I am so sorry that it took so log for me to do another chapter, but hear it is. I own it.

Chapter 3

It was two days, two days with out food and water and she felt so weak, so weak in fact that she couldn't even move or what to move for that matter. She was laying on her bed and curled up into a ball to keep at least some of the heat in her body. Hearing the door open, she shifted slightly so that she could look over at who it was and saw that it was Deacon. He walked over to her wearing a pair of black, dress pants and a white silk shirt. He kneeled down in front of her with a smirk on his face. "Did you learn your lesson, sweetheart?" He asked as he ran his hand through her hair. Since she was to weak to answer she gave a nod. She had learned her lesson and she didn't want to repeat it, so if being good was the only way to get food and other things, then she guessed she could deal with that.

"Good girl," He cooed as he stood up. "Come on, stand up." He held his hand out to her and she took it and weakly standing up. She almost fell as her legs seemed to not be able to hold her weight, and Deacon caught her before she fell to the floor. Looking up at him, she couldn't believe that he had changed so fast, was this the same person that had hit her two days ago. Deacon carried her down to the bathroom, making sure to keep a firm grasp on her so that she wouldn't fall or anything. It wouldn't be good to have his pet get hurt before he introduced her to the vampire world. Entering the bathroom, he showed her the shower and the clothes that were on the blue sink. "Take a shower and change into those clothes." He stated as he turn around and left the bathroom.

Staring at the door for a few seconds, she slowly started to get undress and got into the shower. The hot water felt good on her body as she just stood in there and let the water just soak the two days of dirt off of her. After her shower, she dried herself off and looked at the clothes he had left her. The shirt was a burgundy color and was made out of silk; the pants were also dress pants and were of a black color. Raven guessed that it was from Deacon's clothes; in fact she was sure of it. Finally getting dressed, she went up to the door and tried the knob and it swung open and she looked out into the empty hallway. Stepping out she headed down the hallway, in the direction away from her prison. What she saw was a big living room, in the living room there was a couple of leather couches and a chair facing towards her.

Turning to look the other way, she noticed the elevator that she used two days ago and she made her way over to there when she felt a hand on her shoulder, looking up she saw that it was Deacon. "Not going to try and escape are we?" He asked her with a smile as he turned to lead her back down the hallway and back too the living room, where he lead her over to the bar and sat her down.

"I'm sure you're hungry after going three days without food?" He asked. She kept silent being surprised by his sudden change all she could was nod. He went over to the fridge and opened the door, what she saw in there was a couple of bodies wrapped in something that looked like plastic and hanging in there. Noticing her gaze, he looked at where she was looking and gave a slight chuckle. "Don't worry about that. " He told her as he brought out a TV. dinner and put it in the microwave. Soon it was done and she slowly started to eat it.

After finishing her dinner, she looked up at him and he was giving her a sort of an affection look. "So are you going to talk to me, or are you going to stay silent?" He asked her as he brushed a strand of hair out of her face, noticing that his hand was cold, which she gave a confused look about it.

"Why are your hands so cold?" She asked him as she sat back in her chair and looked up at him, waiting for his answer.

"You'll find out later." He said to her as he pulled her from the chair and led her to another one. "You'll be sitting here and handcuffed," He brought it out a pair of handcuffs and cuffed one of her wrists to the arms of the chair. "To make sure you can't get away." He gave a smirk and his eyes dared her to try and get way. She gave him a slight glare and she heard the dinging of the elevator and the laughter and voices of others, the party was about to begin.

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