Thanks for all the reviews, here is chapter 12 and hopefully it will be longer than the last chapter. :) Sorry for the late update I have been dying with the cold ... My legs were weak and I have a sore throat and runny nose ... I didn't feel like updating ... I am still ill but decided to give it a go :D
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Chapter 12 - The Punishment
Claire's point of view.
At about 12 in morning/afternoon I was enjoying the comfort and warmth of my bede. Then the warmth-ness was interrupted by a cool and slightly hard hand on my shoulder.
"Wake up, girl." A slightly deep voice said. I groaned and opened my peepers (eyes) and saw Oliver. I had a mini panic attack I thought it would be Shane because his voice is deepening now.
I groan and push him away. He growls. I look at him.
"What, dude?" I ask, sleepily. Oliver just stared at me. He takes the duvet off me and dumps it on the floor.
"Get up now. Amelie wants to see you." He said flatly and went to lean against the door.
"Well you're not going to watch me get dressed ... That's kind of perverted." I said, quietly even though there was no point since he could hear anyway.
"I'm supposed to be here to make sure you don't go back to sleep." He said. I looked st him, the warmth-ness leaving me. I started to shiver a bit.
"Is this what Amelie calls when I face the consequences?" I asked.
"No. The consequences are much worse." Oliver said, with a straight face. Banging came at the door. Oliver ignored it. I looked at the door, wondering who it is. "Get dressed." He said simply. I sighed and got up. I walked kind of stiffly to my wardrobe and pulled out some jeans and a black sweater. I started to take my top off and casted a glance at Oliver. He had his eyes on the floor.
Well at least I didn't have to worry about him being a pervert. I stripped the rest the my clothes and put on my jeans. Then I put on my jumper. Then I took the jumper off. What am I thinking? I thought to myself. It's like 100 degrees outside why the Hell would I need a jumper? So I switched it for a dark blue shirt. Much better. I thought.
I looked in the mirror. I looked nice and casual. If only my skin and a little colour and I wasn't one of the un-dead now, I would be perfectly and moderately happy. Oliver looked back up. He opened the door and Myrnin fell in, if it wasn't for his vampy reflexes he would have fell straight on his back.
Which would be funny. Lol...
"Myrnin what the Hell are you doing here?" Oliver asked, in a mean tone he always used with Myrnin.
"I am waiting for my student." He said, simply.
"Sorry but she has other plans. Amelie wants to see her." Oliver said. If I was a mind reader I could probably have guessed what Myrnin was thinking before he said it.
"I could drive her." Myrnin said. I shook my head.
"No no no. Last time I let you drive you almost killed me. You might impale me on a wooden post for I know." I said. It sounds like exaggerating but it could happen. Definitely would happen with Myrnin.
"I will drive very carefully." Myrnin said. I rolled my eyes.
"You said that the last hundred times I let you drive." I said. Oliver sighed impatiently.
"Enough of this child-ish bickering. I'm driving you, Claire so get in the car. And you, lab rat get back in you're hole." He said. Myrnin rolled his eyes. Oliver dragged me by the arm to the car and uncerimonously dumped me in the front passenger seat. Then he got in the driver seat and started the engine.
I decided to sit and wait and see what Oliver's driving is like. I decided a calm mood and calm enviroment-
"Hey hippie! I killed you're mom." A drunken guy slurred. Oliver got out, and in one movement snapped the drunken guys neck then put him in the boot of the car. He stinks... I thought to myself. Oliver seemed to think so as well because he got the drunken guy out of the boot and dropped him back onto the road. Then he got back into the car and drove over the guy. I couldn't help but hear the crushing of bones.
Anyway in a calm-ish mood and in a calm-ish enviroment I sit in silence. Very soon making conversation became in-evitable.
"So uh... Oliver? Are you good at driving?" I asked. Oliver stayed silent. I decided to ask again. "Oliver-" Before I could finish a cool hand is wrapped around my throat. Thank god I didn't need to breathe I would probably be dead by now. How anyone can drive with this thick tinting is beyond me. I can see through the tinting - at last but it still seems a little dark to me.
"Do you want to know what you're punishment is?" He asked. I nodded meekly.
"You are to be a slave to Amelie and me. Myrnin won't get that priviledge. You are not to talk and even you even say a word then you will be punished more." He said.
"All this because I couldn't get up this morning? Did you know what time it was? 1 in the morning." I said. Because who in the right mind who wake someone up, who had been run ragged all day and only allow them 2 - 3 hours sleep? Oliver's grip tightened on my throat.
"The punishment starts now." He said, ignoring me. I sighed.
We arrived at Founder's Square and Amelie is standing there in a sun-proof coat. She doesn't look very happy but she never looks very happy. Oliver threw a thick coat on me and pushed me out. A body guard grabbed me and brought me to Amelie.
"I see Oliver has informed you of what I expect of you." Amelie said touching my throat. I flinched away. I didn't know my throat had heated up and her cool hand was kinda painful. I nodded meekly.
"This is a bit over-reacting. Jeez I need my sleep." I said.
"Vampires don't sleep and you will get used to it. You are my new born so I control you. You will stay with me and you will learn that you don't need to rest. Now no talking and only speak when you are spoken to." She said. I sighed. "Understood?" she asked. I nodded. "Good. Now come with me. You're are this way." I followed her inside where she stripped her now warm coat and mine and threw them on a young female servant. She sighed and put them on a hanging rack.
"This is you're bedroom for the time being. Enjoy you're week." Amelie said and opened the door. Only then did I notice what she was wearing. A dark blue gown with a wide black belt around her waist, or maybe stomach. Her pale blonde hair was loose.
"Um..." I started.
"No speaking." Amelie turned to look at me.
"You look very pretty." I said, quickly.
"Thank you. Now go inside and I will call you when needed." She said, in a slightly softer tone. I went inside the room and Amelie closed the door behind me. I heard the door lock. I groaned. Hopefully no vampire or mental human was coming after me.
I lay down on the bed and stared at the window. I sighed and went to sleep. Sleep is a good way to pass the time.
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