Well I haven't updated in a while. Midterm exams are this week so I have been studying. (Which me studying is a shocker.) But today I didn't feel like studying, so I'm blowing off studying for my American History exam so I could write this chapter. Ah well.
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My deep, dreamless sleep was being interrupted by the clicking of the door being opened. I grabbed my pillow from under me and wrapped it around my face, trying to hide me from the rest of the world. I definitely wasn't in any mood to deal with any vampires, or Grace. The sound of feet rustling against the carpet and the sound of a rusty wheel caused me to peak from under my pillow. Coming through the door was a old lady dragging her feet on the ground while pushing a metal cart that had two metal things on them. I grabbed my pillow and threw it on the floor next to me, not caring if I was being messy. I sat up while rubbing my eyes, and a deep yawn formed in the back of my throat.
"Good morning Miss." said a shaky voice as she turned on a light. I squinted my eyes trying to adjust to the light coming from my bed side lamp. The old lady was wearing an outfit that you would only see in movies, which was the black dress with a white apron. I chuckled.
"I brought you some breakfast." She turned to face me, carrying a tray that had a plate covered up by a silver cover. I took a deep breath and I could smell the bacon and the sweet smell of syrup. I haven't eaten in forever! She sat the tray down on my lap and revealed the plate as she took the silver cover off. I gazed at the two pancakes smothered in syrup, and eggs with bacon right next to it. I'm--I'm in heaven. The old maid walked back over to me, handing me a napkin, fork and a cup of orange juice.
"Oh, thank you so much!" I started to dig in and took large bites which caused the old maid to stop and stare with amusement. I slowed and took smaller bites, embarrassed from being such a pig. Thankfully I was saved from the awkwardness.
"Morning Gretchen, morning Victoria." I looked over and Grace was sitting up with her usual weird, crazy-kind of smile.
"Morning." I muttered with a mouth full of food. I dug in again, and Gretchen starting serving Grace.
"So how did you sleep Tori? By the way, do you mind if I call you Tori?" I rolled my eyes, already becoming annoyed at Grace's motor mouth.
"Fine, and no." I snapped. As I finished the last bite, Gretchen grabbed my plate, also my orange juice cup and set it on her cart.
"Grace, when your done with that, make sure you bring it down to the kitchen." I looked over to Grace and she shook her head yes, and began eating again.
"And Victoria, there are two outfits in the bathroom for you and Grace, your name will be on the shirt." I shook my head as she headed for the door with the cart. I sat in bed and stared at the door, thinking maybe that the maid might not lock the door. I waited, and there was no clicking sound.
"She didn't lock the door." I said out loud.
"They only lock the door at night." Grace said, while stuffing her mouth again. I got up and headed for the bathroom. I closed the door and turned on the bright lights. On the counter was an outfit that had a sticky note stuck to it saying 'Victoria'. I sighed, while grabbing the outfit.
When I looked in the mirror, it didn't look that bad on me. It was an all black outfit; a long sleeved, v-neck shirt, and long black jeans. Slimming, but depressing. I looked at Grace's outfit and it was the same. Uggh, we matched with the p.j.'s and now an everyday outfit? This sucks. I walked out of the bathroom and Grace was sitting in the same spot, but wasn't eating anymore.
"Looks nice on you. But just wait, when you wear it everyday, it will get ugly." She sighed and drank the rest of her orange juice. I walked over to my bed and sat down.
"How long have you been here?" I asked.
She laughed. "Long enough. I have been here since the last full moon. I was supposed to be changed then, but he was too drunk to do it and he passed out." She laughed again as she set her tray on her bedside table.
I started to fidget with the blanket, and in the corner of my eye I saw Grace look at me with a frown.
"Something is bothering you." She stated.
I snapped my head in her direction and glared at her. "No, see, I'm confused on why this whole situation isn't bothering you." A confused expression appeared on her face, so I continued, "Last night, when you told me about everything, you didn't seem bothered by anything that was going on. Like, being changed, living in a place full of vampires, nothing." I fell onto my one pillow that I didn't throw on the ground, and closed my eyes; waiting for a response.
"I'm not bothered by this because... this is the first time in my lifetime that I'm actually wanted." I opened my eyes and sat up as she continued. "I was living on the streets when he found me. My family dumped me, and left me there a long time ago, and Blaze came and saved me. He told me everything about him, and everything that could happen to me if I went with him, so I accepted. Everything has been true so far." A small smile appeared on her face, which caused me to smile.
"So you want to become a wife to a vampire?" I asked, still curious. She shook her head 'yes', and got up from where she was sitting and headed for the bathroom. I got up and began making my bed, which I had nothing better to do.
Grace yelled from the bathroom. "When I'm done, we will go down to the kitchen to return my tray." I picked up the last pillow from off the floor and sat down. I looked around the room and actually began to notice how there were no windows. I sighed. No escape. I looked over to the bathroom door as Grace walked out in the same outfit I was wearing.
"Why can't they be nice enough to let us choose our own outfits, that don't match?" I said. We both laughed in unison as we headed for the door. I opened the door and walked out into the hallway full of people wearing black outfits, just like we were. Holy crap. You have got to be kidding me. Grace walked passed me saying 'Hi' to people standing in groups, and began introducing me to them.
"Hi, nice to meet you." I said, while putting a fake smile on my face.
"So your the one everyone has been talking about." A girl, maybe younger than me with long blonde hair walked from behind the crowd of people with her arms folded and a snobby look on her face.
"I guess." I looked behind me and another group of people from the other side of the hallway began to form a circle around me, curious on what was going on.
"I don't see anything special about you." She said with attitude in her voice. I crossed my arms, imitating her, but it was also helping me from not punching her in the face. So instead of hurting her, I didn't satisfy her with a comeback that she wanted, and just turned around and began walking away.
"Haha, what a loser. Hey look everybody, shes scared." I stopped in my tracks and stood in place, staring at the ground.
"Excuse me?" I muttered.
"You heard me, loosserr." My breaths became short, quick breaths, and my heart began to race; pumping adrenaline through my veins.
"Is that all you got? Calling me a loser? How old are you anyways, five?" I asked. Trying to make her say something that would give me a purpose to punch her.
"No asshole, I'm fourteen." Well that's it. I balled up my fist and turned around and forcefully pressed my fist to her face, causing her to fall to the ground. She clutched the side of her face and began to cry.
"Who's the loser now?" I turned around and stared at the shocked faces that began backing away, clearly afraid of me. That's when I didn't hear the girl crying any more. I turned back around and saw that she was running towards me. I brought up my arms to block my face as she jumped on me, causing us both to fall to the ground. I grabbed a hold of her hair and began to pull, and she did the same.
"You started it." I managed to say.
"No, you started it."
"Your--" She tugged on my hair harder, so I did the same.
"Your the one who called me a loser." I screamed.
"No, your the one who was mean to me." Okay, I'm not gunna play that game. We rolled over and I felt her hard, warm hand swipe across my face. She just slapped me. So I grabbed her shoulders and began pressing her down into the ground. She let go of my hair and began screaming in pain.
Two large hands grabbed each sides of my shoulders, picking me up off of her. I tried to get out of this persons grasp, but they just held on tighter.
"Let go of me. I won't touch her." I muttered in frustration. I turned my head to see a large man holding me back away from the girl, which she was still on the floor, crying, and clutching her shoulders. Okay, I know I didn't hurt her that much. I rolled my eyes, and I knew that this girl was just being a drama queen so I get in trouble the most. I struggled, but this guy didn't lose his grip. I turned my head again, and the muscular guy shrugged his shoulders, "I can't have you hurting her anymore." He said in a deep voice.
I shook my head, "I won't. I promise."
"Sorry, I have to wait till Lucifer gets here." I froze. Why does he need to know about this? What if he tells Aidan? I started to freak out, and my heart rate began to increase. I looked around me, and people were whispering in each others ears, and pointing towards my direction. People then turned around and quickly moved to the sides of the hallway, revealing the ticked off Lucifer.
"What in the hell happened?" I flinched at the sound of his voice.
"She-- I--" I stuttered, but I couldn't find the right words. Lucifer glanced towards the girl that was still on the floor, and she began to cry louder.
I then pointed to her. "That's all an act to get me in deep trouble. I didn't even hurt her--" He snapped his head in my direction and gave me a death glare. "--that bad." I finished. He walked over to me and grabbed my arm, which the big guy let go of me.
"Tyson, take Samantha down to main bathroom downstairs, I'll deal with her when I'm done with this one." He gripped my arm tighter, causing me to wince. As we walked down the hallway, people stepped aside, some clapping and screaming 'Go Victoria!", and some just whispering to themselves.
We began walking down the stairs and Lucifer grabbed a cell phone from his pocket. He dialed some numbers and waited. As we reached the middle of the stairs, he began talking.
"Hello, Aidan?" I froze. "Can you meet me in my office?" He paused, listening. "I need to talk to you about an incident that happened with your human." I snapped my head in his direction, and tried to listen very closely. "Yes, I know." He listened again. "Okay, Bye."
We started walking again, and I wanted to say something but nothing came out. I'm definitely going to die. We reached the last step and there seemed to be more people downstairs than upstairs. But the people down here weren't wearing black outfits, they were in normal clothes.
Vampires.
As we walked down the hallway, people stared and began whispering to each other and pointing, there was only one whisper that I was able to hear, which was from a vampire that was close to me and she said, "That's Victoria." There were also some humans that were dressed in black, talking to some of the vampires. What freaks.
When we reached the end of the hallway, he took out a pair of keys and began unlocking the door. When he managed to unlock it, he opened the door and shoved me inside, causing me to almost fall flat on my face.
"Sit." He pointed to a chair that was facing a large wooden desk, with a leather chair seated behind it. I walked over slowly as Lucifer walked passed me and sat in the leather seat. As I slowly sat down, with my back facing the door, I thought of the angry Aidan bursting through the door and strangling me right then and there. I shivered at the thought.
"We will wait till Aidan is present." Lucifer said while cleaning his desk. He wasn't friendly looking like he was the first day I met him. He was now wearing a dark sweater that made his pale skin even paler, and his white hair was messy, going in all different directions. I took a deep breath, and was getting prepared for the worst. Well, at least I won't be turned into a vampire, I'll just be gone forever. I felt better after thinking that thought. I don't want to be with a killer all my life. I began to get the confidence to tell Aidan that I didn't want to be with him anymore. Yeah! I'll just tell him that he's an ignorant jerk, and that I don't want to be with him an--. The thought was interrupted with the door slamming open.
I closed my eyes and didn't bother to turn around to face the ticked off Aidan.
"Good morning Aidan, I'm sorry that I had to bother you." He said with annoyance in his voice. I managed to open my eyes and saw Aidan leaning against the desk, facing me with his arms crossed, and a death glare across his face. His black, side-swipe hair was still neatly placed, as usual, but he wore a deep dark ruby colored hoodie that matched his eyes.
"What is this all about?" Aidan hissed. He never took his eyes off of me, which caused me to sink lower into the chair. I'm dead. Aidan shook his head slightly, which reminded me that vampires can read minds.
"Your human was caught in a fight today with another human." He opened his mouth to continue but Aidan interrupted. "Who is the human's owner?" I chuckled. Owner. Nobody is my owner. Aidan's glare turned into a 'I'm going to strangle you when we get out of here', type of glare.
"Javier." Lucifer said as he got up from his seat. I looked back over to Aidan and he had his eyes closed and a irritated look on his face. Lucifer continued, "Some one called me saying that Victoria punched Samantha." Aidan's eyes flashed open and his death glare returned.
My mouth opened and I began to talk before I even thought about what I was going to say. "She started it, all I was doing was introducing myself and she started to make rude comm--" Aidan held up his hand, telling me to stop.
Lucifer walked around his desk and stood next to me and Aidan."I am hoping that you will deal with her so I don't have to." I closed my eyes as Aidan muttered with amusement in his voice, "Oh trust me, I will." I shivered at what he said.
"Okay, well, we are done here." Lucifer started walking off to the side as Aidan bounced of the desk and grabbed my arm, pulling me from the chair. When he opened the door, his fingers dug deeper into my skin causing me to cry out in pain. His cold breath was tickling in my ear as he said, "That was a stupid move you pulled." He started pulling me next to him down the hallway where there were amused and shocked faces lined up against the wall. Some were coming out of rooms, interested in what was going on. When we reached the end of the hallway where the stairs were, we made a left down another hallway that I didn't seem to notice before.
Down the hallway were doors on both sides, and lanterns in between each door, but it didn't create a lot of light. He stopped quickly in front of a dark door that had the number 'five' on it. He took out a key from out of his pocket and began unlocking the door. What's with locking doors?
"It's to keep idiots like you out." He hissed. When he opened the door he shoved me inside the pitch black room causing me to fall to the ground. I felt a sharp, burning feeling forming on my knees. Rug burn.
I saw Aidan's black figure in the doorway, and then it was gone when he closed the door. I was now in a pitch black room with a killer, that was about to kill me. I sat, frozen in place. My legs and arms didn't seem to want to cooperate with me, and decided that I was going to die in the spot I was in. My breathing became quicker breaths and my heart began to race.
I sat there, hyperventilating at the thought that I wasn't able to see anything at all. Also, with the room being so quiet, it was as if I was in the room alone. All I could hear was the quick beats of my heart in my ear, and my quick short breaths that was making me feel dizzy.
Aidan? Ar-Are yo-you in here? I thought.
A large hand grabbed my neck and lifted me off the ground, which caused me to wrap my hands around his arms. He quickly walked me over to the wall, slamming me against it. But thankfully he set me down, and released my neck, but still had a hold of my jaw. I took deep breaths, thankful for being able to breath again, but they weren't normal breaths, because I knew this was just the beginning of a slow death.
"Why do you have to be such a pest?" He whispered in my ear; his cold breath sending shivers down my spine. I didn't answer. I knew that anything I would say would surely cause me to die quicker.
Aidan wasn't satisfied with me not saying anything so he lifted my head off of the wall with my jaw and brought it back against the wall, creating little flashes of dots in my vision. But tears started to replace those dots in my eyes, and started to fall down my cheek.
"Why haven't you killed me yet?" I screamed, with panic in my voice.
His grip around my jaw got tighter. "You know... I was asking myself the same sort of question the other day." He chuckled. I took a deep breath and got the nerve to ask, "It's because of my father right? If you change me, I might be able to walk in the sun, and you will be a more powerful vampire." It was barely a whisper, out of my mouth, but I knew he heard it.
His fingers dug into my jaw which caused me to grab a hold of his arms to try to pry him off of me. But I felt his muscles tense as he said, "Who told you all that?" He snapped. I knew I must have said the wrong thing. Not only was I going to be dead, but Grace was going to be too. "I don't-don't know. I heard it while walking in the halls." I quickly lied. A low deep growl formed in the back of his throat, causing my legs to get weak. I gulped, and knew this was the end of my life.
I felt his arms bend and I knew he was leaning in. His cold breath was tickling my neck and I heard his growl much louder than before. I let out a last deep breath, as I felt two needles pierce the skin of my neck, but as soon as I let out a scream, those two needles were gone from my neck, and the breathing appeared again.
"Get out." Aidan whispered in my ear as he let go of my jaw. But my body had a different idea, it didn't want to move. I was stuck in place, and still in shock of what had just happened. I'm still alive. I thought in disbelief.
"Get out!" He yelled furiously, which caused me to jump in fear. I ran forward and hoped that I was going in the right direction. I touched the wall and tried to feel for the door, which I quickly came across the doorknob. I opened it immediately and ran out, and ran down the hallway, leading me to the stairs. Tears were still forming and falling from my eyes as I ran up the stairs, which caused me to run into somebody. I couldn't see quite clear so I rubbed my eyes.
"Victoria, your alive!" Grace grabbed a hold of me and hugged me, almost squeezing me to death. She backed away with a worried look on her face. "Oh, I'm so sorry. That Samantha girl, she is such a pain. I should have helped you fight her." I shook my head, telling her that, that would have been a bad idea.
"I'm fine. Just keep me away from her." I began walking up the stairs again but Grace grabbed a hold of my arm, so I stopped. She walked closer and started to study my neck, which reminded me that Aidan had bit me.
"He...almost, totally bit you." I turned towards her and flashed her a confused glance. "He didn't bite you, he just punctured the skin a little bit. It's so small, it will probably heal in a day. Which healing won't matter because it's a full moon tomorrow night." She stated.
When I processed what she said, I grabbed a hold of her shoulders. "What did you just say?" I asked furiously.
"Ohh, you don't know." She half smiled and finished her sentence, "It's a full moon tomorrow night."
Hoped you liked it. I'll try to write another chapter this week if I don't feel like studying. :P
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