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“Jacob, Christopher, get out. You’re going to make a mess of this place,” my mother bellows at my twin brothers. She is working overtime trying to prepare for my sister Jane’s wedding and expects us all to follow suit. “Yes mama,” both giggle as they reply to mother in unison. They run outside before catching grief from her again. “Amelia, make sure you do that needle work in a straight line this time. I taught you better than that,” she scowls at me as she wipes her brow with the back of her hand. I hold back what I really want to say because I know it will start another argument. It has been ongoing for the last few months. When Jane came home from her date with William, she flashed her ring, telling us he asked her to be his wife. We all knew it was going to happen. They have been courting for five years. William wanted to make sure he had enough to build their home and start his own farm, before marrying Jane. She willingly waited, because she knew she’d spend the rest of her life with him. She started acting differently since that night, demanding us all to make her wedding perfect. Jane has always had a snobby side to her, but the way she’s been behaving lately is taking it up another notch. Father has kept out of the planning of the wedding, besides giving Jane the money she needs. He is overjoyed she has found her happiness and supports them both. He is close with William and already sees him as a son. “Yes, mother,” I sigh, rolling my head, stretching my neck muscles. With Jane getting married, mother has taken to using me more as a housemaid than a daughter. If I’m not slaving over sewing the bridesmaid dresses or taking orders from Jane, I’m taking orders from mother to watch after the boys. The twins are full of energy, bouncing around and don’t know how to keep them calm. It’s a miracle that they can when they’re sleeping. Since they are only ten, it isn’t a requirement and most people find it to be so cute. Since I have to tame them, I don’t find it to be all that adorable. I’m stuck between my older sister, who is the center of attention and always has been, and my cute rambunctious twin brothers. Then, there is me, the shy, somewhat pretty, smart one. I believe there is a whole world out there and I want to explore every inch of it. I’ve never left the village I have grown up in. At the age of sixteen, most haven’t, but I have felt so trapped here. It is not all horrible, I love my family, even if I do feel ignored half the time. The townspeople are all friendly and kind. We often have gatherings, we play games, eat lots of food and have a great time. That is where the gossip would start and it mostly turned to vampires. I’ve always been intrigued by the idea of vampires. As a girl, the adults said they were a myth. No one openly admitted in believing in them. In my small village, they are spoken of only in hushed tones, and in the safety of our fires. Fear of evil, and of the dark menace of the supernatural, always lay just behind the shadows. However, while others hide from the dark, closing their shutters as the sun drops away, I feel a call pulling me into the night. My mother often worries of my reckless, and to her, dangerous, need to explore what lay hidden in the unknown. I don’t fear the creatures of legend or myth that are said to haunt the ancient ruins outside our village. To me, they seem more real than the huddled folk who never dare explore beyond the limits of our township. *** I’ve never liked the way my life was heading. I have always avcılar escort bayan felt like I was missing something and had an uncontrollable urge to go out and find it. My curiosity about vampires steadily grew with the information I learned about them. I want to know which parts are true and which are truly a myth. I want to become a vampire. It is something I know I am going to do one day, and I feel as though that day is now. Keeping this to myself hasn’t been all that difficult. I’ve been saving as much money as I can for the last year and though it isn’t much, there is no turning back. I’m tired of the way my life is going in this village. I won’t miss it. Yes, I’ll miss my family, but they hardly notice me as it is. “Amelia, wake up! We want eggs and rolls,” Jacob and Christopher scream happily, as they bounce on my bed, crushing me under them. “Wake up, wake up!” I try to pull the covers up and over my head, which is what I always do when they come and wake me, but it never works. Two against one isn’t good odds, at least not with these two. “All right, I’m awake,” I croak out, peeking my head out from my blankets. “Go get the eggs and don’t break any this time or you’re cleaning it!” I sigh out as they, both rush out of my room. “Okay Amelia!” Jacob says, pulling the door closed behind him. Thankfully, no eggs were broken and breakfast goes by with ease. As soon as I’m finished, my mother is rushing me around to clean up so we can finish with the sewing and all I can think about is how this is my last day here with them. I want it to go well. I want good memories before I leave, but I’m ready to leave now. “Good morning, little sister. It’s about time you woke up and made yourself useful,” Jane says curtly, as she walks into the kitchen. “Mother and I have been up since dawn doing chores.” “Oh yes? Yet, somehow, the boys came to me to feed them. Not to mention I was up until after midnight sewing your dresses, Jane. Where were you, hmm?” “You know I need my sleep or I can’t make it through the day. I’m just as busy as you are, if not more so.” I hold my tongue, because I can sense a fight brewing. Jane’s idea of being busy is telling her friends about the wedding and not actually helping do anything. She just likes to order the rest of us around. Otherwise, she spends all her time with William’s mother, setting up their new home. Jane isn’t all wrong though, I have been taking my time on anything wedding related. I don’t see why I have to do all the work. She knows how to sew just as well as I do. It’s Jane’s big day, so as far as I’m concerned, it’s up to her to make it perfect. Mother tells me to stop acting like a child and be sisterly. Jane and I have never been all that close and I don’t see the reason to start acting like it now. I don’t hate her, she’s just everything I’m not. *** The rest of the day passes by much like the last few months have gone. It is a little after eleven and I keep waiting for everyone to go to bed. “I think I’m going to call it a night,” Jane says. ‘Finally,’ I think to myself. ‘The one night I want them to leave early, they stay up late.’ “That’s a fine idea,” mother smiles at her. “I think I should too. Amelia?” I yawn, before smiling at them. “No. I have a nice rhythm going. I might as well keep at it. Goodnight.” “Goodnight darling. Please don’t stay up too late.” They both head up to their rooms and I listen to every little movement. I hold my breath, hoping it won’t take long for them to fall asleep. beylikdüzü escort bayan I still have to sneak out, without risking having someone see me. I packed enough clothes and supplies for a few days last night, before I went to bed. My hands shake, I can feel how nervous I am. Maybe it is excitement, instead. Either way, my heart is pounding against my chest, leaving my breathing irregular. After a half hour of total silence, I quietly move through the house, gathering the things I need. Once I’m out of the house, I creep out towards the woods and take the old road leading to the ruins where the coven is said to dwell. I can’t believe how cold it is out here in the woods. I shiver and wrap myself tight in my shawl. My mind wonders about what it would be like to be a vampire. I should be fearful, but I am not. As I walk through the moonless night, I feel those old doubts creep into my thoughts. If I do this, I’ll never have the chance to meet a man and marry him, and have children with him as mother and father have. I’ll never even get the chance to kiss a boy, hold his hand, and have sex for the first time. My pace slows down as my doubts grow stronger. Part of me fears I am making a horrible mistake. I hear a twig snap and my first thought is that my father has found me already. I look up and see a dark figure off in the distances, but this figure is not behind me. He is ahead of me, standing in the road. I can’t see him well, but I can see he is very tall. Fear grips me as I realize how far from home I am. I turn back to look down the desolate road I’ve been walking and when I look back, he is suddenly right next to me! My heart jumps into my throat, but not from fear. I feel strangely at peace, as if I have found the fate I’ve been seeking. His dark, almost black like eyes bore into me. He is lean, with pale white skin. His sandy brown hair flows around his face, as if a slight breeze was flowing over his broad shoulders. He’s incredibly handsome, and when he smiles, it’s as if a spell comes over me. I can’t help but stare back at him. “Shouldn’t you be safe in bed at home, so no one hurts you, little girl?” His voice is musical, leaving me almost breathless for more. “I’m not a little girl, and since you’re not my father, I suppose I don’t need to explain myself to you, now do I?” I feel a little bit braver than I’ve ever allowed myself to be, but that may be more from fear than courage. I shiver and keep my stare up at him. I don’t look away, not wanting to show fear or doubt. “Aren’t you a cheeky little thing? There is no need for you to be rude. Aren’t you a little nervous? I could be a vampire, and steal your soul.” “I’m not being cheeky. I’m standing my ground. If you’re a vampire, I ask you to take my soul and make me one of you.” “Truly? This is what you would ask?” He looks at me with a slightly confused look on his face and cocks an eyebrow. I can’t tell if he thinks I’m joking or serious. The thing is, I don’t even know if he is a vampire or not. I have never met one before, and don’t think I’d know if I stumbled upon one. “Why would you want to be a vampire? Have you lost your mind?” “I have not lost my mind. I’ve never been so sure about anything in all my life. That is what I was meant to be.” It sounds ridicules. Nevertheless, in my heart, I know it to be true. “And if I were to tell you I was in fact a vampire, what then? If you knew I could turn you, and make you my slave, would you still be so sure?” My mind begins esenyurt escort to race. ‘Is he telling me he is in fact a vampire and is willing to change me? What does he mean own me, as in forever?’ I can’t help but shiver, but my gaze locks on his. I hold my ground, not wanting to seem weak in front of him. If he is a vampire, I want to prove to him I’m worthy of keeping. “What do you mean ‘own’ me until you saw fit?” “I mean you would become anything I want. If I want you to hunt the innocent, you will. If I want you as a maid, then that is what you will be. If I want you as a sex slave, you will be mine. If I want you just as a simple pet, then you will be that. Anything I see fit. That is what I mean.” ‘Hunter of the innocent? Maid, sex slave or pet?’ I feel overwhelmed by it all and I adjust my weight from one foot to the other, looking up at him still. I bite my lip and take a deep breath. “Um, I don’t know if I could be a sex slave, I’m still a virgin and I’ve never done anything with anyone, ever.” “How old are you, little one?” “I’m just sixteen.” “So young… You think at such a young age, that you can know this is what you’d want. You can’t change your mind. This is a forever choice… What’s your name?” “It’s Amelia, and I know it is, I truly want it… Are you really a vampire? What’s your name? Are there more of you? Are you alone here?” I rush out the questions, feeling the cool air become even more noticeable. I begin to shiver a little harder, knowing the later it gets, the colder it’s going to become. I wrap my arms around myself, almost wishing I were home. “Yes, Amelia… I’m a vampire. My name is Charles. I don’t take on new vampires, unless I plan to own them, especially ones as young and beautiful as you. I can tell that you hold much potential as a vampire, but I don’t understand why you’d want to leave your life for this one.” “I want to because it’s all that has ever been spoken of under hush tones in my village. My desire to learn and understand vampires grew to a passion of becoming one. I don’t fit in where I come from. I feel as though I’m a caged bird and I want to spread my wings. I’m destined to become a vampire. If you won’t help me, I’ll find someone else.” “Oh, and who says I’ll let you go? I can just make a little meal of you, and leave your dead corpse laying on your mother’s doorstep! Don’t you dare threaten me! I am a vampire, and I hold what you want.” “I wasn’t trying to threaten you, I’m just making it clear. Please don’t kill me. I truly want this, Charles.” There is a tremble in my voice and I feel a shiver pass through me as I gaze into his eyes, but I don’t flinch. I’ve come too far, and deep down, I know he won’t reject me. The vampire broods, but then I can see him relent, if just slightly. “The question is… are you willing to do as I stated before, if I was the one to do it.” “Yes, but I’m not sure why you’d want me as a sex slave, I’m a virgin. I’ll be no good.” I feel myself blush as I say it. My heart is pounding now, pounding in fear of what he might do, and the anxiety of not knowing if he will. It is only then I feel the flush of moisture, and my skin begins to tingle at the thought of this magnificent man being my first. “You’ll do just fine.” he replies, his smile offering me hope. “I’ll train you. However, if you do become mine, you’ll do as I say, when I say it. There will never be questions or even hesitation to what I ask. You do them because you know it’ll please me. Do you understand me?” I let his words flow through me like silk wrapping around my skin. I inhale softly and nod almost agreeing. ‘Could I really do this?’ I wonder ‘Could I really give myself up completely to a man, no, a vampire, I don’t even know?’ I want to scream yes and tell him to take me then and there.
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