Chapter 3

"Poor girl…"

"She was too young."

"Her family was distraught."

"The funeral is next week…"

"She looks perfect…."

"Not a scratch…"

"It's too eerie…"

I remember those words flying thru my head. My whole body felt like lead. After what seemed like forever, I forced my eyes open.

Darkness. It took a moment to finally realize I was in a tight confined space. Moving my arms around, I felt silk. Whatever I was lying on was comfortable, but the space I was in made me nervous. I raised my head slowly and felt my head brush something soft. I reached out and pushed on whatever kept me shut in.

The top flew opened and I winced at the sudden light.

I sat up rubbing my eyes, trying to be able to see again. After a few moments, the spots when away and I gasped at the room.

The room was dimly lit but had enough to light the room.

Coffins lined the room. Most were on small tables but the others were on the ground against the wall. Suddenly, a horrifying realization hit me.

I'M IN A FUCKING COFFIN!

I scrambled out of the coffin buy fell flat on my face trying to get out.

I grunted in pain but scrambled to my feet quickly. I took a few deep breaths and tried to think about what had happened.

Ok… Was driving to the school…something in the road… oh God… My car crashed!

I felt a little dizzy and leaned against something for support. Looking over I saw it was a mirror. Before I could look away, something in the mirror made me do a double take.

My reflection looked completely different. I was wearing a simple black dress. My skin, which use to be a sun-kissed tan, was now pale and seemed flawless. Not a single wrinkle, blemish, or blackhead. My hair, which use to be brown and to my shoulders, was now a wavy dark brown that fell to my waist. It was a lot shinier too. My blue eyes seemed brighter somehow as well.

I stared in shock for a moment, but my shock was replaced by panic and fear.

No… What the hell is happening!

Without thinking, I ran from the room and out the doors, setting off the security alarm. I ignored it as I ran away from the building, tears falling from my face.

It was night and the air was cold and crisp and made my face sting. The ground was wet from rain that stopped earlier in the night.

After running for about ten minutes, I stopped near the park and started walking instead. I didn't even feel tired. I felt as though I could run a hundred more miles and still not be tired.

I wiped the tears from my eyes and looked around.

I have no clue where I am…

Before another thought went thru my head, an arm shot around my waist and another closed over my mouth.

"Shhhh," A voice whispered in my ear. "Don't fight me, sweet. I'll make this quick."

I struggled, but he dragged me back into the trees of the park, blocking the view from the street.

I am NOT being raped and killed by some crepo-son-of-a-bitch!

He grabbed my neck with a painful jerk and tilted it to the side. I shivered as he sniffed my neck.

"God you smell good!"

"GET OFF ME!" I screeched. Before he could do anything else, I used a quick burst of energy and slammed my arm into his gut.

Rather than simply let me go, the man flew backwards about twenty feet. And me, like a dumbass, stood there in shock instead of ran away.

The man shook his head then looked at me as if I was some kind of alien.

"How-you…" He stuttered. I continued to stand there like an idiot, but for some reason, my feet couldn't move.

He stood but didn't look away from my face. His face suddenly looked flabbergasted and he pointed at me in horror.

"You're a vampire!"

I blinked. "Huh?"

He staggered a few steps back, still looking horrified.

"No… Impossible…"

I looked at him, confused. "What the hell are you talking about?"

He turned on his heel and began running like a bat out of hell.

"Hey!" I called after him, but there was no stopping him.

Why try to stop him anyway? He just tried to rape me, for god's sake!

I shook my head and walked away.

And the freak thinks I'm a vampire… what a crock…

I walked back out to the street and looked around.

I need to get home…

I took a few steps in one direction when a large black SUV sped to a stop right next to me by the curb.

The door burst open and a man shot out to stand in front of me.

"Get in!" He hissed.

I blinked. "What-"

"GET IN!" He grabbed my around the waist and literally threw me into the car.

I hit the floor of the car hard.

"OW! YOU ASSHOLE!"

The man who threw me in got in right behind me and slammed the door shut. "Drive!" He ordered, and the car sped away.

"WHAT THE HELL?" I screeched turning to glare at the man.

"Shut up and sit down." He ordered.

I made a fist and punched him in the face.

"Damn!" Said the driver. "This chick can punch!"

The man I tried hitting grabbed my fists and tried to hold me down, but seemed to be failing miserably.

"CALM DOWN!"

"FUCK YOU!"

"Jaiden! Easy on her!" I heard another voice say.

I felt him use all his force to give me a quick spin, then a sharp pain hit the back of my head.

I was out like a light.

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Another cliffy! Won't have another chappy till I get those reviews! ^_^