Master?

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Colt's POV-

  She shot up gasping at my side. Fear covered her face and she held on the the couch as if her life depended on it. "W-Where am I-I?" Her voice was barely audible and it shook furiously.  

"I found you in the woods and took you to my room." I explained.

"Y-Your a v-vampire!" She jumped back and off the couch.

Note to self: She's flexible and agile. "Yes, I am and you are my new pet." I smiled.

"N-no, s-stay away f-f-from m-me!" She held her tiny arm out as if it would stop me.

Using my super speed I ran behind her. "Boo." I whispered in her ear.

She yelped, but before she could jump away I grabbed her by her waist. A soft sob left her lips and that made me laugh.  "So fragile." I whispered to her tightening my grip on her waist.

"P-please don't hurt me." Her voice was soft and broken.

"I make no promises. Stay here while I go get some stuff." I let her go and left the room.

Rose's POV-

As he left my courage came to me. I snooped around till I found a laptop. Finding YouTube I turned on 'Welcome to the club now, by Nightcore.' As the base bumped I began to dance to the steady beat of the music. Spinning, dipping, twirling, and jumping as the song played made me feel free again. "I guess those dance classes really did pay off, Grandma." I smiled at the thought of my long gone Grandma.

"Yeah, I guess they did." The "Master" was standing in the doorway smiling.

"I-I'm sorry." I looked down at the floor.

"It's fine, you're a good dancer. Why'd you quit?" He asked.

"My Grandma died. Me dancing was her birthday gift to me. Then she died and no one would pay for them anymore." I felt my eyes well up with tears.

"If you want, once you gain a little weight, I'll pay for them." He smiled.

"Really?!" I looked at him in shock.

"Yes, It may pay off one of these days." He sat on his bed.

"Oh," I sat on the couch, "how so?" I asked.

"Like I said, you're a good dancer, Rose." My eyes widened when he said my name.

"H-How?" I gasped.

"I went through your bag when you were asleep." He said matter-of-factly.

I cocked my head to the side in confusion. "You brought my bag?" I questioned.

"Yes, I did." He laid back on his bed.

"Why?" I was really confused.

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