The Vampires Pet

Chapter 10

Nicholas never returned that day nor night. The lack of his presence didn't bother me, the fact that he said he'd return before dinner did. It wasn't like I was worried though, why would I be worried about the vampire who imprisoned me. He was probably out murdering villages, he was a psychotic vampire afterall. 

The door to his bedroom suddenly opened, it was only mid day and I had already done everything I was tasked to do today. I spun on my heel expecting Nicholas to enter the room but to my surprise it wasn't Nicholas but his butler, Huxley. 

"Master Nicholas has requested you wait for him in his office." Huxley spoke bordely. One thing I noticed about him, he never made eye contact even with me. "Master will be back soon."

"Okay. I don't know where his office is though." I said.

"Follow me." He said abruptly, turning and walking away. 

I quickly ran after him, having to fast walk to keep up with his long strides. For a lower ranked vampire he gave off a strong and scary air about him. He's no where near as strong as Nicholas but something about him feels different. He was fairly handsome, well most vampires were anyway. He had dark blonde hair and his skin was fairly light with freckles littering his face. 

He stopped suddenly, causing me to walk into his tall form. I yelped and stumbled backwards. Huxley hadn't even budged. 

"Sorry." I mumbled. 

"We are here. Wait in here till Master returns." 

I nodded my head, walking into the office. Huxley closed the door behind me and I heard it lock. I rolled my eyes and glanced around the spacious office. There was a large dark wood desk placed in the center, floor to ceiling windows behind it. There were two chairs placed in front of it, a dark blue rug underneath them. Bookshelves covered the right wall, a black couch against the wall by the door which was positioned on the left side of the room. On the left wall there were some shelves with loose files and books littered on them. 

My eyes were quickly drawn to the object on Nicholas's desk. I couldn't help my curiosity and walked forward to get a better look. Instantly I recognised it almost instantly as a snow globe. I remember one day father came home with one from one of his business trips, he said he saw it on sale and thought of me. That one had a tree and a fairy in it and it broke when I knocked it off the table accidently, I hadn't realised how fragile it was. 

This one had a blood red rose in it. It was beautiful, I wondered how Nicholas could have something like this. It didn't suit his demeanor at all. I smiled internally, the snowglobe bring back memories. I was so amazed by the snowglobe when my father brought it home, I thought it was magic. I stared at it for days, shaking it so the glitter would fly around. I wanted to be that fairy in there. 

Gently, I started shaking it. Red and silver glitter danced around the rose gracefully before falling, bits of the glitter fell onto the rose looking like rain drops. I shook it again, so immersed in the glittered that i hadn't heard the door being unlocked. 

The door slammed open making me almost drop the snow globe. I yelped and quickly placed it back onto the desk, praying Nicholas hadn't seen me playing with it. I was about to turn but before I could my world became blurry and all I saw was a flash of red. My back was slammed hard against the wall, knocking the air from my lungs. I whined in pain and cracked my eyes open slowly. 

I immediately became frozen with fear from the eyes that were staring down at me. I had never seen so much wrath behind his red orbs before. 

"Who said you could touch that." He snarled, his fangs were longer than usual, he was going to kill me. I couldn't speak. "Answer me!"

The words couldn't form in my mind. I stood there as still as a wall, my heart felt like it was going to explode. The fear had frozen me to the spot, I had pushed Nicholas's buttons before but I had never seen such raw anger in his eyes before. How special is that globe?

"I'm sorry Master.. It just reminded me of.. er.. of one that I had when I was younger." The words stumbled out of my mouth, barely audible even to his vampire hearing. 

"Where you going to steal it then?" He asked, his hands on my arms were tight and harsh, I could feel the bruises forming already. 

I shook my head quickly, my eyes wide. "No!" I practically yelled. "Sorry Master. I wasn't going to steal it, I just wanted to look at it." I said softly. 

"Do not touch things that don't belong to you." He growled, finally stepping away. 

I let out a breath of air and my hands went up to where his rough grip was. I hadn't realised before that his nails had dug into my skin, causing blood to spill. 

"I'm sorry." I dropped my head dismissively. 

I was waiting for the punishment. The snowglobe seemed precious to him, the way he reacted there's no way I won't have a harsh punishment. I hated that no matter how afraid I was of his reaction, I was now curious to why he had that reaction. Was the snow globe a gift perhaps? From someone special, maybe his lover?

"You've never told me your parents names." He said, his voice was no longer harsh.

I slowly raised my head, my eyes met his. He was still angry, someone blind could see that but I could also see he was trying to calm down. Maybe he didn't expect that reaction either? 

"You never asked Master."

"Well I'm asking now."

"My mothers name was Selena and my fathers name was Lucius." I spoke quietly. My heart ached as I spoke the two names I hadn't spoken for years. 

"And I presume both their surnames were Adlington?" He asked. He had a certain look on his face, like he was trying to figure something out. 

"Yes." 

"Your gran?" He locked eyes with me. "What was her full name?"

"Valeria Adlington." I said. "Master I don't understand why you're asking." 

"You don't need to understand Faye, you just need to answer." 

He started pacing the room, his fingers on his chin. It looked somewhat amusing to see Nicholas so concentrated on figuring out whatever was in his crazy mind. I wasn't sure what it had to do with my family, we were simple people. We had no secrets. 

"I don't remember my Nans name on my fathers side." I said. 

His pacing stopped and he stared at me. "Why not?" 

I shrugged. "She was long dead before I was born. My memory is a little fuzzy when I try remember her name." 

I remember being told about her, I remember the smile on fathers face as he talked about his mother but I can't remember what stories he told me or her name. The hazy memory upset me, I felt some sort of connection to my gran even though I never met her. 

"Why did your father take your mother's maiden name? The wife and children always take the father's name." Nicholas said, scrunching his face up in an irritated way. 

"I don't know Master." 

I guess it was weird. If I was to marry I'd take my husbands name. However father took mothers name, at least that's how I remember it. I have no idea what his name would've been anyway. It didn't bother me that though, gran never mentioned it. Maybe father just didn't like his last name, or he didn't have a good relationship with his family. 

"Why is this important?" I questioned. He was digging into my life, so I had the right to know why. 

He glanced at me. "Because it is strange Faye and in this world, I eliminate strange things." 

I gulped, my eyes widening slightly. So he's going to eliminate me? Well that was always a probable outcome anyway but still, it wasn't an outcome I wanted. 

"My family was normal." I said. I wanted to defend them, they weren't strange. "They were all normal humans, just like me Master." 

He studied me pensively as if he stared long enough an answer would show itself. I'm unsure of if it did, his expression gave nothing away. He was so stuck on this issue that I feared he'd turn up my past completely in search of something he would never find, something that never existed. We were normal human beings, that's where it ended. 

Nicholas had stormed out abruptly, leaving me standing his his office until Huxley came and escorted me back to his room. I pitied Huxley, having to work for Nicholas and I pitied myself, for being kept here. Something inside of me was telling me I was able to escape, I had tried once and failed because I am too weak up against an opponent like Nicholas. However I felt like something said I could do it, I needed to try because this wasn't who I was. I hadn't survived this long to live like this. 

If only I had supernatural abilities like Nicholas, then the playing fields would be even. 

I stood out on the balcony, watching the sun set behind the towering pines that created the dark and gloomy forest surrounding this mansion. The trees swayed freely in the breeze, as if mocking me for being unable to move freely like them. Were trees really that free? They were rooted to the ground, stuck in place until someone cut them down. Perhaps I was reading it all wrong, the trees weren't mocking me, they were crying out to me while the wind that was free pushed them around and teased them, allowing them a small amount of movement but never enough to be free. 

I was a tree. Nicholas was the wind. I was doomed from the moment I was a seed. I see that now. 

I stayed out on the balcony until the sun had disappeared, taking the only light left in my life away from me and smothered me in darkness. The air was cold and bit at my skin until I found it unbearable to handle it any longer. I walked inside, still greeted by the emptiness of Nicholas's large room. He hadn't returned since he stormed out of his office, on his mission to unbury the dead who didn't die. 

His ego was the thing keeping him going, he wanted to be right but he wasn't. 

I decided it would just be best to go to sleep, I was beyond tired. His reaction from the snowglobe and the topic of my parents had drained me. I didn't care if he went on a wild goose chase, as long as he gave me enough time to escape and get far away from him. 

I quickly washed up in the bathroom, staring in the mirror at my hollow eyes. They somewhat reflected a wide open lake of crystal blue water that sparkled in the sun, but it was a cursed lake that had monsters underneath the appealing look of the surface. I sighed, running my hand down my face before walking back into the bedroom. 

I lay out the blanket and pillow on the couch and quickly drifted off into a heavy sleep.

I opened my eyes, confused at the sight in front of me. I was standing in front of a large endless lake, pines surrounded it and tried to keep the sun at bay but they forgot about the open space where the lake lay, that allowed sun to shine down. It was like a magical scene in bedtime stories, I was in awe. 

I quickly noticed how my sight was slightly distorted, I looked closer to the ground. Why did I seem so small? I wasn't exactly a tall person to begin with but I was much smaller than usual, my hands too were smaller almost as if I was in a child's body. What was going on?

What was this feeling that was swirling inside of me? Was it nostalgia? This all felt similar, but I didn't know why. It felt like my mind was trying to remember something that I had forgotten, but my subconscious hadn't. There was something inside of me gripping onto this lake. 

Then the chills started. I hadn't realised before but I was paralysed in place, I hadn't tried to move but I knew I couldn't. I felt terror-stricken, how did this change so fast. My body was shaking but I couldn't feel it, I felt numb. My body didn't feel like mine but these dominating emotions did. My vision started to faze in and out of blurriness, I felt a crushing weight around my chest. My eyes couldn't focus on anything but before they became dark, I saw a dark silhouette of a girl in the middle of the lake. 

I started coughing violently, my whole body shaking while my chest felt like it was getting crushed. I fell off the couch and landed on the hard wooden floor, still coughing like my body was trying to reject something inside of me. I slammed my fist against my chest, I was choking but on what? I felt warm liquid gush from my mouth with the coughs until there was a puddle of water on the ground in front of me. 

My eyes stung and watered. I heard a noise and looked to see Nicholas's feet, my eyes trailed up and met his as he stared down at me with furrowed brows. He knelt down capturing my eyes with his. 

"Did you sneak out and try drown yourself?" He asked.

I shook my head, coughing a few more times. "I was just sleeping." My voice hoarse from all the coughing. 

I removed my eyes from his to stare at the puddle of water that looked eerily similar to the water that filled that lake, It was just a dream right? My hand clutched onto the fabric of my dress covering my chest, the crushing feeling still lingering. It was like the feeling of being submerged in water. 

It felt like I had just drowned.