polar lights

Hmm this is interesting. I wonder if this is true or not. I used to not believe in magic but I used to not believe in vampires either and look at the situation I'm in now. I hope Alexander doesn't hurt me or worse kill me. I've been hurt before but I for sure don't want to be killed anytime soon. Pain is something I was used too. I had pain both mentally and physically throughout my whole life. Death is not something I was used too. I wanted to actually feel free before I died.

But no point of thinking about that now. It's not like I can really do anything. I couldn't run away because I was locked in the bedroom. Lucky there was a bathroom in here! At least I didn't have to worry about not being allowed to use the bathroom. I went back to the bookshelf to pick out a book to read. This time I chose one I was sure was fiction. Well pretty sure.

I began reading Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, one of my favorite books. When I read a book, I felt like I was in a different place and time. I didn't have to worry about anything because my life as I knew it did not exist as I read. It was a world where I was free!

Alexander's POV

I walked into Gabby's room and came to the scene of her curled on a chair reading one of my favorite books. She seemed so peaceful and again not threatening at all. I still had trouble believing the torture she had planned for me.

Another thing I noticed is how quickly she was healing. She only had a few minor bruises and scratches and it had only been a day. On top of that it didn't seem to pain her at all the way she was rolled up on the chair. She must have either a very strong immune system or a high pain tolerance. I decided to make her aware of my presence.

"I see you have found my book collection," I said aloud.

She jumped at the sound of my voice. She looked up with round eyes full of fear.

Gabby's POV

I jumped up startled to hear a voice. I looked up to see Alexander smiling at me. He seemed amused by my reaction. I was just glad he wasn't angry. I set the book down and studied Alexander again. He really was beautiful with his perfect skin and black slick backed hair, though I noticed one small scar by his left eye.

"Is it alright that I read it, sir?" I asked quietly clasping my hands together. A nervous habit of mine. I picked it up from my mother.

"yes as long as you can keep up with your workload that you start tomorrow," he replied.

"Of course sir," I answered excitedly. I was pretty sure I could handle the work. I mean my parents were not easy people to take care of. He seemed amused again.

"Okay well your first duty as my slave is to make breakfast at 8 a.m. It will be for 10 people. I want you to make scrambled eggs and bacon," he explained.

"Yes sir," I answered. I really didn't like that word slave. I mean yeah that was what I was to my parents, but to hear it labeled just made me feel owned.

"Alright I will have Mindy come by at 7 to show you where the kitchen is," Alexander said. And without another word he left the room seeming annoyed again.

Alexander POV

God she reminds me of a helpless child. How am I going to punish her by being my slave if I can't even say no to her about reading a book. I had to make this a punishment. She had to be punished for what she had planned for me. I just have to forget she is a human girl. I have to treat her as a slave!

Well my, my, my isn't Alexander a bit bipolar. I know that this story is confusing right now, but don't worry it becomes easier to understand. At least that is what i've been told!