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Bella

Where had he gone? Caius was nowhere in sight and I couldn't hear his footsteps anymore. Exhausted from trying to keep up with him, I sat down on the nearest bench, and peered out the open windows, a small amount of light beaming into the dimly lit hallway.

I sighed anxiously. I was lost and stuck here all alone, in a cold castle full of vampires who were most likely getting increasingly hungrier. I exhaled once again. It was getting late and it was nearly dark, the sun setting in the horizon.

I had been sitting here for an hour, admiring the quaint city and all its people, watching as the sun disappeared and the stars being to shine in the night sky. It's was completely dark now, the moonlight spilling onto me, making me look even paler than I already was. The stars were a lot clearer here than at home in Arizona, and even Forks. It was beautiful.

Sitting here all alone, I was bored and freezing, contemplating whether I should attempt to go and find him again or find shelter in a nearby room. I got up and subconsciously dusted myself off before looking up to see a figure glaring at me from the shadows. Startled, my heart rate picked up as the adrenaline pumped through me before I recognised that it was Caius standing there, observing me with a normal scowl on his face.

"Caius? I'm sorry I didn't see you and I was looking for you but-" I blabbed out quickly before he cut me off.

"It's Master Caius to you, human." He spat, looking disgusted and with an almost feral expression on his face.

"Sorry, Master Caius." I said, this time a little sarcastic, uncaring and tired. "As I was saying, I was looking for you but you took off so quickly that I didn't know where you could have gone. I didn't see you arrive."

Caius' scowl deepened as muttered something about mortals and their uselessness. "Follow me, and this time I shall walk slightly slower so you can keep up."

I rolled my eyes and he glowered at me before turning around and walking off. I followed him, trying to keep up with what he thought was a slow pace.

Caius was boring company. He doesn't try to strike up conversation whatsoever and he didn't even try to make me feel welcomed. It was unnerving to be around such a quiet and impolite person. The Cullen's always made me feel like I was wanted, even when I wasn't. They were always rambunctious and full of spirit, especially Emmett and Alice; it was never quite around the Cullens, something which I deeply missed.

Caius finally stopped at a door. He opened it and led me into a bedroom. It had dark wooden floorboards which contrasted the light blue walls. There was an oak four-post bed that had flowing curtains wrapped around each post. The bed was in the centre of two opened wooden doors that lead onto a rather large balcony. Baroque wooden shelves filled with many different ornaments adorned the walls and there were two doors to my left, most likely leading into the bathroom and the closet.

I marvelled at the room for a while. It was beautiful. Caius cleared his throat irritated. "This will be your bedchamber for the time being, until you become one of us," his tone uninterested. "If you require anything for the evening, just request one of the guards. I will be in my study, working, so please do not disturb me. I will come at seven am sharp. Be ready."

I was about to argue, as it was already late and waking up at seven would leave me with too few hours to get a decent night's sleep, but Caius swiftly swept out of the room closing the door soundly behind him.

Feeling tired and disgusting from travelling, I walked into what I assumed was the bathroom and took a shower, washing my hair with a mango scented shampoo which I wished was strawberry like the one I used at home. I hopped out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel, walking back into the bedroom. Sighing, I remembered that I had left my clothes and things down in the reception with Demetri and Felix, and I clearly wasn't in any shape to go down and get them.

Hoping that there were clothes for me in the closet, I walked through one of the doors to the left into the largest walk-in closet that anyone could ever hope for. To one side, copious amount of clothing filled the shelves, more than I had ever had in my life, collectively, or even needed. The other side displayed expensive looking shoes and other accessories that I never would consider buying even if I had the money in the first place. This couldn't possibly be all for me.

As I sifted through the clothes, I tried to find suitable pyjamas to no avail. The closest I found was a revealing light pink nightdress, decorated with white lace. It was beautiful and something that I would never wear, yet I put it on anyway, looking into the full body mirror and admiring how it flattered my figure nicely.

My exhaustion was catching up on me so I pattered over to the bed and sunk into its softness, wrapping myself up in the layers of blankets. Despite how incredibly comfortable I was, I couldn't will myself to sleep. It was dark, and I was cold and lonely. I got out of bed and searched for something to keep me entertained, finding nothing. Caius said before he left that I could ask one of the guards if I required anything, but how do I call for them?

I walked over to the door leading to the hallway and opened it. The cold air hit me like ice, the nightdress doing nothing to keep me warm, and it was even colder outside the room than inside. One of the vampires must have heard me leave the room because I felt a gush of wind before seeing a smirking Demetri appear in front of me.

"Hello, Miss Bella." He said politely yet playfully. He slowly looked me up and down and I shivered, goose bumps appearing on my skin as his eyes roamed my body. "You're looking ravishing," he said whistling.

I flushed red before mumbling a shy thank you.

"Is there anything you require at this hour? It's getting quite late. I thought most humans would be fast asleep by now."

"I couldn't get to sleep," I said simply.

"Maybe you require company, Miss Bella." Demetri said suggestively, as he moved forward a step so that he was only inches away from me.

I shivered once again. "No!" I cried, blushing again profusely, before composing myself. "Uhm, no." I said a lot quieter. "I just want a book, please."

Demetri smirked but didn't move. "Are you sure, Bella?" He purred. "I make very good company. You see I-"

"A book, Demetri! A book!" I exclaimed uncomfortably and nervously, cutting him off mid-sentence.

Demetri laughed and backed off a step. "Ok, ok. A book. Do you want the one you were reading in the reception this morning? I'm sure Aro won't mind."

"It was Aro's book!" I exclaimed, feeling so foolish.

"It doesn't matter, as I said I'm sure he won't mind. He has a collection of those sorts of book. He won't miss one." He smiled reassuringly.

I returned his smile. "Yes, that book please."

"Sure, Miss Bella. I will be back in a minute. Just wait here. Try not to draw any attention to yourself, there are some very hungry vampires roaming these halls." He laughed before leaving just as fast as he came.

I waited patiently at the door and he was back in a matter of seconds. "Here." He held out the book to me.

"Thank you," I said taking it off him, offering him a small smile. "Uhm, well I will maybe see you tomorrow?"

"I am sure of it, Miss Bella." He took a step forward, his face only inches from mine. "Remember, that offer is still there, if you do ever need the... company." I reddened again. When I blinked he was gone, his laughter echoing in the distance.

Surpassing the amount of embarssment I could deal with in one day, I walked back inside and sat down in the plush armchair next to my bed, opening the play and reading it avidly. After a period of time had passed, my eyes began to feel heavy and I closed the book, lent back into the chair, and quickly fell asleep.

I awakened suddenly from a familiar recurring nightmare, beads of sweat pooling on my forehead. Someone was knocking on the door loudly, snapping me out of my post-awakened daze. I sat up and got out of bed, running frantically across the room. "Just a minute!" I called out before walking into the closet, searching for some proper clothes, and settling on a pair of expensive light-washed denim skinny jeans that felt like a second skin and a feminine, flowing blue top.

The knocking got louder and more unrelenting. "Coming!"

I looked at the selection of shoes and all I could see were high heels and sandals, with no sneakers in sight. Having only worn heels a sold two times during my life, Mom and Phil's wedding and prom, I chose a pair of tan sandals that wrapped around each of my ankles.

Running out of the closet and into the bathroom, I raked a brush in my hair. It was a wavy and slightly messy from last night's shower, but I really didn't have the time or desire to care. I gazed in the mirror again, looking over my appearance. I didn't look half bad.

The person at the door became increasingly impatient, the solid knocking turning into banging before the door busted open, and a furious looking Caius stomping through it and slamming the door behind him.

"I clearly recall stating before I left last night that I would come by at seven am sharp!" He yelled angrily, eyes boring into mine. "I waited outside your door for twenty minutes and I now come inside to see you admiring yourself! You, of all humans, are the most unorganised, self-centred and the most wretched!"

His accusations against me were completely unfounded. No one had ever called been so nasty to me. In fact, the majority of people in my life had told me that I was too organised and too selfless.

"Wretched! Self-centred! How about you take a good a look at yourself in this mirror, Master Caius! I am not the one who makes everyone's lives a living hell. I am not the one who slaughters people just because I have the power to. I am not the one who lives life in the lap of luxury, forcing people to be at my beck and call. I am not the one who murdered my wife just because I was bored with her and needed a change of scenery. I-"

I didn't get to finish my sentence as I was flung across the room, my back forcefully hitting the wall. Before I could even register what was happening, I felt two powerful and threatening hands on my neck, chocking me and lifting me up off the ground. I knew he could snap my neck with one squeeze.

"You. Know. Nothing!" Caius roared, making his word short and sharp. "Here's some valuable and life-preserving advice, you pathetic mortal. Do not ever make any assumptions whatsoever about me. Ever."

I couldn't breathe. There was no air getting to my lungs and I would soon run out of oxygen. Just as I was losing consciousness, Caius dropped me on the floor, but not before saying these carefully constructed words.

"I am going to make sure you wish you never came through these doors, Miss Swan." Then he whisked out of the room, leaving me on the floor, gasping for air.