The One That Got Away

Chapter 2

Jennifer's POV.

I woke up because of the sun beaming right on my face.

I was in my bedroom. O.O

Well, Alex brought me here but why?

He shouldn't be doing this to a slave.

He should be treating me bad and he should be abusing me.

Anyways, who knows what's going to come for me?

I know there's something that will happen that will hurt me so much.

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It's already 5:00 am so I have 2 hours to prepare.

Alex told me to be awake and ready at exactly 7:00 a.m. for my daily chores.

So, I walked to the bathroom and took a bath.

I wore something comfy which Alex told me that I could wear.

He also told me to wear shorts everyday.

Weird.

Anyways, I went down and started to cook Alex's breakfast.

When I opened the refrigerator, there's many bag of blood on the refrigerators door.

When I was about to touch it, a wind gushed behind me and someone tapped my hand.

"Do not touch those," Alex said.

I was shocked which made me jump.

"Oh. I-I'm really sorry. I don't mean to. I was about to cook your breakfast," I said.

He rolled his eyes and walked off.

He's so bipolar.

Little did she know, that the food she is cooking is for her and Alex is going to be feeding on her.

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"Alex! The breakfast is ready!" I called out to him.

I turned back to the counter to get the plates and when I turned around, he's already there.

Everything's weird.

"I uhm, here's your food," I said as I set the plates on the table.

He gave me an evil grin and his eyes went to bloodshot red.

"A-Alex. W-what's g-going on?" Before I could say the last word, he stood up and walked towards me and planted his fangs on my neck.

"A-Alex! Stop! Please! You're hurting me!" I tried to push him away but he's just so strong.

I felt myself becoming weak and dizzy maybe it's because of the loss of blood.

He finally pulled away and his eyes went to black from red.

He licked his lips and said, "Yum."

I fell on the floor and blacked out.

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Alex's POV.

I admit, my slave is sexy this morning.

Suddenly, a nerve told me that something is messing with my things.

I ran to the kitchen where my senses are telling me and saw Jennifer almost touching the blood bags.

"Do not touch those," I said.

She was shocked which made her jump.

"Oh. I-I'm really sorry. I don't mean to. I was about to cook your breakfast." She said.