Not a vampire, Vampire slave(RECONSTRUCTION)

A day with a demon

Hey guy (or who ever is reading this. -_-) i'm utterly sorry (maybe) for takeing a long time to write another chapter. everyone's excuse: School.

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I awake in my old dirty bedroom, still looking crappy as ever. Why am I here? Maybe I did something wrong? What the hell did I do? I sigh in exhaustion, screw this; I’m still tiered. But then before I go back to slumber I notice a paper taped to the desk. “Ugh…” I jumped out of the creaky mattress and head for the note; it better be important though. Why am I so cranky? Oh yeah, I was thrown into a freaking mattress for the dead!

I over read it, but understood nothing. The hand writing is total crap. But to understand it was impossible! It says: ‘degr Ere, Grgy left. So youv mine todgy. Be vegdy in s minuets gtev you gwgke.’ What the hell does that mean? Jeez… ok then translation! I think it says- dear Eve, Gray left. - Crap, nooo not alone without my prince! Or at least the good one… - so your mine… todag? No, today! Yeah that’s it, be r-re-ready in 5? In 5 minutes, I think that’s a; after you awake. Ok so the full sentence is: dear Eve, Gray left, so your mine today. Be ready in 5 minutes after you’re awake.

What does Eric need me for? If he can use one of his other girls to do his dirty work. I crumble the scrap of paper and toss it to the side. I wonder where Gray has gone, why would he leave without letting me know? Guys can be stupid at times. I stretch my arms, legs and back; everything made the crack sound. I walk towards the bathroom, dragging my feet too.

When I look in the mirror, it seemed like a nightmare! My hair stood up, all in red curls. I comb my hair with my fingers. “Ouch, ouch…” I yelp, I really hate this. Well at least the curls are less poufy. I stare at the girl in the mirror, looking back and bags under her eyes. I sigh, no need to be like this Eve. I splash water on my face, losing all that junk that was stuck on there.

I grab the dress I got yesterday, put it on and some shoes. Left the room to do Eric’s nasty, dirty work. Actually I have no clue to what he has in store for me, but I still have to be very cautious. I walk down the hall, when I was first here, and go to the room the scares me the most.

‘Why?’ my conscious asks me. “Have no clue” I say only to me. Eric is laying on his bed, his hand behind his enormous air-head. His eyes are closed so maybe I can sneak off. Just as I was slowly tip toeing to the door, he opened his big fat mouth. “Where do you think you’re going cherry top?” he said, damn it! “Uh…um”       “I have work for you, so please” he pats down beside himself “come sit and we’ll talk about it”, smug bastard. “I think I’ll pass, I don’t want herpes just by sitting near you” I grin and he smirked. Let the games begin.

 “Cherry top, I don’t have herpes. But I am illed with sexiness”

“Oh yeah, sure, I bet old ladies would just love to   see those…”

“See what? My six packs, yeah they’ll die of just looking at them”

“Die laughing? Sure”

“They’ll miss out on all of this” he said showing off his ‘six pack’

“Ok enough of this, what the hell do want?” I said annoyed of his game. He smirked, “I want you to get me breakfast.” Seriously, breakfast? “What do you want? Spam and eggs or some kind of cereal?” I said crossing my arms; he just grinned; his fangs showing. Of course, blood. “Is there any in the fridge or something?” I ask suspiciously, his smile got wider. “Maybe, but I like mine fresh” he said, yeah right in hell! “Eric you’re not going to bite me, I’ll find some in the kitchen. Give me break[E1] ” I said leaving the bedroom. No way I’m I being bitten again, it hurts! After what Gray did to me, he had no sense in compassion with humans. If I remember good I think the kitchen is… there!

          I open the doors and find few maids here working. They all stop what they were doing and stared at me. I had a feeling of heaviness, a feeling that I could not bear. “Hello, I am wondering where I can find blood? It’s for Prince Eric” I say nervously. Some go on with their work; one of them came up to me and gave me a darkened bottle. “Here you go, tell him it is fresh” he said dryly. Why with that attitude with me? “Is everything ok? You seem kind of mad for some reason” I said with curiosity. He does a tight smile, which has no feeling at all and says “nothing at all Lady Eve”, “alright then…” I leave the kitchen with a feeling of guilt, like I did something to make him upset.

     Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t notice me passing Eric’s room. “Uh, hello? Eve, right here?” he said, my mind landed in reality. “Um sorry Eric, just lost in thought” I say staring at the cracks on the floor, like that’s more interesting than talking to him (which is).

           He sighs, steals the bottle from my hand and slams the door in my face. “Ass!” I yell at the door, no response. I look both ways, no one heard, oh well. I’m frustrated now, thanks to his royal pain-in-the-ass. I blow out and walk, don’t know where I’m going though; but anywhere is better than here standing in front of his door cursing.

                                                          10 minutes later…

 DANG! This castle is bigger than it looks! Long, wide hallways with antique vases overflowing with roses. The ceiling, ha! No one can touch them, unless you have a ten foot ladder. Lots of doors, probably leading to different rooms and big glass windows shinning the inside.

“Wait, aren’t vampires vulnerable to the light?” sightlently asking myself, not like anyone would answer though; “well that’s just bull crap” a voice whispered, I froze. “Calm down, it’s not like I’m going to bite you or anything” that person said behind me. My body thawed, but my hands stayed in place. The person grabbed my hand and twirled me around; to again my utter surprise was Gray! “What are you doing? I thought you were out for the day?” I asked happy and kissed his cheek, but he frowned. “You actually like my brother…” he muttered, that’s when my mind stood still. Crap. “I-I…” stuttering myself stupid. “It’s alright, I wasn’t supposed to do that but I felt guilty of slamming the door in your face” Eric said dry. Was it his fault? I’m not sure anymore…but for one thing I blame myself for thinking he was Gray.

Wait he is actually apologizing? Oh my… he always seemed to be playful (kinda sexually though), but he never said sorry to anyone since I was here. Now he says it? A hole has formed in my heart, a space for Eric.

“Actually, ever since I was imprisoned in that place I never got to feel many emotions” I grinned. He flinched to my words, I grabbed his hand. “Come on, let’s have great day!” I happily said, first his face was like –are you sure? - Then changed to –screw it- face.