Mated to the Vampire King

Chapter II

Author's Note

What's up guys?

Here's the second chapter to Mated to the Vampire King!

I actually wrote this chapter in advance, just in case something came up that wouldn't allow me to write for some time.

...and would you look at that, it actually came in handy for once!

The song posted above is just a song that i've been listen to a lot lately, because I really enjoy her voice. I would recommend checking out her other songs.

The picture is of Alex Pettyfer, who plays Roman Maximus.

I hope you all enjoy! Please comment, vote, and follow!

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The alarm clock pulls me from the dreamland once again, with its incessant beeping.

The clock reads 7:00 AM, when I slam my hand blindly on the alarm clock. I miss a few times, but finally manage to shut it off.

The sun creeps through the drapes over the window, leaving a sliver of light on the comforter.

I roll over onto my side, inspecting Jessie. Once again, she looks as peaceful as ever, as if she had never had a worry in her life. If I had a choice, I would make that happen. Such an innocent girl shouldn't have to go through what she has, even if she was too young to recall.

I poke her freckled nose with my pointer finger, and whisper;

"Come on sleepyhead, time to get up."

She stirs for a moment, then stops once again.

"Jessie, wake up."

I stand up and walk to the edge of the bed. Her small feet are sticking out from the covers, and an idea comes to mind. I tickle her feet and toes, waiting for any type of reaction.

Man, she sleeps like a rock.

Eventually, I give up, and walk to her room. After picking out an outfit for her, I make my way to the kitchen to begin preparing breakfast for us both.

Looking through the barren cupboards, I made note to run to the grocery store after work. Popping two Eggo waffles into the toaster, I pour a cup of juice and place out the syrup and butter on the counter.

Quickly slipping back into my room, I throw on my standard work uniform, black pants and shirt. Glancing over at the bed, I notice that Jessie is no longer there. Panicking, I run out the door.

"Jessie! Where are you?"

No reply. I run to her room, throwing open the door. The room is empty and untouched, her outfit laying out on the bed.

"Jessie?"

I jog out to the living room, where the lazy girl resides. Laying on the floor with a blanket wrapped around her head, she lays with an empty plate.

Well, I see she already ate.

With the syrup and butter still residing on the counter, it seems as if she had eaten both of the waffles plain.

"You scared the shit out of me! You can't do that."

"Addie, calm down. I literally only came out here to eat."

"I yelled for you multiple times, why didn't you ever think to, I don't know, answer me?"

She glanced up and me, before rolling her eyes, and setting her head back on the floor, whispering;