Chapter 12
Cleo’s POV
I didn’t sleep at all that night. I was afraid that if I slipped back into sleep that I fall again. I wasn’t particularly bothered by my lack of sleep though, I had plenty to think about to keep myself occupied.
I kept replaying the look on Chace’s face before he turned from me. What was wrong with him? Why would I lie about such a thing? It was then that I realised that I couldn’t trust anyone here. I thought I was really getting through to him. I thought that we could get along but I was completely wrong about him. I suppose it was better that I found out now, before I started really trusting him to the point that I thought we were friends.
I brought my knees up to my chest wrapping my arms around them to hold them in place. Wincing at the pressure on my broken arm but not being bothered enough to care. I buried my head in my knees and began rocking myself back and forth.
“Stay awake, stay awake. Don’t fall asleep Cleo.” I chanted to myself.
I had been awake for a few hours when the sunlight seemed through my window.
“Morning, finally.” I sighed.
Today was going to be different. I wasn’t going to be the weak human that everyone underestimated. I was going to follow orders, I would no longer let anyone in, my life would remain my life & no one else would know anything of me or my past. I would put up a wall around my heart and nothing would get in. This was going to be fun (note the sarcasm).
Chace’s POV
I didn’t sleep for long that night. I had tuned into Cleo’s room so all I could hear was her light breathing & her repetitive chanting. She was petrified of falling asleep again. I knew that what had happened in her nightmare wasn’t a lie, but that’s all it was, a nightmare. She was being silly, she would get over it.
I listened to her heart beat, it was slow & shaky. There were times that her heartbeat would speed up & other times where it was so slow I had thought even for a moment that her heart had stopped completely. If only I could hear what she was thinking but even touching her I couldn’t hear a thing. My mind reading usually worked. The only people it didn’t affect were the royal family, demons & now Cleo. Why? I didn’t know.
After about an hour of hearing “Stay awake, stay awake. Don’t fall asleep Cleo.” I drifted into sleep. Only dreaming of tomorrow & how much my attitude towards her would have affected Cleo.
I woke up to my sister’s face leaning over me.
“Rise & shine Chacey boy!”
I shoved her away from my face.
“GO. A.WAY!” I spread it into syllables to make my annoyance very clear to her.
Before I had the chance to roll over and go back to sleep my blanket was torn off of me, leaving my bare chest exposed to the cold. I had taken if off after Cleo soaked it in her tears. I smelt like her, I liked it but the moisture was uncomfortable & I wasn’t bothered to put another shirt on.
“Now get up so the human can make your bed.”
I shot up in bed.
“Cleo? What happened to the maid?”
“I gave her the day off, you have that human for a reason. I say we work her like the dog she is.”
My blood began to boil at the cruel things Lydia was saying about Cleo but I wasn’t supposed to care so I just shrugged.
“Whatever, now get out so I can get dressed.”
She skipped out of her room feeling very proud of herself.
I shuffled over to my drawer & pulled out some faded blue jeans & a black muscle shirt that hugged my body perfectly. I slipped on my black converse & slid down the railing of the stairs.
I trudged into the kitchen where Lydia was waiting for me with some scrambled eggs& orange juice.
“Eat up sunshine.” She said the eggs in front of me and handing me a fork.
“Why so happy?” I asked her extremely curious as to what about today had made her so excited.
“I have a lot planned for that human today, she isn’t even going to know what hit her.”
“She has a broken arm Lydia.”
“And? Your point? I want her to suffer.” She smirked at me, evil in her eyes.
I was actually afraid for Cleo, but if my plan was to work I had to be just a careful with Cleo as Lydia was. How careful was that? Short answer, not very.
Cleo walked into the kitchen and Lydia handed her an apple. Cleo fumbled but caught it.
“This is all you get till lunch.”Lydia stated “Quick eat up, we have a lot to do today.” I saw the fear and pain in Cleo’s eyes as Lydia grabbed her broken arm & pulled her out of the kitchen.
Cleo’s POV
I didn’t look back until the kitchen door had swung closed behind me following through hitting me in the back of the head. I ignored it thought because it didn’t hurt as much as the death grip that Lydia had on my injured wrist. I wasn’t going to falter though. I had to be strong. I had to prove myself worthy of respect & acting like a weak mortal was not going to get it to me.
I yanked my hand out of her tight grip when I felt one of the shards of bone move. I killed like hell & a gasped as I felt a burning feeling in my cheek. Lydia slapped me, what the hell. I wasnt being rude I was just trying to save my broken arm from being injured further but I guess this is what happens when you get mixed up with vampires. Vampires are and always will be the most unjust creatures to walk the earth.
She grabbed my arm one again & pushed me into a rather larger room full of boxes.
“Sort this all out.” She smiled at me, at that second I knew this wasn’t going to be easy.
“But how?”
Before she could answer the door was closed & I was left in darkness.
I walked carefully my good hand out in front of me so I didn’t bump into anything. My method of being careful didn’t work.
“Crap.” I whispered as a box fell on the ground breaking whatever was inside it on impact.
I slid along the walls feeling up and down until I found something that resembled a light switch. As soon as I flicked it up light flooded the room & I saw that there were shelves all along the walls. ON either side there were little signs.
On one side ‘positive’ and on the other ‘negative’. What in the world was this place? I twirled around in the room familiarising myself with everything to make sure there was nowhere for something to hide in and scare me later. It was really cold in there, almost like a huge walk in freezer, but not cold enough to freeze anything i didn't think. Just to keep them cold.
As I walked past the box that I accidentally knocked over I felt a squelching under my feet. I lifted my foot to see a thick red goo dripping from my shoe & running across the floor from the over turned box. I slowly lifted the box & took a peek inside. In it were smashed jars with labels stained in what was in them. A positive. I knew that instant what I was sorting out. I was sorting our blood.
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