Awoke to find myself lying across a bed nothingness and my body covered with a blanket of white. My memory was lost and I had no idea where I was. My heart was silent for a moment as I came around to my full surrounding. I was sitting an old-furnished room; a four posted bed with white linens, an old wooden polished dresser and vanity set, and an old candled-chandelier hanging from the ceiling. This room hand never been touched; it looked like it had walked out of the past.

I looked around then at myself; I was healed, completely. It was a miracle that I had lived, but how? My memory was blank and unfilled as I tried to climb out of the large bed, grabbing a hold of the bed post to stand. I felt so tired, but strong enough to find out where I was and what this place was.

I walked the hall slowly finding my way around the large house. It reminded me so much of Gran's house; the same style, oversized rooms and long hallways that led everywhere and anywhere. But it wasn't has nice; this house needed work and it was that only room where I was laying that seemed to have some character and some style left from the old days. The rest of the house seemed to being falling apart and dying from the cause of the modern day.

I continued walking through the house trying to find out who might live here; who was it? Then I heard slowly moving footsteps behind me as I entered the living room. There was a fire going and candles surrounding the room. There two people laying on the couches and two other people standing behind the couches staring at the others and at me. The footsteps behind me drew closer, and in the shadows I saw a figure sitting alone.

"Well, I see we have a dessert." a voice exclaimed from behind.

"Now Malcolm, we've have to share fairly." The other person said; she was female. I took that the voice behind me was a man named Malcolm, but the others I didn't know there names. I tried to listen in on their thoughts and all I heard was thoughts about food and sex. Was that all everyone wanted to think about; sex? What was so great about it than being with the person you love, or was it that everyone in the room wanted a piece of ass and sometime to experience some pleasure? That was one of those thoughts I didn't want to hear all the time.

"Now Diane, let's see what Bill has to say first; maybe he would like first taste of this delectable creature." said Malcolm walking over to the other couch where a shirtless male laid with short-shorts on. The other entity standing behind the couch moved over to the other couch where a provocatively dressed female laid as if she was calling to them.

"Yes let's see what our good friend Bill has to say. What do you say Liam?" Diane who happened to be the female agreed. Liam was the tattooed muscular male was now making out and doing god-knows-what with the female. I saw clothing being thrown, who knew what he was doing. He wasn't paying any attention to Diane or Malcolm as he got to work with this tramp. I felt disgusted as I walked closer to the fire. Diane stepped in front of me, smelling me as if I were dinner. But I didn't care; I was determined to find out where Bill was and how they knew him.

Then I heard a growl coming from the shadowy part of the room where a man sat; it was Bill. I saw his dark eyes glowing in the shadows as he rose and walked towards me. He looked calmed but fierce as his eyes glared at the others in the room. He showed his fangs and then they showed theirs; I was standing in a room full of vampires and I was scared.

All their thoughts were focused on me and sex; more sex, I hated it. But I focused in on Bill, he was thinking something awful. He wanted to do something to the others that I could believe I was hearing it. I ran to him as he opened his arms to me; the others came for me except for Liam. I was embraced tightly as I heard sounds of things being thrown. It was Malcolm and Diane being pushed away from me, Bill was protecting me again from the demons of the night.

"Get out and never touch her; she is mine." He growled as they backed away. Liam looked up seeing the events that happened around him and his world. He climbed off the girl and picked her up and walked out. He didn't care about anything going on in the room except what he was doing. But Malcolm and Diane stared at me, eyes curiously wondering who and what I was.

"You're kicking us out? That's not fair Bill, we haven't hung around in a long time and I would really like to get to know your new pet." Malcolm grinned as he helped Diane off the floor.

"I SAID GET OUT!" Bill barked as he held me closer; I could feel the cold waves of anger coming from his chest.

"No fair, I wanted to have some." Diane whined as she grabbed her purse and fixing her low cut short dress.

"Fine Bill, just remember you're one of us and you can't live like this forever." Malcolm chuckled grabbing the shirtless male off the couch and wrapping his arm around him. As they exited the house you could hear Diane whining and Liam still making out with the girl.

Bill looked down at me, I was in shock, but I wasn't scared of him. I just couldn't believe want had just happened. I had just met Bill, saved his life, and now he had saved my life twice within the same day or however long I had been out. This was his house and I was lying in his bed asleep.

"Are you ok?" he calmly asked releasing me from his arms. I didn't want to be let go as I grabbed his arms and wrapped my arms around him. I was scared out of my wits from what had just happened. I just wanted to stay near someone close; someone who could protect me and Bill was my choice.

"I take that as a 'no'. Do you want to stay here?"

I quickly nodded; I was still a child at heart and I could get scared easily. I didn't want to leave when I was being protected.

"Ok, do you want to stay up with me and sit by the fire?" Bill said giving me a hug. I nodded again as I sat down beside the warm fire. He held me close, like a father would to a child, but this embracement was different. It was cold yet warm at the same time. I liked it as I looked up into his dark eyes and saw the kindness of the world. He leaned down and slowly kissed my cheeks as I feel asleep in his arms.