Vampires Blood Pet

Chapter 2

I did not sleep much last night, they brought a new girl in, the clock on the wall said ten forty five and all she was doing was crying and screaming. Now I understand that she was scared, I even tried to talk to her. To try to calm her down but she would not stop crying enough to even talk back.

I know they did not bring her straight here without classes, and I am not trying to be insensitive, it's just we all have to go through this and she had to have known about all this before being brought here.

I am just grumpy from lack of sleep, I guess.

"Alright, girls. We are about to have a visitor. We need to go over the rules. She is coming to pick out a few girls for the college she works at. Her name is Head Mistress Carleen," the pet Mistress says as she flicks the lights on in the shop, causing my eyes to start to burn. "This is very important. The school that she works at is the top school for young vampires. Important families."

The things we once knew was incorrect, vampires can have children. They age and grow up until the age of twenty five and then they stop aging forever.

"I want to make sure that you all know the rules before she gets here. This is a very important opportunity for me. If she is satisfied with the pets I provide her with, she could spread the word and my shop may become famous." The pet mistress hissed softly, a grin forming on her lips at the thought.

Yeah, famous for beating us.

My body would be covered in marks if she would not be forcing us to drink her blood. Vampire blood heals you, and masters do not like for their pets to have marks on them before they do the marking.

It's sick but that is the life of a vampire blood pet.

What they also do not tell you is that vampire blood can get addictive. If you drink the same vampires blood for so long you start to crave it, I know it is weird but a lot of things we know about vampires is not true.

Garlic does nothing to them.

They can see themselves in mirrors and in pictures.

They can also eat human food, they just need blood to survive.

Stakes to the heart will not kill them, you have to drain them of their blood, nothing else will do it.

Anyone that has ever been to a pet store would know what we have in here, along with us pets. The masters can buy everything they need for us here, you do not even know half of what kind of sick s**t they make some of their pets do.

One time a girl was brought by a female vampire and the woman had also purchased puppy pee pads, like for damn dogs.

I could not even imagine what she had that poor girl doing.

Ever since that happened, I prayed that I would not get a master that would make me use the bathroom on a dog pad.

That would be too embarrassing.

"What is the first rule?" The pet mistress asked as she came to stand in front of our cages, a bag of bread inside her arms.

"Do not speak unless spoken to." We all said, together.

"Very good girls," she says happily, as she starts to toss each of us a slice of bread into our cages.

We should all know the rules by now. Everytime someone special comes over to look us over, we go through the same routine.

She makes sure we all know the rules, she does not want us to give her pet shop a bad name.

"Now the second rule?" She asked, closing the bread bag up and twirled in around. I guess we are only allowed one slice for breakfast today, usually she gives us two.

She says that masters do not like fat pets, we are not allowed to be over one hundred and ten pounds which is utterly ridiculous. Not every one is built the same, one time we had a boy pet here and she basically starved him for days just so that he would meet her weight goal.

I had felt so bad for them, so I had ended up sneaking him a few bites of my bread. I could not give him much because I was hungry myself and I did not want her to find out because if he was not losing weight that would have been the longer he went without food.

"Always referred to our owners, as Master," we all said again, except the girl that had come in last night. "Rolley give each of the girls some water, except the new girl. Take her to the room."

Shit.

I know what that means, she is about to be punished. The pet mistress is a hard woman, she expects nothing but perfection from us all.

As soon as he opened the top of my cage and tossed the water bottle inside my cage, I quickly picked it up, unscrewed the cap and started to drink. The warm water felt good sliding down my dry throat, I drank it all down in a few sips.

When we get food and drink its best to finish it all right away because if we do something wrong, the pet mistress will take them away without a second thought.

I learned the hard way.

"No, please. Leave me alone. I don't want to be a damn leaches pet! They are sick! Yall are monsters! Let me go," the new girl screeched when Rolley began to drag her from out of her cage.

I wish she would just shut up, she is only making it harder on herself, the poor girl. None of us are particularly happy about being in this situation but some have to learn the hard way.

There is nothing that we can do about it, this is our life now. We either submit to their new laws or we die, it is just the simple. Nobody wants to be anything for vampires, well let me take that back.

Normal humans do not want to be anything, but there are some vampires groupies in this world.

Some women actually beg to become a vampire pet, which I find extremely weird. Who would want that? They are all monsters that just want you for your blood.

I just can not wrap my head around it at all.

"Third rule?" She asked, grabbing a pack of chocolate chip cookies from the table next to our cages and my mouth starts to water.

Oh my goodness, it has been so long since I had any kind of sweets like this, I have completely forgotten what chocolate even tasted like.

"We must obey our masters," we all shouted, each of us wanting a cookie.

"Amazing, girls. You will all make me proud today. If yall do not, you will be punished. I will not have yall making me look like a fool," she snapped just as the door opened, and the snarl she was once wearing on her face turned into a smile.

She quickly tossed us each a cookie before turning to face the door.

"Head mistress Carleen. Welcome to my shop. We are so very grateful that you chose us for your pets. How many are you looking to buy today? If there's any particular hair color?" The pet mistress starts to ramble out.

The head mistress is a beautiful looking vampire, she is dressed in a long green gown, her curly red hair is pulled up and has bright red lipstick on.

"Yes, thank you. I am looking for four girls. I have bought some already from other pet shops and they are sadly sold out at the moment. I am looking for them for my senior class. It is time they had pets of their own. I need to make sure I have a good selection, we have a couple future lords and the prince this year. It is extremely important. I need the best behaved and the most beautiful ones you have at this time," the headmistress mistress says, her tone dripping ice as she scans her eyes over our cages.

That must have sucked the air out of the pet mistress happy bubble. The head mistress practically admitted that this was her last stop and she only stopped here because the rest were sold out.

"Yes, yes. I have the perfect ones in mind already. Why don't you go ahead and pick out the leashes and collars for them and anything else you need while I get everything set up for you," The pet mistress snapped out of whatever unhappy thoughts she was having before, smiling once again.

"Very well. I don't have all day. The semester starts tomorrow," she sighed, and pulled out her phone.

"Do you know which girl is going to be paired with which vampire?" The pet mistress asked the head mistress as she began gathering owner ship forms in front of our cages.

"They will pick themselves. Highest ranking first," she says, an annoyed look playing on her face. "It really is not any of your business. I just need the pets if you would please hurry. It is a long way back."

Oh damn!

I wish I had some popcorn right now, the shocked look on the pet mistress's face is so comical. I have been waiting for a long time for someone to put this hateful cold hearted b***h in here place.

"Oh, yes. Yes, of course. I'll have you ready to go in a few minutes," she said, and quickly dashed out the room.

I wish I still had my cell phone, I would have loved to record that so that I could have watched it over and over for a good laugh.

Dang it.