The vampire's Fated Beloved

Hair

Nightmares haunt me through the night. pain rolling in like the tide at the beach. Each wave seems to hit as hard as the last. I wake up a few minutes before the alarm goes off, unable to sleep longer. I feel sick to my stomach.

Rolling off the bed takes a good amount of effort, but I do it. I turn off my alarm before it goes off. That's when I noticed small bruises on my hand. I pull my sleeves up to see scrapes and bruising there as well.

Taking my time, I peel off this barf worthy dress and inspect my body.

The left side of my ribcage is black and blue. Of all my injuries, it is far worse.

I walk over to my shower and put the water on cold. I think cold helps with swelling. I am not really sure I have never had to heal something so bad before. I would take a thousand slaps over this.

I walk my body into the coldness of the water, but the spray is too much to take. I take my washcloth and get it soaped up and slowly wash over my body by hand. I wish so badly that I was allowed to use the bathtub. Then again I wish for a lot of things. Like a caring mother and father. A household I belong to. Just for someone to care about me. Anything better than this.

I rinse my body off with lukewarm water, trying not to upset my injuries too much.Then I slowly get dressed. I am late for making them their breakfast, but I don’t care. Okay, maybe I am a little nervous. I can’t take another beating on top of this.

I take each step one at a time until I get to the door. I try to open the door, finding it's locked.

Looks like I won't be making breakfast or eating. Not that expect them to give me food after last night. I guess I should look at this as a good thing. I won't have to work around the house, and I can come up with some ideas on how to escape tonight.

(Unknown perspective)

I saw her again last night. She called out to me, looking scared and hurt.

Celeste says I will find her today. It's still not soon enough. She needs me. I can feel it.

I puncture a bag of O negative with my teeth and suck it down. I prefer blood from a willing human, but the fire in me would suck them dry. I don't trust myself with this much tension.

I close my eyes and imagine her here with me. I imagine running my hands through her silky hair. softly planting kisses on her neck. Feeling her pulse beat fast under my touch. The heat of her skin under me. Her scent, only if I knew her sweet scent. I open my eyes, and I'm fully hard and unsatisfied. Nothing will keep her from me. Nothing!

Celeste, get ready to leave. I desire to get gifts for my beloved.

(Jan's pov)

"Get up here NOW!"

I push myself up the stairs, trying my best not to make her angry. I just need to keep peace in the house for about an hour.

I get up the steps and the doors wide open. I follow the sounds of their voices into the living room. They have a kitchen chair where they have Shelly sitting. Her mom is putting final touches in her hair. Shelly is in an all white ball gown. Her gut sucked in, and her breast pushed up.

"My dear Shelly bear. As soon as the billionaire boss sees you, he will think that you are his bride to be."

Shelly stands up and does a twirl, her curled brown hair bouncing around.

Mother and daughter hug. When Nancy pulls away, she sees me, and her face scrunches up.

"About time sit down." She points to the chair.

I sit down sucking in my breath to hide my pain.

"I will do your hair real fast, then you have to get dressed in the gown I got you." I look over, and there is a long sleeved high neck brown ballgown hanging off the side of the couch. Great, it's the perfect shade of poo.

She gets behind me, ripping a brush through my hair. I winced as she hit the fragile spots from last night. She gathered my hair up on the top of my head and put it into a loose ponytail. I go to touch it, and she slaps my hand away.

"I am not finished yet."

I put my hands in my lap.

I can feel her tugging the ponytail up, and I hear snipping. Hair drops in my lap, and I pick it up to find it to be a very long strand.

"What are you doing?" I cry.

She throws the ponytail still in the hair tie at me. I touch my head to find my hair hanging around the tops of my ears.

"If you think you can sneak off with some desperate man tonight, good luck. No one will want you now. You will be Bob's tonight."

I run as fast as my body can handle to the nearest mirror. My hair looks ridiculous. It's uneven and choppy. I could do with short hair, but it doesn't even frame my face or look professionally done.

Tears start to fall as I hear Shelly laughing in the other room. I have never felt so low.

"Get this on now. we leave in ten minutes." She throws the dress and some brown matching high heels at me.

I cry as I slide out of my clothes and into the dress. My inner pain matched my outer pain. I slowly walk to the door where everyone is waiting for me.

Dave gives me a look of disgust.

"You look like a boy!" He says.

"An ugly boy at that!" Shelly adds.

Nancy grabs my face and looks me in the eyes.

"You better stop crying now. when we get there, put a smile on your face and look happy and grateful to be there."

"Yes,Mam." I managed to croak out.

"Let’s get going. I want to be early giving Shelly lots of exposure time."