Sold as a Vampire Toy (will not be continued)

Sold as a Vampire Toy ~ Chapter 4

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Sold as a Vampire Toy Chapter 4

I cried myself to sleep that night.

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His hands held mine as I looked into his hazel brown eyes. We were standing in a pretty garden full of flowers. What we were doing here, I had no idea. But this moment was perfect. Just Joseph and me. His lips moved, and I heard the words that I had yearned for so long.

“Jennifer, I love you.”

I looked up, wondering what to say. “Joseph...” I wasn’t sure how I was going to say this. “I love you too. So much.”

Joseph smiled. “I knew it.” And with that, he cradled my face in his hands and bent down slowly.

Our lips..

“WAKEY WAKEY!” 

Woah what the hell just happened. I opened my eyes immediately, and saw a little girl of about 4 or 5 years old staring down on my face. She had brown wavy hair that fell on her shoulders, and the same hazel brown color in her eyes as Joseph. Joseph? Damn that was just a dream.

“Sister Jen, youre awake!!” she squealed.

Did she just call me sister? Okay now I really need to wake up.

“Come on, I wanna play!” she squealed again, tugging at my hands.  “Who are you?” I asked, still in a daze. She pouted. “Phoebe, that’s my name. Brother Arthur said I could play with you. So lets go!”

I got up reluctantly as we went out of the room. We bumped into Arthur when we were in the hallway. He whispered something into Phoebe’s ears and she went away happily, leaving me alone with Arthur. Shit, I thought. “Come here,” Arthur pulled my hand, leading me into his room again. I sat down on his bed. He took out some stuffs from his wardrobe and spoke. “It’d be boring if you were just my toy. So I decided.. Youre my maid now. Wear your uniform and report to the kitchen.”

Arthur threw an incredibly cheesy maid outfit and shoes at me. I managed to catch it, which was kinda surprising. Before I could even argue, he left the room, chuckling to himself. Dammit, I cursed. I examined the maid outfit. Holy fuck, it was worse than I thought.

It was black and white, and the top was like a corset. The skirt was like an apron and I wouldn’t have minded if it weren’t for the fact that it reached mid-thigh. Thankfully there was a pantyhose, but it only went up to my knees. The shoes. Ohmygawd. They were heeled boots, with shoelaces. And they were hot piink (woo!). How the fuck was I supposed to work in them? I changed in his room, not bothering to lock the door. I decided to tie my hair and headed out to the bathroom to get a hair tie and comb.

I tied my hair in a French braid, leaving my bangs straight down. I stared at my reflection in the mirror awhile, suddenly thinking of my family. Oh God. How were they coping? And Stephanie too. My best friend. That fateful night when I went home alone from her birthday party… I sighed, getting up. I would go home one day. Or at least call my family and let them know that Im okay. I guess…