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This chapter is going to be a long one, so enjoy!

Chapter 8

Dawn's P.O.V.

I was sort of excited to visit Henry. I had never been to a vampire's house before. But suddenly fear crept over me.

What if he becomes driven by bloodlust and bites me? What if there's some dead corpse lying around his house?

As I walked up to his door, I couldn't shake the fear from my mind when I rang the doorbell.

The door opened, and there was Henry. He wore a black long-sleeved buttoned down shirt with dark blue jeans. His hair was slightly wet and curly like he'd just gotten out of the shower.

'Damn…I had no idea he was so attractive.' I thought.

"Thank you." He said with a smirk.

'Oh god, he read my thoughts!'

"Right, I forgot about the mind reading thing." I said putting my head down to hide my embarrassment.

He chuckled.

"Please, come in." He said, opening the door wider so I could go in.

"So what was your question?" Henry asked, taking my coat and hanging it up.

"Well I was wondering…what exactly would I wear as your human slave?" I asked, feeling awkward about the whole subject.

"That's a very good question. I almost forgot about that. Come with me." He said as we walked upstairs. Once we were upstairs, my eyes darted around to every hallway, every room, and every closet. I don't know why, but I felt like I was expecting something to jump out and grab me. We stopped at a pair of double doors, and I knew this was his bedroom. He reached for the doorknob, but suddenly stopped.

"Dawn…are you frightened of me?" He asked, turning to me.

This caught me off-guard. I couldn't lie to him now.

"Maybe a little."

He sighed, and put his hands on my shoulders. I stiffened up instantly.

"I don't want you to fear me. I would never do you any harm, if anything I would protect you. Alright?" He said, his tone serious.

I nodded.

He smiled and opened the door.

"Now back to the task at hand. What size dress are you?" He asked, opening his closet.

"4. I have to wear a dress?" I asked, frowning.

"Not if you don't want to."

"I'd prefer not." I answered sheepishly. I was sort of a tomboy and I hadn't worn a dress in about 2 years.

"Are you shy about showing skin?" Henry asked, going through some things.

"Not really, why?"

"You don't have to dress like a slut, but—"

"Sort of like an exotic dancer?" I joked.

He laughed.

"Yes, something like that."

"Uh Henry, if you don't mind me asking…why do you have women's clothes in your closet?" I asked.

That question had been burning in my head ever since he opened up his closet.

Henry smirked.

"Let's just say I've had a lot of female…acquaintances."

'I wonder how Vicki feels about that.' I thought accidentally.

Henry's expression turned serious.

"Vicki and I are not what you think we are." He replied coldly.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't meddle in your affairs." I apologized, my gaze on the floor.

"Don't worry about it." He replied, ending the obviously tense subject.

"What about this?" He asked, pulling out an outfit.

It was a gold strapless top with a white leather mini skirt.

I wrinkled my nose.

"Sorry, I don't do leather. Besides, that looks like it came from the 70s!"

Henry laughed and looked for something else while I looked around his room.

"This?" Henry asked, holding up another outfit.

It was a red halter-top that was semi see-through, and a black pleated mini skirt with fishnets.

"I like that." I answered, nodding in approval. Red was one of my favorite colors.

"You might want to lose the fishnets, they're a bit trashy." Henry suggested.

"I agree." I said with a chuckle.

"Do you want to try it on?" He asked.

"Do I have to?"

"Well I need to see if it fits." He explained.

"Alright. Is that your bathroom?" I asked, pointing to a door on my right.

He nodded and handed me the clothes. I felt really shy as I went into the bathroom, but Henry told me to trust him so I would try my very best.

Henry's P.O.V.

I waited on my bed, watching TV for a few minutes. Just then the door opened, and I stood up as Dawn came out. As she walked towards me, it took all I had to keep my arousal from controlling me.

The red halter-top fit her perfectly, and the semi see-through center left little to the imagination. The mini skirt hugged her small hips, and I was glad she chose not to wear the fishnets because her legs were to die for. She was slim, but curvy in all the right places. Although she didn't have an athletic build like Vicki, I could tell her body was in good shape.

"You're staring." Dawn said, bringing me back to reality.

"Forgive me. I just wasn't expecting you to look like this." I replied, glancing over her body again.

"Is that a good thing?"

"Yes, very much." I answered with a small smile.

"So, what happens when we arrive?" Dawn asked, walking up to me.

I took a step back.

"Why don't you change back first, then I'll explain." I suggested.

If she came any closer, I'd grab her, and it would be all over. Dawn shrugged and went back to the bathroom to change. Just then my phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey Henry." Vicki's voice answered.

"What?" I snapped, not interested in hearing he voice right now.

"Do not start this Henry. Why are you holding a grudge for something as little as this?" She asked.

"I am not holding a grudge, I'm fed up." I argued trying to keep my voice down.

"Fed up? But nothing's happened!"

"Exactly! Nothing ever happens between us Vicki. You're always too busy, or too involved with work. You always refuse me and make up excuses, then out of nowhere try to suddenly feel for me."

"That's just how I work Henry!"

"Well maybe that's not working for me anymore." I snapped coldly.

She was silent for a moment, and I wondered if she'd hung up on me.

"You know what, fine. From now on it's strictly business with us. Have you met with Dawn yet?" She asked, quickly changing the subject. I gladly went along with it.

"Actually I'm meeting with her now, and you're wasting my time."

"I won't be long then. I was planning on going with you two when you go to Crave tomorrow—"

"No." I said, cutting her off.

"Why not??"

"I already told you. If any vampire senses your powers its all over. Therefore, I don't want you anywhere near the club. Period." I said.

I hung up after that. Vicki was stressing me out, and besides, I was keeping Dawn waiting. I turned to see Dawn sitting on the bed looking at me.

"I'm sorry you had to hear that." I replied, standing up.

"You don't have to apologize. I guess you two really aren't what I thought you were." She said, standing up as well.

"Are you leaving?" I asked, even though I knew the answer.

"Yeah. It's getting late, and we can discuss the rest of the details tomorrow right?"

"Of course."

"So I'll see you tomorrow then?" She said, her coat already on.

"As soon as the sun goes down. We'll need as much time as possible." I answered as I walked her to the door.

She nodded in understanding, and as our eyes locked, I hear her thoughts,

'Maybe it's for the better…'

I said nothing, but she knew that I had heard her.

Broken: Told you it would be good.

Henry: Just what did Dawn mean by that last thought?

Dawn: I was talking about the situation between you and Vicki.

Vicki: That is none of your business Dawn.

Dawn: Hey, I'm only trying to help!

Henry: Calm down Vicki. This chat was going so well until you decided to bring your negative vibes.

Broken: I think we should all just chill out.

Henry: Review Please.