The Vampire Queen to Be

Chapter 6: The Home of My Friend is the Prison of my Enemy

---Surprise! I lied, there is a chapter 7! But its short, so no worries. ^_^---

 My head hurt, and my arm started bleeding again, I had an emotional night, and I didn't know where I was. Great.

I woke up with my sight shielded under some sort of burlap sack. It smelled like rice, as much as rice could have a smell. I heard many voices, mostly male, I actually didn't hear a female voice at all. It sounded like I was in a gym, full of men probably lifting weights by the sound of snapping metal.

"Who's that?" A voice said near me, he sounded about my age.

"Some chick, must belong to Jase. She's probably crying her eyes out right now." Another voice had said disgusted.

"Dude should really keep his food in his shed. This is just gross."

I struggled to stand but my arms and legs were bound with rope.

"Should we see who she is?" There was a long silence. A shadow of a hand was over the bag pulling it. Until the hand's shadow disappeared and they both made a coughing sound.

"Get to guarding grounds three-o-three right now or I'll appoint you to clean up duty!" A stricken voice yelled. I heard their steps run off until they faded into all the other noises.

Where am I? I thought to myself. I licked my dry lips tasting blood, my blood, my lip had been bleeding.

I wanted to yell and scream for help but I didn't know what good that would do. I was lying on my side feeling like I was losing air. I did not want to know what they were planning with me but I knew that the second I was untied I was going to kick some serious butt.

"Hello." A warm comforting voice as sweet as strawberries greeted me. "Would you like to see?" It asked calmly and smoothly.

It had to be Jase.

"Jase, dude, take your food somewhere else no one needs to see that." Another voice rudely applied to him. I heard him shift his weight and put a hand on my shoulder, his hand was cold and stressed.

"Do you want to get free?" He asked quieter and more hypnotizing than before. I took a deep breath and sighed annoyingly.

"Depends, will you eat me?" I snapped.

"Yes." He answered a little less smooth but with a smile in his voice.

"Well unless you plan to serve me cooked and sided with a good sauce I suggest you get your filthy hand off of me and go away." I said slowly, emphasizing each word. Treating him like the idiot he probably was.

I heard him growl outraged by my blasphemy. He grabbed my shoulder tight and sat me up right. One hand was around my throat, and another on my shoulder.

I wiggled around feeling like a worm, I tried to do anything that would harm him but my limbs were tied tightly so I did the one thing I loved to do if I had any excuse for it.

I head-butted him as hard as I could, he cussed loudly multiple times.

"Why, you, little!" He growled and held me down to the ground, sitting on me, knocking the wind out of me out. I could feel his breath on my neck. "I am going to enjoy this." He said enchantingly but I knew that words lose their charm behind bars. His mouth went over my neck and his fangs started to pierce my skin painfully.

I yelled as loud as I could to the top of my lungs right into his ear. He didn't do anything, his fangs dug deeper into my skin.

"Help! Help me! Monster!" I yelled over and over. Honestly what else could I have done? His weight was suddenly pulled off of me, leaving a mark in my neck that burned worse than I could've ever imagined.