Jayy's POV
Mist was a cocky bitch. I don't know whether I like it or not. I could put her back into her place. But, she could also put me sleep. She thinks she can't though, she thinks I'm too powerful. I'm not though.
We had just called her down for dinner. She walked down the stairs slowly, still taking in all of her surroundings. Quite lovely, right? Yeah, and really big. She responded to me.
"What did you make?" Mist asked. Dahvie set plates in front of me, and I pushed one aside for her. She sat at the table and stared at it. We made steak and mash potatoes with green beans.
"Do you not like this type of food or?" Dahvie asked. "I could make you something else." She shook her head and smiled.
"It's not that. I just haven't had a home cooked meal in a while. It smells good, looks good too. Thank you." Mist responded. I didn't like that she was showing him kindness, and being so cold to me. Watch it, kitten.
"Alright, let's eat." Dahvie said, taking a seat across from me. When I say this girl can eat, I mean she literally cleaned her fucking plate. Dahvie was please, considering I never finish the food.
"Jesus Mist." I said, stunned. She laughed, stood up, and placed the plate in the sink. Mist looked at me, and smiled slightly.
"I'm gonna go shower." She told me. I didn't give you permission. I don't need permission for my own personal hygiene. Her tone was snotty. And with that, she left the kitchen.
Mist's POV
I bet you can guess why I went up here. I checked my phone and Kate had replied. What? Vampires? DID YOU KILL EM? I responded with 'I can't really explain right now, but, I won't be home for a while. I will put him down.'
I cleared the conversation just incase Jayy decides he wanted to go through it. I grabbed clothes from my bag and brought them into the bedroom. It was about ten at night, so I just took pjs.
The shower was nice. The water pressure was not too high, or too low. It was just right. Like I said, I don't mind being here. I mind being here with a fucking vampire who keeps calling me kitten. I mean, I'm into it. But he's a vampire. I can't have a sexual relationship with him. I haven't had sex with anyone, and I really don't feel like losing it to a fucking douche vampire.
After I got dressed, I quickly brushed my hair. Dahvie came in and told me he they were putting on a movie and I was welcomed to join. "Alight, I'm coming." I said, stepping out of the bedroom and walking down with him. Jayy was sat on the couch, so I sat on the love seat by myself.
"Jayy, do you have any snacks?" That's when his boyfriend, Daniel, walked out. I felt extremely uncomfortable. "Who's that?" He asked. I shifted uncomfortably.
"Her names Mist. She's a witch. I took her from the concert. She's my slave." Jayy gave a short explanation of it. Leaving out the fact that I have to call him sir, or daddy. Don't forget that either. Get out of my head, suck faces with your fucking boyfriend. Jealous much? Never in a million years.
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