The Vampires Pet

Chapter 5

Nicholas left the small town house late in the afternoon when the air was becoming glacial and the sun was slowly disappearing, taking the small amount of warmth and security with it.

A simple rouge attack had been turned into a more complicated mystery. A rouge wouldn't kill a family like that, the house was too pristine, eerily pristine. It would cause the simplest minds to become suspicious.

Nicholas had been working for too long to believe a rouge had attacked here alone. He knew this wasn't as simple as it was first said to be. He was too perceptive to overlook the work that was placed in front of him. Someone was leaving him a message. 

At first he thought it would be a good idea to bring Faye out to a simple job to see what she was like. He could tell there was more than meets the eye with her, she can read and write which is highly unusual for someone that comes from a poor family.

Not to mention she doesn't appear to be a simple minded t**t like the other humans he has met, nor does she look like the normal humans. Her eyes and hair are really peculiar, silver blonde hair and icy blue eyes, she just screams everything but normal. There's something otherworldly about her eyes, something that Nicholas wouldn't stop trying to figure out.

He looked down at the two books he held in his hands. Although the book Faye had taken was empty, Nicholas had a feeling that it plays an important part to this attack. Not only was it the only book that wasn't on the bookshelf, its the only book that had blood on it.

He knew the moment he saw the woman's eyes that this wasn't a rouge attack. Rouges usually slaughter, tear limbs off people or sometimes take the body with them. He had never once seen a rouge attack where the house was tidy and the four victims were sat up against the wall with their eyes pinned open.

Someone wanted Nicholas to find the victims looking shocked and scared for their lives. An average witch attack would be too simple too, witches that are evil and kill humans would usually take them as sacrifices or use them for potions. Sometimes they even kill humans to barter with other supernatural creatures.

It appeared to Nicholas that a witch or two were working with rouges, its uncommon for supernatural creatures to work together as the disdain the species have against one another runs deep, but it has been seen before. Especially with rouges who have no sense of loyalty and kill for fun, not to mention evil witches are manipulative and can easily sway a rouges mind to their will.

Nicholas knew black magic had been used here, he felt it when he saw the bodies. He found Faye's reaction to the bodies interesting. The instant panicked state she went into after looking into the eyes of the dead woman was peculiar, then seeing her dead mother in the place of the woman. Even when he had gotten up and blocked her view she stayed stuck paralysed by the panicked state.

The carriage came to a stop outside the old Inn where Nicholas and Faye would be staying for a few days. The coach got down and quickly opened the door so Nicholas could step down.

"Make sure the horses stay hydrated and are well rested." Nicholas said sharply as he exited the carriage.

He may be a ruthless vampire but he wasn't cruel to his animals.

He was tired after his long day and agitated by the gravity of the situation, so he just wanted to lie down on the bed and relax. However as the sky started to cloud over, Nicholas had a strange feeling crawl over him.

He hurried upstairs and unlocked the door only to be welcomed by a cold breeze coming through the smashed window.

The scent of Faye's blood made him quickly stride over to the window. She had tied the sheets together and to the bed base, then threw the sheets out the window so she could make her daring escape.

The sheets didn't reach all the way to the ground so there was still a one story drop for her. Nicholas knew where she was heading and he also knew she was probably hobbling there as fast as she could, the adrenaline being the only thing keeping her weak body going.

He looked at the shard of glass with her blood on it, from the amount of blood and size of the shard, Nicholas could tell she would have cut herself quite badly.

Stupid girl, he thought while he shook his head with displeasure. He hadn't done anything horrible to her yet she still runs when she gets the chance. She doesn't even have anyone to run to so what's the point in leaving?

He knew one thing for sure, the forest she was running through had a lot of hungry vampires. They would easily sniff out her sweet smelling blood and eat her for dinner.

He turned quickly on his heel and went outside to the stables.

"Get the horses ready. I need to go do something." He said loudly which gave the coach a small fright. "Quickly!" Nicholas yelled and the coach quickly did as he was told.

His master was always abrupt and daunting. He never could fathom understanding him.

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Faye's POV

I had only been running for less than 30 minutes before the sky started to rumble and rain started to sting against my skin. I cursed under my breath as I continued to run through the forest, my bare feet were hurting and I had multiple thorns lodged in the sole of my feet but I couldn't stop running until I was home.

Nicholas would be able to catch up to me quickly, seeming I left so late he will probably be back and planning my murder by now. Everyone is so afraid of Nicholas and he certainly instils fear in me, I do not want to wait around to give him more opportunities to torture and kill me.

My foot suddenly got caught on a tree root and I went tumbling into the ground. The ground was wet and muddy so my already drenched self was now covered in mud and leaves, just to add the cherry on top.

I slowly sat up and leant back against a tree. When I courageously threw myself out of the window, I sliced my thigh on the broken glass. The cut was decent and was causing me a fair amount of pain, not to mention, it's bleeding everywhere. Leaving a trail that will lead whatever horrid creatures were out in this forest, straight to me.

I pulled my dress up, exposing my thigh and inspected the wound. I couldn't tell if there was glass in the cut due to the amount of blood, but I knew I needed to stop it. I ripped a strip off the bottom of my dress and wrapped it tightly around my thigh.

I hissed in pain as I applied pressure to slow the bleeding. The vampires and any other supernatural creatures in this forest could smell my blood from a mile away and before I knew it, I'll be someone's dinner. I just escaped from being Nicholas's dinner, I refuse to become someone else's.

I stood back up and continued walking. I was mentally praying this was the correct direction, the last thing I wanted was to get lost. I would be a goner for sure.

Either way, its better than being with Nicholas right? Even if he did save me when Hugh threatened to kill me but its not like he was doing that out of kindness, vampires are just possessive, even if its over a piece of steak. I don't think there's a single bone in Nicholas body that is genuine, everything he says is calculated to create even more pain to any victim of his.

He carried them up a mountain just to throw them off and I was currently being carried up that mountain.

The rain was cold as it hammered down on me and the trees created little shelter from the weather. My dress had started to cling to me and became heavy, making walking even harder than it already was.

The forest was becoming dark causing the fear to grow inside me. When the sound of a branch breaking behind me echoed through the trees, I swung my frail body around. My heart was beating hard against my chest. The darkness obscured my vision beyond the trees so I spun on my heel and ran away.

It was past eight by the time I finally found my grandmother's cottage. I hurried inside and lit all the lanterns. I had no food left and I was hungry, but I'd just have to manage. Cleaning my wound was of more importance before I bled to death.

I grabbed a small piece of towel and dipped it in the bucket of freezing water that's been in the kitchen since I was kidnapped. Pulling my dress up, I untied my temporary bandage and gently started to wipe the blood away.

After I washed my legs and got the surrounding blood off, I gently started to clean out the wound. I hissed in pain and shut my eyes tightly, it was more painful than I thought it would be. There must still be glass in it, I thought to myself.

After attempting to clean the wound again, I gave up and grabbed an old pair of scissors. I cut another strip off the bottom of the dress and tied it around the wound again. I don't have bandages so this will have to do. Hopefully it'll heal quickly.

I got changed into one of my navy blue long sleeve dresses and got into bed. It felt good to be back home but I couldn't help the feeling of guilt and worry crawl over me.

I felt relief wash over me when morning came and there was no one looking to drag me back to be a vampires pet. 

I couldn't put too much weight on my leg. The area around the cut had swollen and gotten all red and irritated, it's clearly not going to just heal so I would have to try make up some ointment.

I tied my hair back and took the bucket down to the stream. I had a small amount of anxiety walking down there as it is where I first felt the watcher watching me before he attacked and took me. That all lead to me being sold to Nicholas. I couldn't help but feel that was the best outcome though. 

I didn't waste anytime and just filled the bucket up with the wintry cold water and quickly walked back inside. 

I placed the bucket on the floor and knelt down in front of it, placing my small hands into the water. The water bit at my fingers and I dreaded what I was about to do next. I splashed the water up on my face and clenched my eyes closed. I gasped for air when the frozen water knocked it out of me.

After I was done, I walked back outside. Today was a beautiful day, the sun was shining without a single cloud in the blue sky, a paradox compared to the usual autumn weather.

The sun hit my skin and warmed me up, I always loved being outside ever since I was younger. My mother always taught me the importance of nature and appreciating its beauty.

She never failed to remind me every morning that nature gives you energy, a powerful energy that goes unnoticed by most people who choose to overlook the simple yet most complex things in life. Although I often thought my mother rambled on about some odd things, I always listened to her. I think what she said were never lies, the fact that I always feel refuelled when I am within nature is evidence enough.

If only my mother and father were still alive, I truly wonder what my life would be like? To have someone to go home to, to talk to, I missed it.

I missed them.