I woke up, yet again, it was light outside, I could hear birds singing in the distance, it felt like morning. I felt groggy but other than that, I felt fine. I pulled back the covers to look at my hip remembering what had occurred. There was a fresh bandage across it. I touched it lightly, it was sore but I thought I would be able to move more easily then I could before. I swung my legs off the bed slowly so I didn't hurt myself again. I felt dizzy for a second but then I was ok. I looked around, no sign of that guy, Alec I think his name was, good. I didn't even want to think his name let alone see him. I frowned and began to pull myself off the bed. I used the table next to me to help me up and then walked slowly over to the wall ahead taking a small blanket that was on top of the duvet to keep me warm. I leant against the wall and wrapped the blanket over my shoulders. It was tiring work, walking. After a couple of seconds breathing time I got up off the wall and made my way to the doors that were open the last time I was awake, using the wall as support. It was good to be up at last, although tiring. When I finally reached the doors, which seemed like hours, I realised the doors led to a balcony. I tried to open them, as they were now closed, but I was too weak so I just stood there looking at the view. It was beautiful. There were mountains in the distance, a misty blue in the morning sun. There was a dense forest to my right; the most luxurious colour green I had ever seen. I was above a patio so I guessed that I had a garden view. Where was I? I had never seen a place like this before, only in films at least. I sighed, thinking of the last conversation I had. "Why can't I go home?" I thought. I turned my head slightly as I heard a lock of a door click behind me. I turned around slowly to see Alec standing in a doorway opposite the one I was leaning against. I frowned at him and then turned back around; trying not to acknowledge that he had even walked in.

"Darcy." I heard him say. I closed my eyes and sighed.

"Darcy let me explain." I opened my eyes and carried on ignoring him.

"Darcy," He growled my name this time and it scared me.

"Go away." I said, expressing my discontent.

"No Darcy," He was right behind me, I didn't even hear him move. It scared me and I jumped a little. "Darcy, turn around."

What was his obsession with saying my name? I didn't turn around, mainly because it would take me a while but also because I couldn't bring myself to look at his face, it would just make me angrier. Before I had a chance to know what was happening, I had been turned around and pinned against the wall next to the window. My arms were pinned above my head and I gave a small cry of pain as my wound stretched out. I looked down to find my blanket had fallen off and I felt myself shiver as the cool breeze hit me, and the fact that his cold hands were on my bare skin.

"Listen to me Darcy; I can explain why you can't go home." I could feel his face close to mine. I looked down away from him.

"Can you let me go please, you're hurting me?" I mumbled.

He seemed to ignore me. I heard him sigh.

"I'm a vampire." He blurted out suddenly. He was silent for a while waiting for my reaction.

What? Was this guy mad? My life has been saved by a lunatic. Now he's kidnapping me! I stayed silent, scared of being in his presence.

He carried on talking, after waiting for me a react, which I didn't, well only in my head. "You can't go home because I need you. I need you to survive. I'm about to take over leading my vampire coven, its tradition for a vampire to have a link...a person they feed from."

My eyes widened at this, which I think he saw. "Don't worry it's probably nothing like you've seen in films or read about. It's virtually painless and I won't take too much blood from you at a time." He misunderstood my reaction to his words; my eyes widened because I confirmed my idea that he was a lunatic, not because I believed the fact that he wanted to take blood from me. I stayed quite still, contemplating his words.

His grip had loosened on me and I decided this was the time to move away from him. I made my way back to the bed using the wall to support myself. He let me go this time, watching me, which made me very self-conscious. I was struggling, very tired now, and sore from where he had pushed my arms up, and he knew it.

"Let me help," he said placing his hand on my arm.

"No," I said shaking it off. He stood back seeming offended. I climbed into the bed making sure I didn't hurt myself. I pulled the covers back up and laid down.

"Look, maybe I didn't explain that very well..." he said when I had settled myself down.

"Please, just go." I cut in, I wasn't sure if it was the right thing to say, him being crazy and all, he could attack me at any time, but I couldn't help myself. He looked upset, which was good I suppose, better than being angry, he turned around and left.

I didn't know what to think then, I laid in bed pondering for a while after he left. How could it be true, what he said about him being a vampire I mean? It was strange, I definitely believed that he was a bit crazy, but it's as if I saw truth in his eyes, even though I was trying to avoid his eyes at all costs. I spent the better part of the morning just laying there and thinking. I realised that this must have been the first in a very long time where I had time to myself to think, I had always been so busy at work. Then a thought occurred to me which I couldn't believe hadn't come to me before. I didn't want to stay here, so why not just leave. It might take me a while to get to the door and find my way out, but it was worth a chance, even if I was dressed in a rather skimpy nightdress. Then another thought came to my mind, was I stupid? If this guy did kidnapped me, if I tried to escape who knows what he would do to me. Before I could make up my mind however, there was a knock at the door, which I ignored, the person came in regardless. It was a small plump woman, wearing a black skirt and white blouse, rather like a maid's uniform. She was carrying a tray of food.

"Do you work here?" I asked her as I turned on my side carefully, it seemed a rather stupid question after I asked it, but I was bored and it was someone different to talk to, after all talking couldn't get me into trouble could it? I hoped not.

"I do ma'am," came her reply.

Ma'am? I thought I was the prisoner here.

"Are you paid well, if you don't mind me asking?" I had to know because it might be one of those situations like in a book or film where the heroines are abducted by evil beings who exploit their workers. It was a long shot and fictional but you never know.

"I am ma'am." The woman said again. I sighed my theory might not have be right then.

"What is your name?" I asked her, trying not to be rude.

"Doreen ma'am."

"Mine's Darcy, please don't call me ma'am."

"Sorry ma...Darcy." She answered placing the tray on the side. She turned to leave.

I made my way to the left edge of my bed where Doreen was, already anticipating the answer to my next question.

"Is he...you know...a vampire?" I was referring to Alec of course; I just didn't want to say his name.

Doreen gave me a look as if wondering if she should answer or not. She already knew who I was talking about.

"He is." She eventually said. I sighed still not knowing if I should believe it true or not. She left.

"Thanks for the food." I shouted after her.