CHAPTER ONE

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I wake up to the sun shinning in my eyes and my window slightly open. I glumly get up to close my curtains, "who opened my damn curtains" I mutter to myself as I lay back down into my bed, just as I cover myself with my sheet theres a knock at the door, "Open up princess, its your birthday, you know what we need to do today" the maid states through the door, "I've already told my parents that I'm not doing it" I mutter, "sorry?" She replies unable to hear me. I get out of my bed fixing my oversized shirt, now annoyed that I'm awake, I head over to my door, "prince-" I interrupt her by opening the door, " I said that I already told my parents that I'm not going", she notices my appearance, "o-oh, sorry but there demanding you go" she says quietly looking down, I sigh "Okay ill be ready in 10", she looks back up at me, I show a soft smile, she nods and walks away leaving me to get ready.

I close my door and make my way to my bathroom, I wash my face with cold water, I look at myself in the mirror, I hate looking at myself "ugh". I brush my long medium brown, slightly curly hair and put it into a messy bun then brush my teeth and go back to my room. I open my dresser and grab out my outfit, bleach washed blue ripped jeans with a black belt, a black faux turtle neck with a silver chain and lock, along with a pair of black boots. I look at myself in the mirror I actually look alright "hmm", I smile and walk out to the living room where the maid is waiting, "where are my parents?" I ask looking around, "there already waiting is the car Miss" she replies, "oh, okay, Ill go then" I state, she stops me "what about food?" She asks pointing to the plate of food on the bench, I look at it then back at her "not hungry, thanks though" I say before rushing out to the car to my parents.

I reach the car and open the backseat door, I get in and slam it shut, both my parents look at me, my Dad shakes his head, Mum just sits there as dad starts the car and begins to drive. "I told you guys I don't want to do this" I state grumpily, My dad looks at me in the rear view mirror "you know why we want you to Vanessa" , I scoff "why, you don't want me to get hurt? Huh? Your never home, you don't even care about me, you just don't want people to think less of YOU!" I raise my voice, he glares at me "don't talk like that to me Vanessa" , I scoff and cross my arms, pressing the button to roll up the separation window between the front and back seats. I put in my earphones and go onto TikTok, I check my profile "800 followers, 3000 views and 20 likes..." I'm not surprised, look at me. I get off of TikTok and go into Spotify, I put on a playlist called '2010-2013 Playlist' and relax, Life was so much better then.

A few minutes later we arrive at our destination, I get out of the car still annoyed at my parents, they follow. We walk past a sign on the way into the building, it said 'Bloodsucker Slave Camp' , I shiver looking at it, not because the place is filled with bloodsucker but because I'm being forced to chose one. We make out way to the front counter, and my parents talk to the man, a few seconds later I'm called over, I roll my eyes and walk up to the counter, the man looks at me and puts his hand out as if I could read his mind, "what?" I ask, "ID" he replies bluntly, I make an 'oh' face and give him my ID, I guess he's checking my age to see if its actually my birthday. He looks at me then back at my ID, then back at me "ok, go in". We go into this other room thats pretty dark but I can still kinda see. Another man comes in and leads us into an even bigger room, in looks like an auction room but less fancy, it honestly kind of gross. We are directed to some seats and end up waiting there for 20 minutes.

When the lights on the stage come on I hear my dad mutter "finally", I roll my eyes and slip lower in my seat. A loud voice comes over the speakers "S-N1" and a boy who seems to be around 16 comes onto the stage with chains on his wrists and ankles, This is dicusting. The man over the loud speaker gives information about him then the boy leaves the stage and the next one comes out, this happens over and over, at one point I just stoped watching and went on my phone, until, I hear someone yell out "fuck of , I would rip your head of if I could reach", I look over to the stage to see the slave on stage having a temper tantrum and, I'm not going to lie it was pretty funny, suddenly the slave groans and falls to the ground, he groans in pain, I gasp and go to stand up to help, my Mum stops me. I sit back down and hear my dad say "Im going to get that one so I can punish him", I swear I almost vomited from disgust, I really dislike my dad sometimes, I dont understand how he can say things like that. After that there are a few more slaves but I don't pay attention, either way I don't want to be here or 'have one' and Im not planning to.

After the lights go off on stage we are led back out to that smaller room, the man asks "which would you like?" , I go to speak and say none, but my dads cuts me off "she would like S-N12", the man nods and leaves through a door, "what-" I go to speak up to my dad but once again my Mum stops me, I sigh and ask her "which one was that?" But before she can answer the door opens and the man walks out being followed by none other than the one dad wanted to punish. My eyes widen as I analyse the guy in front of me, he looks like he could be 18 but I know he's older, he's pretty tall, probably 6ft maybe even more, he has dark brown messy hair thats probably around ear length and parted in the middle, he has an... interesting outfit on but I doubt he's had a new outfit in a while, he's fairly pale but not as pale as I thought a bloodsucker would be, I cant really see his eyes as he's looking away from me. He just looks like a normal human, but he isn't, he's a vampire.

The man and my dad talk for a while before we leave, with the... slave, ugh I hate that word . We all get into the car, mum and dad in the front like before, and me and... S-N12, in the back. Dad starts the car and begins to drive home, I look out the corner of my eye at the guy next to me, he's in chains, they look like they really hurt too..., "ahem" he clears his throat, I look up and realise he's looking at me, I must have been staring , "oh, um, sorry" I say moving my gaze from him to my phone. The drive home had a weird atmosphere and was dead silent, at least I'm pretty sure it was, I was listening to music. When we actually got home you bet I was the first to get out of the car, followed by my mum, dad then S-N12. Dad practically pulled him out of the car too, I wanted to yell at him, I don't understand, does he not think about the fact that they still have feelings even if the are vampires? Its annoying.

I storm inside before my dad can talk to me or tell me to do something. I sit on the couch in the lounge room and wait for them to come inside. A couple of seconds later they all enter, one of them being forced. My dad walks over to me with S-N12 while my mum walks to the kitchen, I look at my dad with my arms crossed , "I know you didn't want this Vanessa but this is what needed to happen so-", I interrupt "so that the government doesn't send agents out here and force me to give them my blood because I've turned 18 and they can? Yeah I know, you've told me before" I say rolling my eyes, "then were at an agreement" he states, "what? " I reply, "that this Bloodsucker here S-N12, is your slave, and protector." He says pointing to S-N12, I stand up "I never agreed to that! You know how I feel about this whole situation!" I argue, "so he can be my slave?" He asks, I remember when he said in the viewing... I don't want him to do that. Maybe I can tell dad I agree but not actually make him do anything or hurt him. "fine. Ill keep him. But not for you" I reply, "okay then, ill leave him with you" he says as he walks toward the front door where mum is waiting "wait. Where are you going ?" I ask, "me and your mother will be going on a business trip meeting some colleges for a few days" he says before blaming the door shut. "oh... okay then, um... happy birthday to me...".


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