Hullerrr!! (Hello)
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So even though I promised myself I wouldn’t, I fell asleep on the couch.
For like 4 hours.
Four hours! In a Vampires living room! I could have been eaten, and I would have been dreaming about…never mind. Oh crap. Where’s the phone? Something vibrated under my butt. Oops. I turned it off, and put it in my bra. Then I rubbed my eyes, still feeling exhausted.
No sun streamed through the windows now. Seems like the sun looks like it put big, black blanket over itself, and the Moon took its place. I got up from the couch, and fixed my sweatpants. My body feels so achy….oh right, I was hanging from furry handcuffs not to long ago. I leaned back, getting tightness in my back. Turning to the right, then left, I cracked my back, extremely loud.
“Oh sh*t.” I whispered to myself, grabbing my back, and slowly walking to the marble grand stair case. “I feel old.”
I looked up, looking for the light source. A giant, beautiful chandelier is dimmed and hanging from the tall ceiling. Putting my hand on the rail, I walked up huge stairs. After I got past 30 steps I started to get a little winded.
Stop eating those greasy Double Cheeseburgers you fatass.
But they are SO good!
But so bad…
I got to stop talking to myself it’s getting creepy.
The marble steps are really cold, because my feet are currently in no shoes or socks. Plus they are in serious need of a manicure, or for someone to scrub them for 6 hours. I rubbed my arms, to get warm. Sweatpants and a t-shirt aren’t really that warm. Finally when I got to the top I looked back and forth, between two hallways.
Wait a minute…. I was told to go to the right…
The right hallway looked lighted, and happy, while the left hallway looked dark, and scary. As if someone would pop out of nowhere and digest you…
I shrugged. I’ll go left.
I padded down the cold floors, counting the torches that passed by. When I got too 30 I turned around to the staircase, which wasn’t there. Oh boy.
“Are you looking for something Miss Heart?” A familiar fancy voice said from behind me. I jumped and turned around.
I squinted my eyes evilly at him.“You….”
He squinted back. “Me…Alfred. My name is Alfred, and I am the Fane Butler.”
“What the heck is a Fane?”
“The Fane’s are a ancient Vampire royal family. I expected you to know that, since you are in their house,” he looked my up and down, “How did you manage to get out of the slave cell, then clean up so quickly?”
“Whoa hold it Buddy, first of all, I’m always this clean. Second of all, Adrian put me in there in the first place, then I escaped, and he hasn’t said anything about it. So I’m good.”
He frowned. “Who is this Adrian you speak of?”
“He’s tall, has brown hair in his face, blue eyes, invasive, can read minds, nasty, obnoxious, pain in the-“
“-my dear you just described Master Valentine.” He started to laugh.
Continuing to chuckle, I talked over him. “WHAT?? THIS WHOLE TIME HIS NAME WAS VALENTINE! THAT LITTLE-”
“Miss Heart! I urge you to be silent! This is the Royal wing!” He whispered loudly, making me cover my mouth and blush.
“Sorry!” I whispered back. “So he’s like, the Master here?”
“Yes, he is one of them. The Queen controls the house since she is more power full.”
I looked behind me down the hallway, then put my hands on my hips. “Alfredo, show me where Valentines room is.”
“My name is not Alfredo its Alfred and I cannot-“
I knew what his name was. “Alfred, show me where Valentines room is.” I interrupted, correcting myself.
“Master Valentine does not like-“
I got closer to him, making him cringe slightly. “Listen Alfred, I was stalked on my Birthday and had to work double shifts, witnessed someone bleeding everywhere, then Kidnapped, then threatened, and my best friend is probably dead! I was locked in two dungeons, now I'm pretending to be someone else,and frankly, I’m just going to snap any minute. So tell me where it is. Now.”
He straightened his collar, straightening up, but still not reaching my height. “Fine, follow me.” He clipped, turning around and taking a candle from the wall. He started to walk in front of me.
God what is up with these maze-like hallways! Someone could get lost! (Me) After walking for what seemed like miles, we finally got to a dark door. Alfred placed his hand on the handle.
“Once you step foot in this room Miss Heart, I cannot do anything to help you. He is my Master.” He turned to face me, “I cannot stress enough how you shouldn’t go in it, or touch anything. But you are a curious one.”
I put my hand on his shoulder, and smiled. He looked at my hand weirdly. “Alfred, don’t worry about me, I won’t touch anything,” I assured him.
He bowed his head and opened the door. “Then I wish you good luck, and goodnight,” I watched him walk down the hallway, until he completely disappeared.
I can still go back. I can still close the door and leave his room alone.
But then again…
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Now I’m not exactly bad ass. I mean yes, I’ve cheated on a math test, and a language arts test….and a Spanish test..... I’m a good girl! I’ve never gotten detention, and I only got spanked once as a child. (Accidentally said the F bomb to the family dog when he bit my toe.) I miss Fluffy by the way. Anyways, the point is I’m an Angel. But when someone shows me a sketchy room of a guy I hate, and tells me not to go in it or there will be consequences, I need to go in it. Why? Well because I know it will be fun, even if in the end I get ‘punished’.
Pushing the wooden door all the way, I stood in the hallway looking in. The room was completely dark. Without technically going into the room I reached around for a lights itch to the right. When it turned on, my mouth popped open.
Everything is black and red!
The first think I noticed was the huge king sized bed. That thing looks like a cloud! The comforter is black, and fluffy, and the pillows are red. It looks untouched, and calling to me.
“Hey Cassie,” I pointed to myself, “Jump on me bi*ch!” The bed yelled. See, it wants me to jump on it!
Never mind that the bed is talking to me. Let’s get on with the room description! I stuck my head into the room. The walls are red, the floor is carpeted black, and look really soft. Two doors are on both sides of the bed, probably a closet and a bathroom. And there’s a dresser against the wall that wants me to ruffle through it! Ugh this is torture... is that a gumball machine? The world slowly zoomed in the gumball machine. It’s right by the door too!
“Cassie like candy,” I mumbled, leaning into the room. My toes are still behind the line.
This is probably not going to end well. I reached over to the right, past the light switch, and waggled my hand out, trying to reach the gumball machine. I was holding onto the outer door trim with all my life.
Must….get….Gum-
“-AAAH!” Something furry rubbed against my leg making me fall on my face, onto the soft floor, of course knocking down the gum ball machine. It crashed to the floor, the glass shattering. My hair was now over my face, and the cell phone came out of my bra. “Well that was a fail.” I crawled into the room and kicked the door with my foot. It slammed shut with a loud bang.
Wow that was loud! Hope that didn’t wake up the blood suckers…
I reached over in the pile of glass and grabbed a gumball, polishing it with my shirt. It’s even blue my favorite! I chewed it happily, and looked around the room for other stuff to do.
Hmmm, time to trash this Fang Faces room. I took the phone off the floor, and set up the camera, turning the sound on high.
I ran around the shards of glass, to the dresser and opened the first draw, to find underwear. Oh my gosh he wears ‘Tighty Whities’! I pulled it out and stretched it, giggling, while taking a picture, then threw them on the floor along with boxers. The next draw had socks all nicely folded, not bunched up in a ball.
I blew a bubble, popping it loudly.
What a loser!
I took a picture, then rolled each pair of socks into a ball and put them back into the draw. Can’t get this whole room dirty now can we! Don’t want Mr. Spikes-in-my-pants to get angry.
I walked past the dresser to an expensive looking Stereo system, with a remote on top. Taking it off the Stereo, I put my hand on my chin and stared at it, then took a picture of it. What the heck do these buttons even mean! I pressed all of them, getting no response. Getting frustrated, I kicked the damn thing, finally making it turn on. Shakira’s “Hips Don’t Lie” song turned on, making me try and do the belly dancing thing. Anna always said I was great at doing it.
Anna.
I stopped dancing and stood in the middle of the room, in a trance. Anna…
Random pop music blared through the speakers. I shook myself, and then danced around the room singing the words I didn’t even know. Jogging to the door on the right of the bed, I opened it up to find a closet. I took out a blue sweater, and pretended to be ‘Valentine’ swishing my arms back and forth like I own the place.
I pushed the wall. “
I jumped on bed with the remote in my hand, during the guitar solo, pretending the remote was a Guitar.
I chewed my gum loudly the whole time. I have a problem with gum chewing.
Finally when the song ended, I turned off the stereo, with the power button on the remote, and then threw it on the carpet. I rolled over on the bed, facing a wooden nightstand. It has a black lamp on it, so I turned it on and took the pen and notepad on top of it. I drew a flipbook of a Cookie being eaten by a fat guy. When I finished I flipped through it in admiration, then put it back on the dresser. I then got off the bed and ran over to the main light switch by the front door, turning off, but still leaving the one lamp on.
I did a cartwheel on the carpet, then flopped back on the bed getting under the covers. A black Cat came out of nowhere and jumped on the bed with me.
I jumped a little, then reached out to pet it. Its eyes are a light green, and its fur a midnight black. It nuzzled its nose into my hand and meowed. I sat up, and tried to pick it up gently. It completely let me. I put the Kitty next to me and lay back on the pillow, petting it. It purred loudly.
Suddenly remembering what Adrian said, I mean Valentine, I took out my cell phone. There were five new text messages, and one voice mail. From 10 minutes ago. I put it to voice mail and typed in 1234. Hey that’s what I would use. It clicked and went to voice mail.
“You have, 1 new voice mail. First voice mail.”
My heart pounded a little. “Cassie, I ordered you to stay by the phone. Call me back before I get pissed off.” It clicked off. He ordered me?
Who the hell does he think he is?
I sighed and texted him.
Me: I know something you don’t know.
Him: Do you now?
Me: Yes, you’re going to get mad. So I’m not going to tell you.
Him: Call me, I won’t get mad.
Me: No.
Him: Call me
Me:NO.
Him: Call me…. I’ll just be a tad mad.
Me: We can do this all night, I’m not calling you. Or telling mwahaha!
Him: Tell me NOW.
I didn’t respond. I bit my lip. This isn’t going to end well. I put the phone down on the side the Cat wasn’t cuddling with. It beeped, so I had to look at it.
Him: Cassie.
Me: What?
Him: I’m coming home tomorrow. I’m in a horrible mood already, wouldn't want Fang Face to be furious. Remember, I have an excellent sense of smell…and taste.
Goodnight :)
Hmm, well that was disturbing, especially the smiley face. So basically I’m going to die tomorrow? And he implied he will smell me if I went in his room, and he will eat me.
What a great day!
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TAAA DURRR!!! HOW WAS THAT!!!
Bow chica wa waaaaa.
....chica wa waaaa.
FUNNY FACT:
Yeah that gumball thing with the blue one.... I always bang the machine and yellto get it... at Toys R Us! LOL
Don't ask me why I go there...