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sorri i have been busy with hw of course but here's a chap and i made it super long cuz i kno Blinkers8a wanted them longer hehe : D
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*Claire's PoV *
It was super quiet while I was washing the dishes. Usually there was a few shuffling of feet and a bit of mumbling, but there was no noise at all. I turned around to see what was going on. When I opened the door and saw only Damien I tried to close it, but he called for me. Why me dammit?! I turned to face him.
"Yes Master Damien?" I faked a smile.
He stood up and began to walk over to me with a smile etched on his face. My instant reaction was to cower away.
"Take your shoes off."
I instantly got scared and began to shake nervously. I thought he was going to take me back to the basement. I couldn't move. I was too scared.
He raised an eyebrow.
"Do I have to repeat myself?"
Before I could answer he bent over and wrapped his hand around my ankle. While he pulled I let out a squeal as I fell ass first on the dark wooden floor. I tried to move, but he kwpt me locked in place while he began to take my converses off.
He looked down at my swollen red cuts.
"Do they hurt?" His voice was absent of all emotion.
He was planning something I could tell. I didn't answer.
He made a small irritated growl.
"I'm guessing they do. I saw they way you have been wobbling around and you want to know something?"
"What?" I finally said.
He smirked.
"Keep disobeying me and you won't last much longer. You're. causing yourself this pain and you will be the cause of your parents' deaths. Now-"
" I haven't done anything wrong!" I whined wiping my tears away.
Truth was, I really didn't do /anything/ to him. I guess this one was Mitri's fault. He should have just let him bite me and maybe this wouldn't be happening now. I just couldn't control my anger.
"You're an asshole. I HATE you."
As soon as I said that I covered my mouth. Damien only gave a wide grin as he firmly pressed his fingers into my cuts. I screamed.
"Good then you'll hate me even more. Stand up!"
When he released his grip I did as I was told. Thanks to my big mouth I could tell I was in major trouble.
*Damien's PoV *
This girl enraged me more than anything on the planet. I've been around for a long time and still she annoys me to the bone. Oh, Mitri was so lucky he made me promise.
'Promise me you won't hurt her.' I mocked.
I didn't like breaking promises and he used that against me. That just wasn't my style anyway. I've always liked keeping my promises even when I was a human and now I regretted it. I wanted to rip her to shreds, but oddly a part of me didn't. Lately she was the only thing on my mind invading my every thought. I needed to get some space from her. She made me feel "strange".
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The Slave of a Vampire (PLZ Wait to read changing to 3rd person +editing :))
VampireClaire's life had been lonely, but at least she was alive and safe from the most demonic person out there, the Vampire King Damien. Well the place where Claire lives is one where human slavery exists so ever since she was born her parents kept her h...
