Thriller (A Pete Wentz Vampire Story)

Waking Up In Paradise

I awoke to the sound of a furnace buzzing and hushed murmurs coming from nearby. My memory was rather scarce but the voice in my head assured me that I was where I was supposed to be. As I sat up to examine my surroundings, I saw that I wasn't alone.

"Amber," spoke a thin girl sternly with no expression as her eyes glanced up from the floor and fixated themselves onto me. She stood promptly at the edge of the bed. She was very attractive; shoulder-length brown hair that graced her flawless cheekbones. She was small, not much taller than me, but she was very slender, despite the petite size. Her skin was like marble, shining exquisitely in the brief light that shone through the window. Her complexion was white, for the most part, but possessed a human-like blush to such an inhumanly beautiful appearance.

But aside from her beauty, the area around her nourished a levitating aura of discomfort. Nervously, she shifted her eyes towards the doorway, where I saw that three guys watched curiously with caution, as the girl whipped her head towards them and yelled, "Andy..Joe... I advise you to leave before one of you gets hurt...Patrick, you may stay."

The boys skittered away except one, who looked rather distinct with his funny hat and sideburns as he shuffled forward and stood next to the mystical stranger. She sighed and turned her focus on me, her eyes having some weird mind effect that held my attention towards her against my own will. It was then when I felt a tingle across my entire body as my eyes took notice of her barely visible fangs and shimmering hazel eyes.

"Do you remember anything?" she asked pleasantly despite he intimidating nature. Dumbfounded, I stuttered, "W-who are you and how do you know my name? How did I get here?"

She shut her eyes and answered, "I'm positive that this will all make sense to you in short time. My name is Jess and this is Patrick," while pointing to the boy beside her, who stared vigilantly, seeming utterly fascinated by me. It made me feel awkward. It makes me wonder what a lab rat must feel like...

After looking down and realizing that I was wearing someone else's clothes, I stubbornly demanded, "Explain to me exactly how I got here!"
Jess crinkled her nose and began to retort some snide remark when Patrick flailed and covered her mouth, asking, "What's the last thing you remember doing?"

I sat back down and thought about it. I remembered a brief quote that informed me of the mission but I wasn't exactly sure how I was supposed to pull it off. William didn't tell me anything. He just simply said, "Operation infiltrate secret headquarters."

But what did that mean?!

After minutes of arguing with my confusion, I huffed out, "I was attacked by a group of vampires in an alley."

Patrick stared peculiarly before asking, "Do you remember anything before that?"

"I was supposed to meet with my brother," I stumbled half-truthfully, skimping on the details, "for lunch."

Patrick nodded and rambled, "I see...well, that's all we need to know! Feel free to make yourself at home here while we isolate th-"

"Wait a second! What makes you think I'm going to stay here? I'm going home," I interrupted as I stood up abruptly, only to fall back down onto the bed due to the unbearable pain I'd caused to my immobilized ankle. Whimpering on the bed, I shot Patrick a long hard glare.

Patrick's eyes widened and he argued, "We saved your life!"

Jess held him back from getting too worked up as she stepped forward sending a gaze my direction. My skin hardened and my body could no longer move within my control. I was frozen in place as she explained, "Look, we can't let you leave. You're in a secret location that cannot be exposed to anybody. Besides, we found the stake in your book bag. You knew about those vampires! Who do you work for and why were you attacked by that specific group?"