Chapter 3

I sighed and turned to the closet, desperate to get out of that uncomfortable dress. A few minutes later, I ended up with a high-waisted skirt and a navy blue V-neck shirt. While I was changing, I noticed that my beloved combat boots were gone and I was left in black socks.

I frantically searched the room until I found them underneath the bedside table.

"Thank God," I said, relieved.

I walked over to the desk and took out of the CD to my favorite band, the CD player, and the head phones. I collapsed on the bed and put the CD in. I turned the volume as loud as it could go. It hurt my ears for a moment, but the pain quickly subsided.

I decided that I needed to think through some things before I did anything else

"Alright, how the hell am I going to get out of here?" I muttered out loud. "Okay, there aren't any windows in here or the bathroom, so I can't just leave the room now. I'll have to wait until he goes to sleep. Then I'll make a break for it. Wait, do real vampires even sleep?" I asked myself aloud. Just then my music stopped and instead I heard a male voice I my ear.

"Yes, they do, and thanks for letting me know your plan, Slave," Master said.

I jumped off the bed and dashed to the wall.

"Damn, you scared the crap out of me! Can't you knock next time?!" I yelled, slightly breathless and forgetting he was my master for a moment.

The next thing I knew, I was on the floor, an intense burning feeling in my cheek. He had slapped me.

"Get up!" he roared. I shakily got to my feet, rubbing the spot on my face that he had hit.

"Don't you DARE talk to me like that again! Understand?!" he yelled.

When I didn't respond fast enough, he slapped me again, this time on the cheek that I was not rubbing.

"When I ask you something, you answer me!" Master shouted.

I hurriedly nodded my head before he could hit me again.

"I'll be back up in a minute to show you to the kitchen," he growled. I nodded again. In a flash, he was gone.

How could anyone so cute be so cruel?

I was standing there in shock when my stomach growled, ruining the moment. I glanced at the clock and it read 9:27 PM. It had one of those things on it where it says whether it's AM or PM.

I walked to the exit door and was about to open it when it slammed into my face.

"OW!" I exclaimed in pain.

"What the hell is your problem?" Master asked, surprised.

"I was just about to open the door when you did, and it hit me in the face," I explained. He laughed.

"Sucks for you. Anyway, there is some food in the kitchen for you. I'll be leaving as soon as you are done, so I can lock you in here," he told me.

"Okay, thanks?" It was more of a question then an expression of gratitude.

"Sure. Follow me," he commanded.

I followed him into a gray hallway lined with pictures of those creepy Romanian trees. Every few feet, there was a door. After about ten doors, we reached a split of stairs leading into the entry hall. I figured this was the grand staircase.

All the walls were gray, and there were many little tables with black flower vases containing red roses. There were also those Romanian tree pictures everywhere.

He led me down the stairs and into a very modern living room, the decor somehow matching with the rest of the house.

We walked into the kitchen, which was just as modern and nicely decorated as the living room.

"Go ahead and pick something to eat. I will be right back," he said.

"Okay," I muttered. I wasn't even going to try to escape; he was going to be back in a minute, anyways.

I walked over to the huge refrigerator and opened it. There was fruit, vegetables, juice, soda, everything that was in a normal refrigerator.

Finding nothing to eat in there, I looked in the freezer. There was everything in there that belonged in a typical freezer.

I finally picked out a frozen bean and cheese chimichanga and stuck it the microwave. While it was cooking, I rummaged in the cupboards, looking for plates, cups, and silverware. I managed to find all three of those things and some water when the chimichanga was done. I let it cool, and as soon as it wasn't burning my fingers off, I scarfed if it down. Not completely satisfied, I went in pursuit of some chips.

I found some when Master came into the room, dressed in a black tux, minus the tie.

"You can take those into your room. I'm going to be late if you don't," he said.

"Okay," I replied as I followed him into my bedroom.

"See you tomorrow, Slave," he said as he shut the door to my bedroom. I heard the click of a lock and receding footsteps.

I sat on my bed, and started listening to the same CD from earlier. I munched on my chips and sang along to the words, even when it was screamo.

When I was finished off the bag of family sized chips (Yes, I was that hungry), I tossed it into the trash-can besides my desk. I walked into my closet, looking for some pajamas.

After five minutes, I finally decided on a pair of black, blue, green, and pink stripped bottoms with a plain black tank-top, along with a pair of black underwear. I needed to take all that makeup off, so I determined I was going to take a shower.

I headed into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I turned the water on and undressed, leaving my clothes on the floor. I stepped into the hot water, realizing too late that I forgot to grab soap and shampoo.

"Crap," I mumbled.

I carefully stepped out of the shower, trying not to slip on the tile. I successfully grabbed a bar of soap and a bottle of shampoo from the cupboard without slipping. I turned and made my way back to the shower. Just when I thought I was home-free, I slipped and somehow managed to fall on my back.

"Fuck…" I moaned, lying there for a moment

Very, very, carefully, I climbed to my feet and got into the shower again. I scrubbed the makeup off my face, and shampooed my hair. For a while, I just stood under the torrent of hot water.

After about thirty minutes of standing there, I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. I grabbed a towel off of the towel rack. I dried off, slipped on my pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom.

I glanced at the clock and it said that it was 10:43. Since there was nothing better to do, I crawled into bed.

Well, I guess I can't take any more late night walks, I thought sadly. Soon after, I fell into a dreamless sleep.