A Vampire's Slave

V

The big tin bucket seemed to weigh a ton. However, I got it safely out of the cellar and into my small room.
I grab soap from the sink and head into my room with a water hose to fill the bucket up with cold water, for this is the only setting the water is able to turn on. I removed my clothing and arched my toe, preparing my body for the coldness. I slowly dip my foot in the water, I screeched but continued, for this will be the first time in a very long time that I have washed my body in a tub.
On most days I don't have enough time to properly take care of my hygiene needs, leaving me stinky and dirty. I dip my other foot inside the tub, slowly lowering my body inside the tub. Once I sat down it began to cool down. I start to get used to the cold water although my feet began to turn numb.
I start with my face, scooping water and splashing it into my face whilst scrubbing the dirt smudges off my cheeks. I began scrubbing the rest of my body until the clear water turned as black as charcoal.

I climbed out of the tub and wrapped my body with my blanket to warm my fragile body. The black bag and stripped box laid merely inches away from me.

I crawl to the bag for my body was now shaking.
I tear off the bag to reveal a beautiful dress. I gasped for I have never seen such a beautiful dress.
The blanket that was once wrapped around my body to keep me warm was now on the ground. I stood up with the dress, not taking my eyes off the beautiful dress.
beautiful rhinestones, the color of the dress, a deep red.
I cautiously put on the dress, as though if I make a wrong move, I shall hurt the dress. Once I put on the dress, I looked down, surely this dress wasn't mine, surely I wasn't wearing this dress. Surely I was only living in a dream!

The dress hung off my shoulders slightly, tucking at my torso and spreading out at my legs. The ruffles from the sleeves were a mere white, the fabric of the ruffles tickled my forearms.

I began to have a thought about my items in my basket, although I will not wear it in the presence of my master, I can still wear it when I am alone. I walk to my dirty dress, placing it to the side to grab my beautiful necklace and ring.
I pull out the mirror, which was the first thing I touched and set it to the side, I stared at myself in the mirror as I look for my items. I felt what felt as my ring and pulled it out without looking, sliding it on my left finger.
I reach into my basket once again and pull the necklace out, I look down at the necklace only to see that it is not the same necklace, it was actually quite small with a smaller diamond for a centerpiece.

This must be something I have yet to discover in my basket. Nevertheless, it still is beautiful.
I place it upon my neck and lift the mirror up to see how it looks on me. It looks quite exquisite, my eyes wander about the mirror until I  look at my hand, the ring, the ring I had put upon hand was not the ring I originally found! It was not the dragon's ring with the blue wisp instead, it had an emerald cut with a big diamond in the middle and many mini little diamonds surrounding that big diamond.

"This is simply not mine!" I almost yell as I stare at the ring.
I couldn't help myself but to open the basket again and look at more of my items. The last thing in the basket was a mere sheet of paper. I picked up the paper. On the paper were many letters.

I was taught to read and write by Callicus himself. He snuck and taught me how and I practice writing with water. So the letter was nothing but simple to me.
It read

"My Dearest Isabella,
I first want to start off by complimenting your beauty. For you do not know you're true beauty. Once I have found out how to get you out of  that wicked home, we shall run away and I will help you get stronger, so you know you're real worth, once you come, there are many people awaiting for your arrival, and now that you are now old enough, I can finally help you. We shall meet again soon until then, enjoy this basket of gifts and the ring, I do hope you have put it on.
Happy birthday to you as well
                                                Love,
                                                        Prince

This letter confused me a lot. Who is this Prince guy? For he knows my name and my situation.
Stronger...What does he mean by that?
And what's a Birthday?
I pondered, holding onto the paper with a strong grip.

"Isabella!" My name was suddenly called. I gasped as I quickly put away all of my items, and covering my basket with my dirty dress. I quickly open the striped box, as my master shouts my name once again, only his voice sounded a bit closer.

Was he coming to my room?

Fear swept over me. I quickly put on the black flats that was in the box as well as a black apron that I quickly tied around my body. As soon as I look around to make sure everything was in the correct form, my room door suddenly burst open and hits the wall behind it.
My heart did a black flip as I stood face to face with my master.

"I called you three times, why haven't you answer me?" My master yells angrily.

"My apologies sir Mochief"

"Come now, my mother is awaiting for you upstairs and she would like to meet you." my master says.

Meet me?
I slowly let out a relieved sigh, for my master didn't catch me in act of doing something I shouldn't be doing.
I overlap my hands over one another when suddenly I felt something lumpy upon my left arm.
I look down and gasp, for I forgot to take off my ring!
Surely I will get punished if my master sees this. I may possibly never take another step again.