The Change

chapter 3

“Stella!” Somebody whisper yelled in my ear.    

    “Please, please wake up!” A new voice said and it sounded like who ever it was close to tears.

    “Come on babe, we need a plan outta here!” The first voice said.

    Suddenly everything from last night came back to me and I shoot up in the cot I was in. I ignored what Cassie and Rayshay started blabbing about as soon as I opened my eyes. I should be dead. I knew that one of my ribs broke and went into my lung last night. As I looked my self over nothing was wrong with me. There wasn’t even a scratch or a bruise on my.

    It wasn’t a dream was it? No, If this was a dream I would have woken up in my nice warm bed, Cassie wouldn’t be crying in my lap and Rayshay wouldn’t need an escape plan. With that thought I looked passed Rayshay to see were we where. The room was a pale gray color. There were three cots pressed against the back wall and that was it. There was no closet or a dresser and the cots only had one pillow and one blanket on each of them. There was only one door which was surprising most vampires would have put a secret hole in the ceiling to climb in and out of.

    I crawled passed Cassie and Rayshay off of the cot. As I made it over to the door, I almost broke down. A door with a lock I could have picked and regular wooden door we could have busted down, but this door had no lock or even a doorknob and was made out of metal. I sagged against the door feeling defeated and angry. At my despair I finally started to pay attention to what my friends were saying.

    “Stell…Stella please say something” Rayshay pleaded with me,” please give me something anything. You weren’t in here when we woke up a day ago, then about twelve hours ago this man came and laid you on the bed and just walked out! And now you won’t even talk to me!”

    I looked away from Rayshay over to Cassie who had completely given up trying to talk. She was curled up in a ball on the floor by the cot sobbing. Her once perfectly curled fiery red hair was now tangled and matted down with dried blood. Her clothes just like the rest of ours hung off of her dainty body like rags. I slowly dragged my feet to her and sat down beside her and picked her up and sat her in my lap. As I stroked her hair I felt Rayshay come over and sit down then she laid her head down onto my shoulder and started to cry too. They were shaking my body with the force of their tears. My eyes burned and my chest ached with the lose of my family but the teas wouldn’t come.

    “He’s an original!” I said after their crying had quieted down some. I felt both of their bodies tense up. After about five more minutes their tears finally stopped completely. I guess what I said was finally starting to sink in because their heart beats picked up and they looked at me with wide fear filled eyes.

    “What does he want with us?” asked Cassie with her tear stained face buried deep in my lap.

     I knew exactly what he wanted but I couldn’t tell her. I know Cassie is the same age as me and everything but she is just so innocent and fragile. She doesn’t have they cold heartedness that Rayshay and I have been able to obtain over the years. So I just said that I didn’t know but everything was going to be ok and that we were all going to make it out ok. That seemed to clam her down and she fell asleep in my lap. I stood and set her down on the cot I slept on merely twenty five minutes ago. When I turned around Rayshay had her arms crossed and her shoulder length hair was sticking up in all directions, giving her a wild and untamed look. I knew she would know what Master would want from us. I’m just extremely grateful that she didn’t tell Cassie.

    “We need to talk about what happened last night and a couple of days ago.” She said blocking the pain and fear from her voice but not succeeding in blocking it from her honey colored eyes. I was the only one that could actually ever tell what she was really feeling once she put her guards up.