(OK, here is chapter 7 of Caged! Yeahhhhh! Lmao, anyways, my math teacher is gone, so I don't have really hard math homework, which means I can be on here more. Yes! :D Lol, anyways, I should probably shut my mouth and start writing. Oh! and for those who have trouble with the Spanish and the Italian, use Google Translator. It is amazing!)

I grumbled as something opened up the curtains, letting in all those evil little sun rays. I turned away and I heard someone sigh in patience. A second later I felt someone grab my arm and start to shake me. I opened my eyes like blinds and grabbed the person's wrist, hissing, "Don't touch me." I looked the girl in her patient dark brown eyes. After a while I let go of her wrist and said, "I'm sorry ma'am. It is just that I don't like people to wake me up that way." She smiled and said in an wise, gently, elderly voice, "That is OK child. I understand. And I am sorry I did that to you. I should have figured it out, especially since Mr. Jordan told me you came from one of those slave camps." I nodded my head as an OK and turned my head to stare straight at the floor, a flood of all those horrid memories drowning out all reality.

Apparently, she wasn't done because she sat on the spot beside me and put an arm around my shoulders. It was a comforting gesture, the first one in years, and it was the trigger that released all my tears. I let out a sob put my head in my hands, trying to hide my tears. Lost in my crying, I didn't feel her move my head so that it rested on her shoulder. Then, let go of control completely. Through my tears I heard her saying, "It is OK dear. Your safe now. It's OK." I tried to control my tears, but it was just to hard. It was like when I had started, my body had decided to just let it all go. It was tired of holding it all inside. After a couple minutes, I felt my river of tears stop and sat up and wiped my now stinging cheeks. The old woman handed me a silk napkin and I dabbed the spots underneath my eyes. I sniffled and said, "I'm sorry. I just couldn't help it. I didn't mean to ruin your shirt. I-," she cut me off with a flick of her wrist and said, "It is alright dear. Now, Mr. Jordan told me to make sure you know the ropes. Now, do you have any questions as to what you will be doing?"

I raised my hand and said, "Yes, ma'am."

She smiled and said, "OK, but first of all, my name is Mabel. Now, what is your question?"

It continued on like this for several minutes, me asking questions and Mabel answering them. I asked her what life here was like, to which she answered that it isn't so bad, and that it was better than being at those slave camps. I had agreed full heartily. We chatted about my new 'job', as 'Mr. Jordan' liked to call it. Apparently there was more to this companion thing than I had expected. Apparently, if he wanted to sleep with me (which from last night he probably does, the perv!) he could, without my consent. Also, I was going to have to 'provide' for him, and if I didn't 'provide' for him, I could die. Greattttt, I thought, Can this day get any better?As if Karma was watching me, there was a knock on the door. I turned towards the door when Mabel said, "Yes? Come on in." The door opened to reveal a smiling Jordan.

Damn him, dazzling smile and all.

His smile fell, but came back in a smirk.

"Mabel, have you given her the rest of the... details about what she is to do?"

Mabel nodded her head and Jordan smiled again.

"Good. Now, please leave us."

With a nod of her head and a confident look towards me, she got up and left the room. Leaving me with Jordan. Uh oh. He came around the bed, and I moved back. Confused, he sat on the bed, making me go back farther, and said, "Why do you back away? I am not going to hurt you."

"Yeah, but now that I am here for your personal pleasure, I don't trust you."

He smiled, "Oh yeah? But, isn't this," he gestured to everything in the room, "Better than being in those 'camps' and 'markets'? Where you are treated like animals?"

Damn him, he was right.

His smile grew but it quickly disappeared when I said, "Yes, that is true, but I don't know you. And from the way you acted last night, and the 'details' of my 'job', it wouldn't surprise me if you took advantage of that..... rule." He turned his head away in shame and I looked at him, daring him to say something. It took a while, but finally he said, "I'm sorry, I did not mean to do that to you Jessica. It is just that a lot of girls I have bought are the kind..... that are only interested of appeasing the sexual craving of men, and I assumed..." He trailed off as he looked at my face. Which was probably a lovely shade of beet red; but I can tell you it wasn't from embarrassment. A awkward silence fell over us, which only lasted half a second before I asked, "You assumed what?" He stayed quiet for a minute, knowing he was going to get his ass kicked. Too bad, I wanted it to be a surprise.

"Well, I assumed-,"

"You assumed I was a slut?"

He looked a me for a moment before turning his head and nodding it. Ohhhhh, bad move dumbass. I got up, and punched him. Let's just say it wasn't my smartest move of the day; but, it certainly made me feel better.

He just stayed where he was, rubbing his jaw. I felt my anger fall over me like a blanket. It was like I was suffocating in a giant, wool blanket, and the only way to escape was to fight my way out. So......I hit him again. And then again, and again. Yeah, I know that is kind of bad of me, but I just needed to let some of this out; and he is right there, immortal and all, so it isn't like it would really hurt him.

I stopped after a little while and just collapsed onto my knees, staring at the floor; trying not to cry. He looked at me, probably deciding on how to kill me, before he picked me up like a toddler that had fallen down, and held me on his lap. I turned my head into his good smelling shoulder and started to bawl. He stroked my hair and started rocking us back and forth, whispering things into my ear. I wrapped my arms around his neck and continued to cry. We sat there for a couple minutes, me crying while he tried to comfort me. Finally though, my tears stopped and I wiped my once again stinging eyes. "I'm sorry, sir. I did not mean to do that. I just..... I just needed to get rid of some of that hatred, and you were the closet. I'm sorry."

"It is OK. Though, I did deserve the first one. And I understand, so there is no need to apologize, you are fine."

I stared dumbly at him before I blushed and turned my head away. God I'm a moron!, I thought to myself, I should really watch myself. I heard Jordan chuckle. Yeah, you think it is funny, but I don't! He laughed this time and I took a step back. He stopped laughing and, I think, took a step forward. I felt something touch my cheek and Jordan said, "Now, I think you owe me some breakfast?" Har de har har, I got the comedian! Just great. He laughed and said, "Yes, you did. Now, do you mind?" I knew he was being polite, even though I had no choice in the matter, so I just tilted my neck, and gasped as his teeth slid into my neck, and I collapsed and faded into a pleasurable darkness, once again.

God, I need to work on not fainting. Right after I get out of this.

(OK, not my best piece, but I was kind of rushed, if u know what I mean. Anyways, now it is November 2. So I hope u guys had a good Halloween! And, so that u guys can mark this down, I won't post anything starting on the 22nd to the..... 28th I think. Me and my family are going on a cruise for Thanksgiving, and it cost a lot to use the Internet, so I can't do anything about it! I'm sorry. Now REVIEW!

Thanks,

Twi :D)