Summary: She's an unhappy college graduate working as a C.N.A. She begins to binge on the nightlife, drinking and dancing until she feels nothing. Unfortunately for her she gets handpicked by a certain vampire who needs a new familiar. Either she does it, or she dies. Neither of which are very appealing options. What's a girl to do?

AN: Thank you for all the wonderful comments! I've been having a lot of difficulty writing for the last four or so years, and on top of that I am so used to writing roleplay posts that sometimes I don't even notice how short my chapters are! I will definitely work on making them lengthier. Hope this chapter gets you guys even more interested!


Reality Sinks In

His words shook her to the core. Her terror reflecting brightly in her eyes. Everything in her mind told her to get away, to move, to run, not sit there like one of those stupid girls in a horror film, but no matter how hard she willed herself she was frozen by her fear, green staring widely at the man…the monster. Was he going to kill her? Suck her dry and dump her out somewhere? This couldn't really be happening. Maybe she was just bugging out on some fucked up drug someone spiked her drink with.

"Clean the mess you made, and then come downstairs." his voice cut through her thoughts sharply, making her jump, her hand still pressed tightly along the puncture marks he'd created. He said nothing else before he turned and left the mostly empty room, leaving Evelyn still staring wide eyed at the spot he had stood in. Did she really just get ordered to clean up her puke?

Standing on shaking legs, she moved to the doorway, peering out into the hall. She saw a few more doors, and a staircase, but no sign of the whacked out demon thing. Her mind was panicked, her heart beating painfully in her chest. What was she supposed to do? How the hell do you react to something like this? Why couldn't she think straight? She closed her eyes, breathing in deeply, forcing back tears that threatened to surface. She wasn't a crier, and she wasn't going to start now.

Her whole body seemed to be encased in some form of pain, from the throbbing in her head, the burn of his bite, to the bruising she was sure came from his rough treatment. She turned her head, green eyes glancing at the nasty mess she had made. Something in the back of her mind was screaming at her not to be a dumbass and actually do what he'd ordered, while a somewhat more sensible voice reasoned that it would be a wiser choice to do as told to avoid any further harm. But that wasn't a guarantee either.

"Fuck." her shaking hands felt around the pockets of her shorts, but the familiar lump that would indicate her phone being present was no where to be found. Of course he took her phone. That would be the first thing she'd take if she'd ever kidnapped someone. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." her voice shook.

She didn't have much of a choice, did she? When she walked, it was unsteady and she really had to concentrate on not falling. Every time her head pounded it felt like a brick was colliding with her head. A bathroom wasn't hard to locate, though it didn't have much in it she'd found towels which she used to clean the floor. It was a mundane task for her. She cleaned up nastier things on a daily basis and it all came out of someone other then herself.

She wasn't sure what to do with the towels, so she left them on the bathroom floor, washing her hands as soon as she was finished. Jeez Ev, you sure are handling this well! She was mocking herself. It wasn't like she wasn't afraid, far from it actually, but she was processing things very slowly and she really didn't think shrieking and crying were going to be much of a help. Someone could hear her yes, but what good would that do if that man was what she was thinking he was? Unless he lived next door to Buffy she was shit outta luck.

Before she realized it, Evelyn was descending the stairs, her hand gripping so tightly at the railing her knuckles turned white. Her green eyes located what looked like the door that led out and for the briefest moment she thought about running for it. "Took you long enough."

His voice was so casual, yet there was a hint of something darker. She caught sight of him just lounging in a chair in front of a tv. She must've fallen into the Twilight Zone. There was just no way in hell this was reality. It was impossible. The laugh that left her lips was dry and unsure. She hadn't even realized it had come from her until he glanced in her direction. "I'm not laughing, princess."

Neither am I. "Why am I here?" she sounded breathless, as if the trip down the stairs had left her winded. In reality she was just that scared.

His attention seemed to advert back to the television screen. She couldn't see what was on it, didn't particularly care either. "You're going to take care of some things for me."

She felt anger then. Not just because of what he'd said, but rather because he wasn't even seeming to pay attention to her as he said it. "What? No I'm not!"

He laughed. It was velvet rich. "I can always eat you instead."

She shook, something deep inside of her tingling in a way that made her feel sick. Evelyn was trying again to convince herself that this wasn't real but the longer she stood there the more reality seemed to sink in. What was going to happen to her? What was he going to do to her? What about her life? Her work? What about Jason? She'd ruined so much of that already…

"Please-"

"-I don't like beggars. Make your choice, girl."

What the hell kind of choices were those? "What am I supposed to do?" she was so hesitant in her choice of words, her world spinning as she spoke. How does a person comprehend a situation like this?

"That a girl." he smiled at her. It was far from genuine and he spoke as if she were a dog. "You will be handling my day time activities. Pretty routine stuff. Pay my bills, shop, things of that nature."

"There's twenty-four hour grocery stores." her remark was snide. This whole thing was just so damn ridiculous. Vampires were not real, yet she stood staring at what was no doubt a vampire. Beautiful, check, fangs, check, drank blood, check, needed daytime slave, check.

"What fun would that be?" he was teasing her, his dark eyes seeming to bore holes through her entire being. She felt uneasy under his stare.

Her fear still gripped her tightly as she averted her eyes elsewhere. The pounding in her head continued, never seeming to let up even as they both fell silent, only the voices on the television breaking the silence. She was lost in her mind, never noticing the way he seemed to just appear in front of her. A light cry left her lips as he grabbed her roughly by the chin, forcing her to look at him. "Go shower. You stink."

Green eyes wide, Evelyn merely nodded trying to get as much distance from him as possible. She still didn't even know his name, if he had one. She'd probably have to call him master or some dumb shit like that. Those thoughts quickly disappeared as she stepped under the warmth of the water. She was stuck again in a part of her mind she had been trying so hard to get out of, but at this moment, in this place, she clung to it. She pictured Jason in her head, blonde hair, pale blue eyes, that boyish smile.

She had been with him for so long. They met in high school, when they were sixteen, though they hadn't started a relationship until they'd both graduated, they had been 19 at the time. Six years later they were falling apart at such a rapid pace. She knew she only had herself to blame, but parts of her knew Jason had played his part too. He wasn't the same. His attempts at getting her out of the house had been admirable, but she traced her disinterest in going out with his refusal to touch her. He'd kiss her, but that was as far as he ever went anymore. It was concerning but instead of acknowledging it Evelyn dived into her studies and her work as a way to escape her fears.

The water began to run cold. She had no idea how long she'd been in there. Spotting the soaps and shampoo she quickly finished up, stepping out and wrapping a towel tightly around her body. The first thing she noticed was him standing in the door frame, leaning in an obnoxious casual manner. It freaked her out, her arms bringing the towel even closer to her. "Is that really necessary?"

"Had to make sure you didn't try to drown yourself, princess." he grinned, those dark eyes roving up and down her body. She didn't like the way he was leering at her at all.

"Evelyn." she snapped rudely, becoming agitated with the pet name he'd given her.

"Jerry." it was so nonchalant she wanted to slap him. What hell kind of vampire name was Jerry anyways? Jerry The Vampire! Sounded like a Saturday morning cartoon for ten year olds. Got to blend in though, huh?

"Can I get dressed in private, or is that to much to ask?"

The look he gave her with those eyes of his made her visibly shudder. "Who said anything about getting dressed?"

He had to be joking! He couldn't be fucking serious! Please let this son of a bitch be playing games with her. "Me?"

"Disappointing." he seemed to scuff. He disappeared out of the doorway but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, he returned, tossing clothing at her. She scrambled to catch it, her towel nearly dropping in the process. She could almost feel him laughing at her. "Quickly." was his order before he left.

She opened up the black button up shirt and realized right away that it was NOT going to fit her but it was going to have to do. The sleeves far extended her hands and the bottom of the shirt brushed her knees. The gray pants fit a lot better, certainly having never been his. She supposed it was better then putting her old clothes back on, granted she wished she'd put them back on and just ran out of the house or jumped out of a window.

Catching sight of herself in the mirror Evelyn noticed the horrible mark he'd left on her neck. It had begun to bruise and resembled a really ugly hickey, not to mention it fucking hurt. Why was this happening to her?


AN: This was a very difficult chapter for me to write. I can't really explain why. But feedback is always awesome! So click that review button and lemme know how I did!