Trapped // h.s vampire ((ON HOLD))

Chapter 2: Needing Some Answers

Hey there! :D So this is chapter 2 I didn't get 5 votes. :c But I just feel like I need to add a second chapter, I typed all this out on Microsoft Word. And! All these ideas were mine, none were takin from anyone, they all came out of my own head. :D ~Abby

Chapter 2: Needing Some Answers

I awoke to a familiar face. My attacker. The same curly hair, same features, but his eyes were an emerald green. I tried moving but I felt an arm grab my forearm.

“Shh. Stay calm, you’re still healing.” A man with a quiff said with brown hair and brown eyes. I felt almost safe around him, he’s probably a prisoner here as I am.

“Liam.” I heard my attacker say, so his name is Liam. It suits him. My attacker glared at him. He instantly left. Leaving me and... Him. Alone.

“Now, tell me your name love.” He moved in closer to me. Trying to intimidate me. Well. Was he ever wrong. I’m not going to be intimidated by him. “No.” I said firmly. His face changed from a smirk to a frown.

“Don’t be difficult with me. I can kill you within seconds.” His eyes turned red again as he moved closer and our faces were almost touching. I felt my strength come back, I could move my legs again. Along with my arms.

I jumped out of the bed and ran toward the door but he was in front of me again. Standing in front of the door.

He slammed me against the door, him centimetres away from my face. His hand wrapped itself around my neck, making the pain left over from last night even worse.

“You’re not leaving this room. Don’t even think about doing that again.” He said sternly with his eyes glowing crimson red. I grasped my hands on my neck where his hands were grabbed on tightly, sucking the air out of me.

“P- Please let go. I- I can’t breathe.” He said nothing; he moved closer and asked once more. “What is your name sweetheart?” “St- Stephanie.” I managed to squeeze out of the last breaths I had, he finally let go. I held on to my throat rubbing the spot he held and gasped for air.

“There, that wasn’t so hard, now was it?” He said with an evil smirk. What an ass hole. I just want to smack that smirk right off his beautiful face. Wait? Did I just say beautiful face? EW! NO! He is your attacker Stephanie! What the hell?! Ugh.

“Mood swing much.” I said to myself. I can’t believe vampires are real. I’ve always imagined them to be just horror stories for children to go to bed early. Turns out I was wrong.

“Are you going to stop staring off into space anytime soon?” I heard him say, hey, I never got his name... Hmm.

“I was just thinking, so, mind your own business.” I said and rolled my eyes, “Since you know my name, I should know yours. Since you were such in a hurry to know my name, what is your name, mister perfect?” I said with a smirk. Ass hole better answer my question.

“First off. Loose the temper. It’s quite annoying.” Loose my temper? I thought, Fucking prick. “Second. My name is Harry.” He said turning away from me.

Hm. Harry is it? It suits him well. Sure he’s a dick head, and a bit of a drama queen. But honestly. I love the name.

“Thanks.” He said facing me with a smirk. Wait what?! I didn’t say that out loud did I? “No darling. I can read minds. And do other things.” His smirk grew bigger as he said those last words. What does he mean other- Oh right. Might as well ask him since he can read my mind anyways...

“Wh- What do you mean other things?” I said a little worried. “Oh you’ll figure that out soon.” Honestly. That worried me, I didn’t know what he could do. Well technically speaking, I do know what he can do. But. You get what I’m saying.

“I’d like an apology Stephanie.” He said with only a pinch of anger, not much, but you could tell he was mad about something.

“For what?” I said confused. What did I do this time?! “What. You don’t remember? Calling me a prick?”

Oh yeah... I did didn’t I? Heh.. Well... I guess I should if I don’t want to get hurt again, I mean, he can be quiet scary sometimes. “Oh. Uh. Sorry. I- I didn’t-” I was cut off by Harry when he picked me up bridal style. What the actual hell is going on. “Harry? What are you doing? I- I was apologising... Didn’t you hear?” I said as calm as possible not trying to have an ‘attitude’.

Harry didn’t say anything, he just held in his arms. Hugging me. At this point I’m quite confused. I was expecting him to say something like ‘Damn right you’re sorry.’ But no. He just.. Hugged me. And I must say. Tightly. But not so tight that I couldn’t breathe. Almost like if you haden’t seen someone in a long time.

“Harry? Are you ok?” I asked concerned. This guy has some mood swing issues. First he’s furious with me, and now he’s caring? I need some sort of explanation.

Harry placed me down carefully staring into my eyes. “Let’s go meet the others shall we?” He said happily taking my hand guiding me downstairs.

“Guys!” Harry yelled. Let’s see if I can get some answers from these people. I hope I can, otherwise, this is going to be a very confusing time.

Hey there guys! :D I hope you like chapter 2, not many people have read this yet. BUT! I love this story so much, I know that sounds stupid, but I personally love it. :3 Anyways, I hope you guys liked this chapter, it is sort of short but I love it. :D <3 ~Abby