As you walk into the bar, you fix your posture and adjust the skimpy little outfit that your owners force you to wear whenever you go out looking for their next victim. It became second nature to you, having to put on a show for some poor sucker, then dragging them all the way back to the nest of vamps waiting for their next meal. You had learned how to tune it out, the sounds of their screams as they are sucked dry. But the anticipation of having to go through with it was enough to make you want to vomit sometimes.
When you enter the bar you take a quick survey of the area, looking for someone who is tall and fit. So they won't need you to go out again. You make your way over to the bar, taking a seat on the barstool. You take another scan of the bar and make eye contact with a tall dark drink of water sitting over in a booth with another taller man. You watch as he scans you up and down slowly. You make effort in arching your back and showing off your best features. While trying to look innocent at the same time. Again, it's like you're on autopilot. When his eyes meet yours again you smile and turn away. Knowing that he's gonna make his way over to you any minute now.
"Hey Sweetheart," he says coming to sit beside you at the bar.
'Right on queue' you think to yourself.
"How's bout I buy you a drink," he says smoothly.
"Sure," you start. "Do it also come with your company as well?" you ask.
"Sweetheart, its a package deal," he says. This is too easy you think. "What do you like?" he asks.
"Scotch, neat," you tell the bartender. The man gives you an impressed look.
"Make that two," he says. The bartender starts on your orders, and the man turns to face you.
"What's your name princess," he asks.
"Y/n," you tell him. "What's yours handsome?" you ask in return.
"Dean," the bartender sets your drinks down in front of you and you bring the rim of the glass to your lips. You take the dark liquor down in one swallow, making sure to emphasize it. He's giving you that impressed look again.
"So Y/n, what's a girl like you, doing in a place like this?" he asks.
"Looking for some fun," you say, looking him up and down slowly.
"What about you?" you ask. "Someone as good lookin as yourself must have a girl to go home to," you say looking down at your empty glass.
"Nope," he says bluntly. "I'm just looking to have some fun myself," he says with his eyes trained on your lips.
He swallows down the last of his drink. You start to get up from the barstool. Moving around behind him, you whisper close in his ear.
"Let's go back to my place," he turns to face you, lips centimeters away from each other.
"Meet me out by the cherry red jeep," you say before slowly turning around to walk towards the door.
You can hear him behind you quickly taking out his wallet to pay for your drinks. As you reach the door you can hear him throw what sounds like car keys to his friend over in the booth. You slowly start to saunter towards your car, making sure to sway your hips a little more than usual. You hear his come up behind you as you get to the driver side door of your car, he places his hands on your hips and presses quick kisses to your neck.
"Where to princess?" he asks.
"Just get in the car," you say playfully.
He reluctantly lets go of you and heads to the passenger's side of the car. He slips in next to you.
"How far is your place baby," he starts. "Because I don't know how long I'll be able to keep my hand off of you for," he says in a husky voice.
"Not too far," you reply, and off you were.
Once you had turned onto the long dirt road that leads to the farmhouse the nest lives on you see out of the corner of your eye that Dean's body language had changed.
"I know it looks creepy, but this was my parent's farm, they left it to me," you say as a cover for the creepy looking farmhouse you called home.
"Oh," he says.
You stop the car, and you both rush to get out. You lead start to lead him towards the house.
"So baby," Dean starts as you feel his hands roam your body. "What do you have in store for-" and his sentence is suddenly interrupted by your alpha vamp bashing him on the back of the head.
"Good job precious," he says to you has two other vamps come to pick him up and drag him towards the barn. "Such a good little girl," he whispers in your ear.
"Can I go now please," you ask nervously as his hand comes to rest on the back of your neck..
"Go back to the barn and get changed, you'll be watching our prisoner until he wakes," he says as he presses his thumb into the bite marks you've been hiding under the makeup.
"Agh," you groan. "Yes, sir."
By the time you've reached the barn, Dean has already been tied to the post in the middle of the barn. You can see the stream of blood flowing from the back of his head. Once you've changed your clothes, you take an old cloth and get wet it with the hose. You go back over to Dean and begin to clean his head wound. They never come out to the barn until you tell them that the victim had woken up. So they never see you cleaning whichever wounds are afflicted upon them. As your cleaning the wound you feel him start to wake.
"What the hell," he says groggily.
"Shshshshsh," you say. "Stay quiet, they'll hear you," you say.
"What the hell did you do to me," he says angrily. His eyes are fully open now.
"I had too," you whisper. And as if on queue the alpha vamp burst through the door.
"What are you doing," he shouts while walking over to you. He grabs a fist full of your hair and yanks you away from Dean.
"Hey! Let her go!" Dean yells.
"What were you doing," the alpha asks you. "You know not to play with our food,"
"I'm sorry," you whimper. "I-I-I-" you say trying to come up with an excuse.
"Maybe I might just have to feast on you as punishment for your disobedience," the alpha spits in your face.
Dean is struggling against his restraints as you struggle against the hold of the alpha.
"Please don't," you cry. "Not again."
"Don't touch her!" Dean shouts, catching the attention of your captor.
"Why not?" he asks. "It's not like you can do anything to stop me," the alpha's fangs come dangerously close to your neck.
Dean is struggling even more with his restraints, trying to break free of them.
"Do whatever you want to me," Dean tries to bargain. "Leave her alone,"
"I'm not sure you'll be as fun to torment as her," he says before sinking his fangs into your neck.
You scream as you feel the blood begin to leak out of your wound. You quickly start to become lightheaded, and then you hit the floor. You could barely understand what was happening around you. You try to sit up and has your consciousness begins to fade in an out, you see what looks like Dean beheading the alpha vamp.
"Dean?" you whimper on the ground. "Dean?"
"I'm here, let's go, sweetheart," he says as he picks you up bridal style and starts to run towards your car. You can hear him under his breath, mumbling "Shit" as he runs. When he reaches your car, he wretches the passenger side door open and sets you down in it. Dean jumps in the driver's seat and quickly starts the car.
"Hold on sweetheart, I'm going to get you home," he says as the car speeds down the road.