A/N: This chapter is in honor of the fact that I didn't have to go to
school today. Yeah! I got to lie in a tube while it made lots of noises at
me. Stupid doctors can't decide what's wrong with me. Neway this is the my
sixth chap.
Katie 1-2-3: Thank you for reviewing! Here it is a whole day early!
Narina Nightfall: Peculararities? I'd be delighted if you could tell me what they are...Yeah Angel is a little...but you will find out everything I promises just not for a bit...More than a blood bond? Where would you get that idea? School is kind of a minor factor at the moment mostly just a place to meet up with the gang...Taber. Lol do u really want to know? As for knowing her beforehand I haven't decided yet...and yes Taber has...conflicting emotions to be sure...but you'll find out why later...cuddly? Where did u get cuddly? Cuddly is NOT a word that comes to mind when I describe him...I'm glad u like my story...
Disclaimer: Many of the ideas characters etcetera belong to Amelia Atwater- Rhodes. I'm not making any money from this. I own the following: Angel, Taber, Andrea, Lucy, and the plot. If you take my work with out asking I will hurt you.
I woke to screaming. I jumped out of bed. I pulled on a pair of jeans quickly managing only to fasten the buttons because of many years of practice. I yanked off my nightgown and pulled a shirt over my head. I ran out into the hall and up the stairs towards the screaming. Just as I reached the room I thought the screams were coming from they abruptly stopped. I opened the door slowly wary of what was inside. What I saw inside scared me slightly and jogged my memory. A girl dressed in a gray tunic and gray pants cowered in the corner of a room that was a carbon copy of my old room. The thing causing her fear stood over her grinning evilly. Taber towered over the cowering girl. The girl would have been very pretty if she hadn't looked scared out of her wits. She had dirty blond hair and brown eyes; she looked to be about twenty. The reason she had stopped screaming was not immediately apparent. I furrowed my brow wondering why Taber's foot was angled like that, and then my brain made the connection. He had some kind of knife protruding from his boot and it was pressed against her throat. Her eyes were wild like those of a caged animal, they flitted about the room searching for help but avoiding Taber. Her eyes stopped moving and I realized she stared at me.
"Don't just stand there and gawk, Angel, close the door and come in." He said. Not turning his head. The girl's eyes pleaded with me. I closed my eyes and mechanically went through the actions of stepping inside the room and closing the door. I opened my eyes to find the scene had not changed. Taber still held his menacing pose over the girl and she still stared at me knowing that I was her only hope of escaping this Hell-on-Earth. "Come here Angel." Taber said staring down at the cowering girl.
"I think I'll just stay here thank you." I saw Taber studying me out of the corner of his eye.
"Come here Angel." Taber said more forcefully more of a command now not a request. I felt the nearly irresistible urge to do as he said but my heart told me if I took another step inside this room the scene would become real, a fact. "Come here." He said looking at me catching my eye. I moved towards him though my mind screamed at my body for doing so. I stopped walking when I stood a few feet behind and to the left of him. "What do you see, Angel?"
"The same thing you see from but a separate angle." I answered him in the least helpful way possible. I could see him smile down at the frightened girl.
"An apt answer, Angel, but sadly not what I meant. What do you see?" he asked.
"I see a hunter standing over his prey. I see a horrible monster about to do something he will not regret for he has no conscience. I see a man who released from me this life and a girl who wishes she were me. I see dominance and forced submissiveness." I quirked an eyebrow at him. "But what do you see, Taber."
"I see a girl who cowers from me for what I am." He turned his head and regarded me. "I see also a girl who cowers not from the nature of the beast nor threats, not from the cool, deadly touch of my blade but from the warm human touch of my hands. I girl full of contradictions." He smiled. "I see a woman, a mother, who wishes to free a little girl," He glanced again at the girl who cowered still in the corner. "But will not for fear of her own life." He smiled at me in a way that for some reason ticked me off.
"I would free her if I held a weapon, but even then you would kill her the instant I tried." I told him forcing my voice and face into a veritable ice cube. He drew his foot away from her throat and kicked the heel with his other toe. The blade retracted. He drew his dagger and tested the edge. The girl remained cowering in the corner. He held the dagger out toward me handle first. I took it from him and mimicked the grip he had used when the dagger had fed on my blood.
"Try." he said the one word. I knew instantly what he meant but I couldn't help but looked at him wide-eyed and confused. "You hold now the weapon and I could not kill her if you tried to free her so, try." he said. I knew there was no way in any scenario that played out in my head the she would get free and I would remain -intact. If I started to attack him he could either go for me steal my dagger and catch the other girl before she left his house. He would throw her back into her prison and deal with me when he'd caught her. I had very little doubt about what he might do. Or if I attacked him he would catch her immediately then again the consequences did not sound like peaches and cream. "You can't do it can you, Angel?" He said the words as more of a statement of fact then as a question. I hung my head and extended his dagger toward him handle first. The girl in the corner started to sob in despair as Taber strode out past me toward the door. I knelt to comfort her to say I was sorry but Taber had other plans. "Come, Angel." I felt that tug again but I stayed in place. He sighed. "You don't want to be locked in here now do you? Come on, Angel." I stood and walked towards the door of my own free will but only because I had no intentions of staying in a room like this for any length of time now that I was finally free of my own. He closed the door and started towards the stairs with out acknowledging me. I ran after him and touched his elbow to get his attention. He spun around to face me. He did so in such a manner that it was extremely hard for my all to human eyes to follow.
"Why, pray tell did you do that?" I asked. I knew I hated him not for simply being a Vampire but for doing that kind of thing to me. I had always been perfect before. Popular. I got good grades. I was athletic. I was beautiful; I had never been dissed like that ever.
"That my beautiful Angel was a test." I hated the way he said 'my beautiful Angel,' but I could not challenge him on it because in some instinctual way I knew I belonged to him. He turned and started to walk again pacing himself as though expecting me to walk with him. I did of course. I wanted to talk more and he clearly had things to do.
"A test? What sort of-test?" I asked glancing up at him. It was disconcerting really, him looking but a breath older than I and being so much taller than any boy I knew.
"Not so much of loyalty because you could never be loyal to me, not the free willed self sacrificing loyalty that is true loyalty. No you are loyal to me only because you are loyal to yourself." As he said this I could tell he looked at but not in a way any eyes could see. "You have a very strong sense of self-survival, which is good for me because you know you could never beat me so you dare not help those imprisoned here." I wanted to say I would help them just to be defiant but he had already proven I could not.
"Did I pass or fail?" He glanced at me as though trying to measure weather or not I really wanted to know. He laughed.
"Both, my Angel, both. You failed because you did not give my dagger back until after careful assessment of the situation. Were your circumstances better" He shrugged. "Well you have no love in your heart for me so you would have attacked. But you passed because you did not try free her nor will you." He stopped and turned towards me, watching me. I realized we'd stopped out side my door. I wondered what he waited for. He stood between me, and my door. If I could step around him and enter my room I would be away from that gaze...but I could not I was caught in his eyes. They were black on black. Shining disks of obsidian contrasting sharply with the whites of his eyes. So entranced was I that I did not notice Andrea's approach until she spoke.
"Master Taber. Lady Angel." Andrea greeted head down clearly still afraid of Taber's wrath. In her hands she held a tray of food clearly meant for two.
"Good morning, Andrea." I said warmly. Andrea raised her head slightly and I could see she was smiling. If I was four inches taller than her Taber must be nearly a foot taller. I could see how she was so easily intimidated.
"Andrea." Taber said about as warmly as an icicle but Andrea still smiled at her feet. "Yes?" He asked knowing she was here for a reason.
"I...err...Master Taber, I came to eat breakfast with Lady Angel." Andrea said shuffling her feet in a fit of nerves. Taber's gaze flickered to me.
"Did you give her permission to come up here, Angel?" I frowned. Did she need permission? I didn't know. I knew only that I was free to go anywhere I liked. I decided that Andrea probably did indeed need permission or at least a very good reason for being anywhere even remotely close to the slaves who were still being trained. Well if I had the power to grant such permission then I would use it to save my new friend from the punishment she would receive if I didn't.
"Yes, Taber. I gave her permission to come up to my room." I said glaring at him daring him to say I hadn't. I hadn't really. I felt him searching my mind and I let him. I let him find that I had said no such thing. He nodded.
"Alright. I have things to attend to. I will see you tomorrow my beautiful Angel." He said and disappeared. I shuddered visibly at the tone he used. He had not said out right 'I let you move freely in my house, I let you become somewhere equal to me in the eyes of my slaves but still you belong to me, you are mine.' His tone implied all that and more. I shuddered again, it was the 'and more' part that worried me.
"Are you alright, Angel?" Andrea asked touching my elbow. I pulled my gaze from where Taber had stood and instead rested it on my friend. She wore simple cloths. They were black. They fit her fairly well and were soft of light material obviously made for comfort. She had balanced the tray on one hand so she could get my attention with the other.
"I'm fine." I said smiling at her. "I am hungry though." I said eyeing the tray full of food pointedly. I opened the door of my room and stepped inside. Andrea walked over to my table and set down the tray. She sat on one side and set out plates and silverware. I sat at the other. We began to eat in silence. At first the silence was companionable but I couldn't take it any more so I decided to start a conversation. "Why was Taber so interested about why you up here?"
"Master Taber was interested, as you put it, because we aren't supposed to be up here. Well we can be, like yesterday if I have a reason, but today...well my reason wasn't really acceptable unless some one- important had told me I could be up here."
"Important?" I asked wonderingly. "Who in Taber's house is important?"
"Master Taber's word is the final one above any one else her but," She shrugged. "You are important because-well you're blood bonded to Master Taber. Other Vampires who might stay here are important, Lucy is important. I don't really know why but he trusts her a lot. Enough to go out into the city and come back." That little tidbit of information was interesting.
"What does blood-bonded mean?" I asked. "Besides the obvious of course, my blood is as much a part of him as his blood is part of me. I have some weak Vampiric traits. He-" I swallowed hard. "He owns me, can make me do things with just his word."
"I don't really know. He's never had any one blood bonded to him while I was here." I fell into reverie and our conversation died there. Long after Andrea had gather up the dishes said her good-byes and left, I still sat at my table staring at the wall knowing there was something that she had said that I was missing the meaning to. I finally snapped out of it hours later when my muscles screamed protest and my stomach growled at for my mistreatment of it. I got up and opened my door. I went down to the kitchen. It held a scant five people. I stood uncertainly in the doorway until I spotted Andrea. I waved to her and she walked over. "Hello, Angel, we don't usually serve lunch not enough people awake but if you want a sandwich or something you welcome to it. In fact we were just about to eat lunch." She said smiling. I heard one of the other women gasp at Andrea's actions towards me. I spotted her and wondered what exactly Taber had said to make them so scared of me.
"That sounds fine." I told her she ushered me to a seat on one side of a table and hummed as she walked around the kitchen gathering things to make sandwiches. All four of the other women sat on the other side of the table. Two who had been whispering to each stopped as soon as I sat and bowed their heads. The other two had their heads bowed as well but were stealing glances at me. I alternated between watching Andrea and watching the other women who were making me increasingly uncomfortable. Andrea set the stuff down on the table and sat next to me. It didn't really make sense to me these people were grown women and for them to act like jellyfish around me, a sixteen year old girl, when Taber wasn't even here was utter foolishness. I didn't really notice one of them was speaking to me as they had their head down and was looking at the table.
"Lady Angel?" She said loudly in a tone of voice that suggested she had attempted to get my attention several times.
"Yes?" I answered.
"What kind of sandwich would you like, Lady Angel?" The woman said gesturing to things on the table.
"I...err...I can make my own." I said. I decided I hated being someone better than them. I wasn't any better than them I wasn't prettier or smarter the only thing that made me different from them was the Vampiric taint of my blood...could that be it?
"But Lady Angel, you're not-I mean we're supposed to..."
"Treat me like Taber?" One of the ladies eyes flew up at my complete lack of title when saying Taber's name.
"Yes Lady Angel, Master Taber was very adamant about our treatment of you." I ground me teeth and let them make me a sandwich rather than arguing. Taber and I were going to have a nice little chat about this 'Lady Angel' crap the next time I saw him. After dinner I decided to take a bath. I turned the taps and added some fruity smelling bubble bath. I pace around my room while I wait for the bath to fill. I wander in and out of the bathroom when the tub finally looks full enough I slip out of my clothes and dump them into a hamper. I step into the tub and the water comes up to my chest. I sit down on the seat and the warm water comes up to my neck. My neck...I lift my wet fingers up to my neck and search for bite marks. On the right side of my neck above my corroted artery I find the mark. I snort to think that I had been deceived all my life; thinking that a Vampire bite would be two little pinpricks. The mark on my neck is about two and half inches across at the top in a kind of curve...the bottom part of the mark is separate from the top it too is curved but only about two inches across. It is what a human bite mark would look like. Thinking about my bite mark puts me in a foul mood and I get out of the bath sloshing lots of water on the floor in the process. I dry myself off swiftly with a black terry cloth towel and drop it in the hamper. I put on another nightgown and crawl into my bed. I can hear some one pacing in the room above mine soon the pacing seems to be going in time with the beating of my heart. I drift into sleep thinking about the oddity of this.
A/N: My favorite quote is "Why should I be forced to learn another language, I'm having a hard enough time with this one?" but I like this one too "I didn't say it was your fault. I said I was going to blame you." And what has this got to do with my story you ask? I admit absolutely nothing. Right then. *Nods vaguely* Review or Flame! (Come on ppls jus press the perdy little blue button. {*Giggles* you know that sounds really funny?}) (- ^_*-)
Katie 1-2-3: Thank you for reviewing! Here it is a whole day early!
Narina Nightfall: Peculararities? I'd be delighted if you could tell me what they are...Yeah Angel is a little...but you will find out everything I promises just not for a bit...More than a blood bond? Where would you get that idea? School is kind of a minor factor at the moment mostly just a place to meet up with the gang...Taber. Lol do u really want to know? As for knowing her beforehand I haven't decided yet...and yes Taber has...conflicting emotions to be sure...but you'll find out why later...cuddly? Where did u get cuddly? Cuddly is NOT a word that comes to mind when I describe him...I'm glad u like my story...
Disclaimer: Many of the ideas characters etcetera belong to Amelia Atwater- Rhodes. I'm not making any money from this. I own the following: Angel, Taber, Andrea, Lucy, and the plot. If you take my work with out asking I will hurt you.
I woke to screaming. I jumped out of bed. I pulled on a pair of jeans quickly managing only to fasten the buttons because of many years of practice. I yanked off my nightgown and pulled a shirt over my head. I ran out into the hall and up the stairs towards the screaming. Just as I reached the room I thought the screams were coming from they abruptly stopped. I opened the door slowly wary of what was inside. What I saw inside scared me slightly and jogged my memory. A girl dressed in a gray tunic and gray pants cowered in the corner of a room that was a carbon copy of my old room. The thing causing her fear stood over her grinning evilly. Taber towered over the cowering girl. The girl would have been very pretty if she hadn't looked scared out of her wits. She had dirty blond hair and brown eyes; she looked to be about twenty. The reason she had stopped screaming was not immediately apparent. I furrowed my brow wondering why Taber's foot was angled like that, and then my brain made the connection. He had some kind of knife protruding from his boot and it was pressed against her throat. Her eyes were wild like those of a caged animal, they flitted about the room searching for help but avoiding Taber. Her eyes stopped moving and I realized she stared at me.
"Don't just stand there and gawk, Angel, close the door and come in." He said. Not turning his head. The girl's eyes pleaded with me. I closed my eyes and mechanically went through the actions of stepping inside the room and closing the door. I opened my eyes to find the scene had not changed. Taber still held his menacing pose over the girl and she still stared at me knowing that I was her only hope of escaping this Hell-on-Earth. "Come here Angel." Taber said staring down at the cowering girl.
"I think I'll just stay here thank you." I saw Taber studying me out of the corner of his eye.
"Come here Angel." Taber said more forcefully more of a command now not a request. I felt the nearly irresistible urge to do as he said but my heart told me if I took another step inside this room the scene would become real, a fact. "Come here." He said looking at me catching my eye. I moved towards him though my mind screamed at my body for doing so. I stopped walking when I stood a few feet behind and to the left of him. "What do you see, Angel?"
"The same thing you see from but a separate angle." I answered him in the least helpful way possible. I could see him smile down at the frightened girl.
"An apt answer, Angel, but sadly not what I meant. What do you see?" he asked.
"I see a hunter standing over his prey. I see a horrible monster about to do something he will not regret for he has no conscience. I see a man who released from me this life and a girl who wishes she were me. I see dominance and forced submissiveness." I quirked an eyebrow at him. "But what do you see, Taber."
"I see a girl who cowers from me for what I am." He turned his head and regarded me. "I see also a girl who cowers not from the nature of the beast nor threats, not from the cool, deadly touch of my blade but from the warm human touch of my hands. I girl full of contradictions." He smiled. "I see a woman, a mother, who wishes to free a little girl," He glanced again at the girl who cowered still in the corner. "But will not for fear of her own life." He smiled at me in a way that for some reason ticked me off.
"I would free her if I held a weapon, but even then you would kill her the instant I tried." I told him forcing my voice and face into a veritable ice cube. He drew his foot away from her throat and kicked the heel with his other toe. The blade retracted. He drew his dagger and tested the edge. The girl remained cowering in the corner. He held the dagger out toward me handle first. I took it from him and mimicked the grip he had used when the dagger had fed on my blood.
"Try." he said the one word. I knew instantly what he meant but I couldn't help but looked at him wide-eyed and confused. "You hold now the weapon and I could not kill her if you tried to free her so, try." he said. I knew there was no way in any scenario that played out in my head the she would get free and I would remain -intact. If I started to attack him he could either go for me steal my dagger and catch the other girl before she left his house. He would throw her back into her prison and deal with me when he'd caught her. I had very little doubt about what he might do. Or if I attacked him he would catch her immediately then again the consequences did not sound like peaches and cream. "You can't do it can you, Angel?" He said the words as more of a statement of fact then as a question. I hung my head and extended his dagger toward him handle first. The girl in the corner started to sob in despair as Taber strode out past me toward the door. I knelt to comfort her to say I was sorry but Taber had other plans. "Come, Angel." I felt that tug again but I stayed in place. He sighed. "You don't want to be locked in here now do you? Come on, Angel." I stood and walked towards the door of my own free will but only because I had no intentions of staying in a room like this for any length of time now that I was finally free of my own. He closed the door and started towards the stairs with out acknowledging me. I ran after him and touched his elbow to get his attention. He spun around to face me. He did so in such a manner that it was extremely hard for my all to human eyes to follow.
"Why, pray tell did you do that?" I asked. I knew I hated him not for simply being a Vampire but for doing that kind of thing to me. I had always been perfect before. Popular. I got good grades. I was athletic. I was beautiful; I had never been dissed like that ever.
"That my beautiful Angel was a test." I hated the way he said 'my beautiful Angel,' but I could not challenge him on it because in some instinctual way I knew I belonged to him. He turned and started to walk again pacing himself as though expecting me to walk with him. I did of course. I wanted to talk more and he clearly had things to do.
"A test? What sort of-test?" I asked glancing up at him. It was disconcerting really, him looking but a breath older than I and being so much taller than any boy I knew.
"Not so much of loyalty because you could never be loyal to me, not the free willed self sacrificing loyalty that is true loyalty. No you are loyal to me only because you are loyal to yourself." As he said this I could tell he looked at but not in a way any eyes could see. "You have a very strong sense of self-survival, which is good for me because you know you could never beat me so you dare not help those imprisoned here." I wanted to say I would help them just to be defiant but he had already proven I could not.
"Did I pass or fail?" He glanced at me as though trying to measure weather or not I really wanted to know. He laughed.
"Both, my Angel, both. You failed because you did not give my dagger back until after careful assessment of the situation. Were your circumstances better" He shrugged. "Well you have no love in your heart for me so you would have attacked. But you passed because you did not try free her nor will you." He stopped and turned towards me, watching me. I realized we'd stopped out side my door. I wondered what he waited for. He stood between me, and my door. If I could step around him and enter my room I would be away from that gaze...but I could not I was caught in his eyes. They were black on black. Shining disks of obsidian contrasting sharply with the whites of his eyes. So entranced was I that I did not notice Andrea's approach until she spoke.
"Master Taber. Lady Angel." Andrea greeted head down clearly still afraid of Taber's wrath. In her hands she held a tray of food clearly meant for two.
"Good morning, Andrea." I said warmly. Andrea raised her head slightly and I could see she was smiling. If I was four inches taller than her Taber must be nearly a foot taller. I could see how she was so easily intimidated.
"Andrea." Taber said about as warmly as an icicle but Andrea still smiled at her feet. "Yes?" He asked knowing she was here for a reason.
"I...err...Master Taber, I came to eat breakfast with Lady Angel." Andrea said shuffling her feet in a fit of nerves. Taber's gaze flickered to me.
"Did you give her permission to come up here, Angel?" I frowned. Did she need permission? I didn't know. I knew only that I was free to go anywhere I liked. I decided that Andrea probably did indeed need permission or at least a very good reason for being anywhere even remotely close to the slaves who were still being trained. Well if I had the power to grant such permission then I would use it to save my new friend from the punishment she would receive if I didn't.
"Yes, Taber. I gave her permission to come up to my room." I said glaring at him daring him to say I hadn't. I hadn't really. I felt him searching my mind and I let him. I let him find that I had said no such thing. He nodded.
"Alright. I have things to attend to. I will see you tomorrow my beautiful Angel." He said and disappeared. I shuddered visibly at the tone he used. He had not said out right 'I let you move freely in my house, I let you become somewhere equal to me in the eyes of my slaves but still you belong to me, you are mine.' His tone implied all that and more. I shuddered again, it was the 'and more' part that worried me.
"Are you alright, Angel?" Andrea asked touching my elbow. I pulled my gaze from where Taber had stood and instead rested it on my friend. She wore simple cloths. They were black. They fit her fairly well and were soft of light material obviously made for comfort. She had balanced the tray on one hand so she could get my attention with the other.
"I'm fine." I said smiling at her. "I am hungry though." I said eyeing the tray full of food pointedly. I opened the door of my room and stepped inside. Andrea walked over to my table and set down the tray. She sat on one side and set out plates and silverware. I sat at the other. We began to eat in silence. At first the silence was companionable but I couldn't take it any more so I decided to start a conversation. "Why was Taber so interested about why you up here?"
"Master Taber was interested, as you put it, because we aren't supposed to be up here. Well we can be, like yesterday if I have a reason, but today...well my reason wasn't really acceptable unless some one- important had told me I could be up here."
"Important?" I asked wonderingly. "Who in Taber's house is important?"
"Master Taber's word is the final one above any one else her but," She shrugged. "You are important because-well you're blood bonded to Master Taber. Other Vampires who might stay here are important, Lucy is important. I don't really know why but he trusts her a lot. Enough to go out into the city and come back." That little tidbit of information was interesting.
"What does blood-bonded mean?" I asked. "Besides the obvious of course, my blood is as much a part of him as his blood is part of me. I have some weak Vampiric traits. He-" I swallowed hard. "He owns me, can make me do things with just his word."
"I don't really know. He's never had any one blood bonded to him while I was here." I fell into reverie and our conversation died there. Long after Andrea had gather up the dishes said her good-byes and left, I still sat at my table staring at the wall knowing there was something that she had said that I was missing the meaning to. I finally snapped out of it hours later when my muscles screamed protest and my stomach growled at for my mistreatment of it. I got up and opened my door. I went down to the kitchen. It held a scant five people. I stood uncertainly in the doorway until I spotted Andrea. I waved to her and she walked over. "Hello, Angel, we don't usually serve lunch not enough people awake but if you want a sandwich or something you welcome to it. In fact we were just about to eat lunch." She said smiling. I heard one of the other women gasp at Andrea's actions towards me. I spotted her and wondered what exactly Taber had said to make them so scared of me.
"That sounds fine." I told her she ushered me to a seat on one side of a table and hummed as she walked around the kitchen gathering things to make sandwiches. All four of the other women sat on the other side of the table. Two who had been whispering to each stopped as soon as I sat and bowed their heads. The other two had their heads bowed as well but were stealing glances at me. I alternated between watching Andrea and watching the other women who were making me increasingly uncomfortable. Andrea set the stuff down on the table and sat next to me. It didn't really make sense to me these people were grown women and for them to act like jellyfish around me, a sixteen year old girl, when Taber wasn't even here was utter foolishness. I didn't really notice one of them was speaking to me as they had their head down and was looking at the table.
"Lady Angel?" She said loudly in a tone of voice that suggested she had attempted to get my attention several times.
"Yes?" I answered.
"What kind of sandwich would you like, Lady Angel?" The woman said gesturing to things on the table.
"I...err...I can make my own." I said. I decided I hated being someone better than them. I wasn't any better than them I wasn't prettier or smarter the only thing that made me different from them was the Vampiric taint of my blood...could that be it?
"But Lady Angel, you're not-I mean we're supposed to..."
"Treat me like Taber?" One of the ladies eyes flew up at my complete lack of title when saying Taber's name.
"Yes Lady Angel, Master Taber was very adamant about our treatment of you." I ground me teeth and let them make me a sandwich rather than arguing. Taber and I were going to have a nice little chat about this 'Lady Angel' crap the next time I saw him. After dinner I decided to take a bath. I turned the taps and added some fruity smelling bubble bath. I pace around my room while I wait for the bath to fill. I wander in and out of the bathroom when the tub finally looks full enough I slip out of my clothes and dump them into a hamper. I step into the tub and the water comes up to my chest. I sit down on the seat and the warm water comes up to my neck. My neck...I lift my wet fingers up to my neck and search for bite marks. On the right side of my neck above my corroted artery I find the mark. I snort to think that I had been deceived all my life; thinking that a Vampire bite would be two little pinpricks. The mark on my neck is about two and half inches across at the top in a kind of curve...the bottom part of the mark is separate from the top it too is curved but only about two inches across. It is what a human bite mark would look like. Thinking about my bite mark puts me in a foul mood and I get out of the bath sloshing lots of water on the floor in the process. I dry myself off swiftly with a black terry cloth towel and drop it in the hamper. I put on another nightgown and crawl into my bed. I can hear some one pacing in the room above mine soon the pacing seems to be going in time with the beating of my heart. I drift into sleep thinking about the oddity of this.
A/N: My favorite quote is "Why should I be forced to learn another language, I'm having a hard enough time with this one?" but I like this one too "I didn't say it was your fault. I said I was going to blame you." And what has this got to do with my story you ask? I admit absolutely nothing. Right then. *Nods vaguely* Review or Flame! (Come on ppls jus press the perdy little blue button. {*Giggles* you know that sounds really funny?}) (- ^_*-)