A Pureblood slave

Chapter 7

Being dragged down a hallway by two bulky and very muscular men with a rag over your head and your wrists tied with an incredibly scratchy and irritating rope is one of the best things in the world. Not. I can't see anything except for the occasional brightness from a candle or a light we pass. My biceps begin to cramp and I can already feel the bruises forming as the vampires drag me along to our destination. Their practically carrying me since my feet and shins scrap against the hard floor every couple of seconds. I tried fighting them at first by thrashing around in their grips and kicking them where the sun doesn't shine and tried running but it just made them even more pissed when they caught up with me and I just gave up coming to the realization that I had no chance against their superior strength.

I can't think of one good thing that has happened because of the Purebloods and vampires. All my friends and family are all either dead, in hiding, or in my case is or going to become a slave. A rush of depression floods through my body as memories flash before my eyes.

*Flashback*

"Oo who are you texting?" I jump on my bed and wiggle my eyebrows at my best friend.

"No one of your concern" she looks up at me pushing her short dark hair out of her face and her brown eyes hard and her normal soft face has a stern expression to it before switching her focus back to her phone.

I move my body closer to her's so I'm able to rest my head on her shoulder to look at her phone. I gasp in excitement as I see exactly who she's talking to.

"Why didn't you tell me you and Caden Rogers, as in the Caden Rogers the captain of the football team and the most popular guy in school have a thing going on" I question loudly and a little to quickly due to the fact that I'm mad she didn't tell me sooner.

"It's nothing serious" she says lowly.

I grab her phone waving it around in the air. "Bullshit. Your calling each other babe and using hearts in your messages and telling each other how much you miss one another" I sappily say the ending of the sentence. She gives me a look that tells me I figured her out.

"So how long has this been going on?"

"Like a month or two maybe" she shyly says because of how long she's kept it a secret.

"OH MY CHICKEN AND RICE TWO MONTHS AND I'M ONLY KNOW FINDING OUT ABOUT THIS?" I'm a little disappointed at the fact she didn't tell me.

"I-I can e-explain." she stutter with her words from my rant. I nod my head at her to tell her to continue on and so she does.

"It just happened one day we bumped into each other at the little coffee shop around the corner and I ended up spilling my coffee all over him and kept apologizing and telling him over and over again how sorry I was and that I'd even by him a new shirt. I expected him to yell at me or say something rude like that I'm an idiot and need to watch where I'm going or something like his other jock friends would say but he didn't. Instead he said it was alright and that it was his fault too and that he has a billion others of the same shirt and that he'd even by me a new coffee. At first I was confused at his generosity and declined the offer but he insisted so I happily obliged and then he even asked if I wanted to sit with him and get to know each other and you know how I am with guys I'm crazy shy, stutter like crazy with my words, and am just a clumsy mess when it comes to guys but here I was sitting with the most popular guy in school who I just spilled my coffee on and am now talking about anything and everything with. And he's so amazing and I'm mean it like he's actually really sweet and caring and surprisingly is involved in a lot of charity work and even has all straight A's while taking all honors classes. He's nothing like a typical captain of the football team type dude he's much more and I-I actually really like him.." she says so quickly that I have a hard time to grasp what she was saying but I managed to put everything together and have a huge grin like smile on my face. I jump on top of her giving her the biggest bear hug a human can muster.