"No! No! Please! Let me go! Please! What are you doing?! What are you doing! Stop! Stop! Stop! Please!"
I see the chains they pull out from a velvet sac and it stops me for a second in my fighting but the burning on the back of my legs from the silver chair reminds me that I have to keep going! I grab the shirt of the guy holding my right arm and I throw him against the man with the bag but somehow I miss and he hits the wall and another takes his place to hold my arm.
"Shut the fuck up! Hold her down!"
Someone yells as I slip my left arm out of the guys hold and I use it to try and push myself up but my palm gets seared on the silver and the momentary weakness is enough for them to grab both my wrists and wrap silver chains around them.
"AHHHHHHHHHH! Please! It hurts so bad! Please!"
I cry as I feel it set in deep inside of my skin and burrow until it meets my bones and I feel like my muscle is melting away from the chains and I'm weak and I can't fight so hard because it hurts!
"Not so tough now are yuh, vampire bitch!"
Castles shouts, hitting me across the face and my head falls backwards and I cry as the back of my neck makes contact with the chair. I open my eyes and see another pair of chains and I start to panic so bad.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't know what I was doing! I'll give you anything! PLEASE! Let me go! Letmegoletmegoletmego! NOOO! STOOOOP!"
I shriek as I kick my legs up and try to get away because I know what's next and I kick a guy in the face and smell that his nose has busted and I try to pull myself up but the chains holding my hands together weigh them down on my lap and I can't get up!
"Hold her fuckin' legs down! Grab her legs!"
Four guys jump on top of my legs and hold them in place against the chair and I shriek because it hurts so much and then the chains come and plop down on top!
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
I scream at the top of my lungs, feeling the silver hit every surface of my body and keeping me down and locked into place!
"Shut her up!"
Castles commands as he puts a rag to his nose but I don't stop.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
I cry out again in the hopes that someone, anyone, will hear me but instead I get the opposite answer.
The punch comes down slow and drunk and I manage to pivot my head away but that ends up hurting worse than if I actually let him hit me! My facial tissue spasms making the silver lodged into my cheeks hurt worse than when I had just been screaming! And by the time the fat drunk man's first hits the silver folding chair I'm strapped into the chair collapses and I'm falling backwards and I scream as the silver hits new places on the back of my body and the chains around my wrists go falling backwards, pulling my flesh with it and the ones they dropped onto my legs droop down onto the floor and I scream! I scream so loud without even trying because this hurts so bad but the more I scream the more it hurts and then they kick me and they pull me rough and drop me back onto the seat and I can't do anything but scream for help but no one will listen!
"PLEASE! PLEEEEASE! THIS HURTS SO BAD! This HURTS! I won't say anything! I'll give you all the money you can even dream of! Please!" I beg but all I get in return is a punch, a much more calculated hit, that ingrains some more pieces into my cheek and I sob outwardly because I can feel it against my teeth and I try to keep my face still but I can't help but to move as they jerk me around!
"Hey! That's enough! You're bein' too rough!" a guy with a red beard but brown hair shouts, trying to pull someone off of me that's grabbing me by my neck.
But Castles grabs him by his jacket and shoves him hard into someone else as he yells, "Who the fuck you think you are!?"
"You're bein' too rough! She ain't like the other ones! The other's ain't cry so much! We're really hurtin' her!" He protests and I can't help but to emphasize the point with a grunt as someone's hip hits the chair and sends it skating away and me moving with it.
"Since when did you care if a vampire got fuckin' hurt?" Castles asks, advancing toward him like he's going to strike, causing the man that was defending me to back down.
He stammers, "I-I don't care, it's just she's so little! She ain't like the others she's gotta be young. She can' even be a year old!"
"When the FUCK did you become some kinda vampire conasaur?!" Castels shouts, grabbing him by his neck and shoving him against the wall.
"Stop!" I beg, jumping a little forward decpite the fact that my legs drag against the seat and cause what ever skin that had been healing to burn again.
"What? And give up all this fun?! What'd y'all think?!" he motions to his friends that surround me and step back when I'm completely immobilized.
"Fuck nah!" another guy shouts but instead of hitting me does something worse and he takes the spray bottle that must belong to him and he sprays me again in the face and I scream louder than before.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! SOOMEBODY HELP! PLEEASSE! AHHHHHHHHHH! SOMEONE! PLEEEEEEEASE! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!" I scream but all they do is laugh and I cry so hard because it burns and it feels like my face is falling apart!
"What the fuck do you think y'all are doin'?! I can hear her screamin' from a mile away!"
I look up with pleading eyes to a woman that walks in with brown dark hair and darker eyes and she looks scary because her eyes are so big and she smells like the guys that surround me and Jason with his darkness and I know, I know she won't help but still if she can get them to stop hurting me I'll be in her debt.
"We's just havin' a little fun," Castles smirks as he walks over to her and grabs her around the waist. She slaps him hard in the face and he retreats back like a dog and I think, maybe she'll help me.
"She don't look more than fourteen years old. Where'd you find this one?" She asks, stepping into the room and kicking away a can that goes flying past me, making me flinch and cry a little more.
"Where else? Merlotte's. Almost couldn' get her either. Those faggots took a likin' to her or somethin' and forced us out. If it weren' for Stackhouse," my eyes grow wide with shock as Castles continues to explain, "we'd never get 'er alone."
Jason?
He must notice my shock because he comes over to me and kneals on the ground so he can hover over me and smirk, "Yeah, betchu ain' know that Jason is workin' for us. We promised a gallon of your precious blood to that fuckin' addict and waited for that piece o' shit to do all the work. "
I shake my head even though it burns so much, I grit my teeth and whisper so I don't have to move my face, "You're lying. I don't believe you."
As I was speaking his pinky finger had been dragging down my arm until it reached the link in one of the chains. He began to pick it up and I squeeze my eyes shut because it hurts so much, "Yull find out the truth when he comes to collect his reward."
"Enough fuckin' around, dickhead. Let's get this shit goin'," the girl barks and before I can see what's happening the chains are pulled off so hard like a bandaid pealing away my skin and I scream but the girl suddenly grabs a rag and shoves it in my mouth and I bite down hard but I still scream as they pull my arms apart and place them on the arm rests with the my palms facing up and I fight with my arms and I try to hit them and grab them but I'm so weak from pain and they have three men working on each arm to tie me down with silver.
The girl grabs two plastic gallons from behind me and tosses them to the men at my sides and I spit out the rag as I shout to her, "Please! Please help me! I'll give you anything you want! Please! Help me!"
"Shut up!" she orders as she grabs the rag again and pushes it back into my mouth.
I try to pull up and get free but it's like a stronger force than I have ever encountered is binding the silver to my body and stopping me from getting away. I look up at the men and see two holding a long needle attached to a thick tube like the ones the nurses use when they're taking blood. I start to shake violently because I'm so scared and I don't know what they're going to do and they hold me down but I can't stop staring with wide eyes as they slip the needles into my arm with such force I feel viens burst and pop and I shriek so loud, as loud as I can, as I feel like my life is draining out of me! I look down and see that my blood start to flow through the tubes and land in the plastic gallons waiting at my sides and I feel so sick because what are they doing with my blood! And I feel like I'm going to throw up and I feel like everything is getting dark but suddenly Castles is at my side and he shakes me away with a smirk.
"Don' yuh dare shut yuhr eyes. This ain't even the best part," He says as he turns away and I look around to see the room has been nearly emptied except for him and the girl.
She's leaning over one of the gallons that's almost already full and she has an eye dropper that she's using to suck up the liquid and I feel so sick because as I watch her hold the dropper over her mouth and drop one drop in. Her eyes suddenly sky rocket like balloons and she stumbles slightly, almost falling over, as she starts to smile so wide and giggle. Castles laughs as he grabs her and kisses her hard on the mouth, something I'm sure she'd never let happen if she wasn't acting so crazy...and why is she acting so crazy? What is my blood doing to her? I hear random noises like gasps of excitements and random slurs and I know the others are upstairs or out in the other room acting the same way...Is this what they wanted me for? Is my blood a drug? Does all vampire blood give humans the same reaction?
Castles takes the dropper from the girl and he looks into my eyes as he puts the whole thing in his mouth and sucks it all up. Is eyes don't so much as sky rocket like the girl's; instead his recede into his head and he starts to do this weird motion like he's walking on the moon or something and his mouth is so wide like in shock and he blinks rappidly as he whispers, "This...this is...I've never had anything like this...this we...we gotta keep you forever...we can't let you go...this...this is amazing."
A jumps into a straigt postion like a jolt has run through him and suddenly he starts to sway his body as he grabs the girl and starts to push her against the wall and kiss her hard like he's an animal and she's a doll. I try to get out, to help her, but I'm so weak and I tell my body to move but it only moves a fraction of a little bit and the girl doesn't move either and it's like her body is asleep but her eyes are opened wide and shooting over all over the place and he starts to rip her clothes off and I scream, "HELP! SOMEONE STOP HIM! STOP HIM! HELP!"
But no one listens and instead the one the tried to hit me and another guy trickle into the room and they start to laugh and make these gross noises like guerillas or something and they grab her and start to pull on her and drag her into the other room and I try to move again to help but I can't because I'm stuck and I shut my eyes so tight and try to go to sleep again and I think about Godric and his wonderful smile and the way his lips felt when they kissed mine and how his fingers felt intertwined with my fingers and his laugh and how delicious the TruBloo was that he made me but I can't and I can hear them on her and breathing hard and shouting weird gross things and I start to sob violently because I'm back in my little cell again stuck behind bars listening to what's happening upstairs or what's happened behind doors and there's nothing I can do and there's no way I can save them and I know I'm stuck here until they kill me and I really, really hope for death.
But death doesn't come this time.
Instead I'm stuck listening to the monsters outside and to try to get my attention somewhere else I focus on the gallons that are filling up with my blood and waiting for them to spill over or something. He said they have to keep me forever and they can't ever let me go. I can't stay here, if I stay here I'm going to die. I look around the room for a wooden stake or something and if I can get my hands on one of those then maybe I can meet the True Death and I don't have to worry about staying in this awful place and listening to the awful things they do and hoping they don't do them to me. But there are no stakes here but the more I inspect the more I see things I don't like, like little mini bottles of TruBlood and cardboard and newspaper covering the windows and some old blood stains that suggest that this isn't the first time this has happened and they have no intention of it being their last.
Rubber squeaking gets my attention and I look to see the man with the red beard come in. It must have been an hour since Castles and his friends finished off the girl but I can still hear them making drug induced noises. But this one doesn't look or sound like they do, he looks like he's in his right mind but if he's hanging with these guys I don't know how right that is. I cringe a little, making sure not to move my face, as I shrink inside myself and try to become the little ball that I used to love. But his eyes are on me and although he tried to defend me I don't know what he's going to do.
He stands in the room, nervously rubbing his hands on his jeans as he looks around. His eyes are like a bluish sea-green or something and it looks like at one point he could have been handsome but years doing...this...must have stolen his innocence. His eyes suddenly focus on the door and he quietly shuts it before returning to his nervous position looking around. I notice that he doesn't look at my face and I can imagine it's because I look like a monster that no one could ever love. Not even Godric, not anymore.
He suddenly opens his mouth and says as if to explain himself, "I don' really trust vampires."
"Well I don't trust humans," I snap angrily, allowing my fangs to come out in the same breath so he can see how upset I am. It seems to work because he's jumped away from me and looks to be shaking. I pop my fangs back into my mouth and look away again.
"W-Well...A-Are you hungry?" he whispers in a voice so quiet like he doesn't want anyone to listen.
I don't answer him. Instead I keep my eyes on his boots that are speckled with my blood and I wonder how many times he's had to clean those boots. He walks from his place and he grabs the minibottles and a straw and begins to make his way to me but I turn my face in the other direction. I try not to cry but suddenly I'm so furious and upset and I don't think I can trust him, even if he is being so nice.
"Come on...I..I know you gotta be hungry," he says, a little stronger in his voice but I'm still not going to be nice to him if he has no intention of letting me go.
"I'm exhausted," I snap at him, jutting my chin in his direction although my eyes won't meet his because like a dog I'm not going to give him any respect for what he's doing to me.
"H-Here, let me take these out," he says to himself and I let out a little whimper as he yanks the needles from my arms and it's like I'm in a completely different mood. I look over to him and watch as he closes the gallons and moves them away with the needles over them. Suddenly the TruBlood smells so good because I'm aboslutely starving. He comes back and sits on the ground beside me, starting to look a little bit calmer as he picks up the little bottle and positions the straw at my lips. I open my mouth and begin to drink and I can instantly feel engery return to me and the skin that isn't touching the silver heal. He seems to notice my transformation because he relaxes and works up the courage to ask, "How old are you?"
I finish drinking the TruBlood before I look up at him and answer, "Sixteen."
"How long you been sixteen?" he asks, putting down the empty bottle behind my seat and resting his hands onto his legs.
"Since March," I suddenly feel a wave of nautiousness flow over me and I think I might throw up if I don't calm myself and take a few seconds to breathe.
"When'd you become a vampire?" his eyes look nervous and they look sad like he's going to cry and I try to focus on his eyes as I get all dizzy and they work at keeping everything a little still but then they start to confuse me.
"A few weeks ago, it hasn't even been a month," I say as I see a wave of disgust flow over his features and turn them nearly upside down and there in his face I can nearly see him become handsome how he used to be.
"Who did this to you?" his voice turns scary and angry and I know he's thinking that vampires are to blame for my transformation but I have to explain the opposite.
"My friend's father. He kidnapped me on my birthday and sold me to men who made me and other girls do horrible things and watch awful stuff and if we didn't we'd get hurt. They were human men and they thought to do horrible stuff to us human girls and when we tried to escape they hunted us like we were animals and when I was just about to die a vampire came and rescued me. If you're looking for a vampire to blame you won't find one in my situation," my voice has become like his because as I explain I see that humans have done nothing good to me. The only time I'm ever hurt is at a human's hand with the expetion of a few jerky vampires along the way. Maybe Eric and Pam and Stan and the others are right. Maybe humans shouldn't be protected.
He swallows hard and looks down as he whispers, "Four years ago...my big sister started dating some fuckin' vampire. My parents didn't agree with it so they kicked her out...but still she kept lettin' him in. One night while I was at my friend's house and everyone was asleep he and his friends snuck into the house and drunk my parents dry and then he took my sister and she was missin' for two years. They found her in a dumpster up by that vampire bar and she was no more than 25lbs and she had not even a drop of blood left in her body."
"I'm sorry," I whisper as I look down and think about his story...maybe it's not just vampire that are awful. Maybe behind every vampire-hating human is a vampire that made him that way. I feel suddenly gross because of how I could think before, like Pam and Eric and Stan, how could I think that humans are less than us? How could I even fathom that idea when I was human not so long ago? How could I forget about the human friends I've made on this trip when faced with a handful of human enemies?
"She had the same kinda hair as you," he mutters under his breath and suddenly it makes sense why he was staring at me so intently and trying to protect me before. He sighs heavily before looking at me, "I'm Randy."
"I'm Amiena," I smile weakly, looking up at him and thinking about how different he is compared to all the others that are drunk off of my blood.
"Well..Amiena...," he says my name firmly and strong as he begins to pull off the chains that hold my air, "I'm gonna help you escape."
My eyes shoot open with excitement and I can't help but to grin despite the pain and I start to cry a little as I whisper, "Thank you, thank you so much. Please. Thank you!"
I grit my teeth with happiness as he strips away the first chain and the skin starts to grow back pigment by pigment despite my discomfort. He leans over me and I can smell the blood pumping nervously in his neck veins but I don't even think about it because he's pulling off the next chain and the searing fills the air and my body but still I'm so excited. He smiles, "Don' worry about it. You shouldn' even be here in the first pla-"
I see the gun before I see the person holding it and I scream to inform Randy of Castles behind him, "RANDY!"
But the bullet is already in the air and he's still finishing his sentece when I reach my hands to his chest and I push him back against the wall but what I didn't see was the second bullet already leaving the chamber and Randy's flying through the air too far away for me to grab and I try to jump from the chair and my fingertips are in his hair and he's reaching for me and then BOOM!
I try not to breathe through my mouth but I'm shaking so hard with the fresh blood against my face and all over me and spilling on the floor. I feel vomit working its way up my throat as I feel the freezing cold hit my bones and I open my eyes to see Cally's skull broken open with her brains sprinkled on the white blanket of snow. I reach forward and try to push the mush that is her skull back together but all it does is slip through my fingers and fall back onto the cement ground where Randy had just been knealing to try and help me out. I open my mouth to scream but suddenly I hear a deep and light heartbeat that's quickly fading and I think back to when Godric saved me and all I remember is the pain of him biting me and then having to drink his blood and I look down at my wrist that is still not completely healed and I put it to the mix of what should be his mouth and I scream, "Drink! Drink Randy!"
And his quivering mangaled lips start to drink as the drops fall into his mouth and I use my nail to cut a longer line and more starts to spill and I cry out happily as his face and his slowly start to come together and he's going to make it! He's really going to make it but then I hear a movement and I turn around in time for Castles to smack me away with the butt of his gun and I fall backwards and I cry because the chains around my ankles still burn and I try to pull on Randy but he's too far away and then Castles smirks as he stands over Randy and leans over to press his gun against his heart and I reach up at him and I try to grab him but I'm still weak and I reach for Randy's head to pull him away and just when I get a good grip BOOM!
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I shriek, holding onto Randy and holding him against me as the fresh blood fills my nostrils and my mouth and my throat and begs me to drink, "NOOOO! NOO!"
I press my wrist to his mouth but there's no heartbeat and there's no anything and I think if I had just bitten him and did it right like Godric did he could be a vampire like me and I could take care of him if I just done it right if I had just done it the right way but I sob out loud as I squeeze him against my chest but the more I squeeze the more blood comes out and I'm so hungry and I can't help but to cry as my fangs sink into his arm because I'm so hungry and the blood is everywhere and it's fresh and it fills my body and it makes me strong and I can feel the silver in my face dropping out and the blood is so pure and that happy blackhole is open again and it sucks up everywhere that I am and it transports back into Godric's arms and I can breathe for the first time I can breathe!
An-
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHH!"
The silver hits my face again and I jump backwards and for some reason I fall into the chair and I'm surrounded by silver and I'm trapped in it and I'm drowning and the silver comes again onto my face and it doesn't stop until I'm wearing a mask of it everywhere and I scream so loud I feel like my lungs will explode until the silver stops and the bottle is empty and then the chains are back on my wrist and I feel the tubes back in my veins and I feel my life leave again and I'm all alone and the night is leaving soon and I'm all alone and no one can save me now.