Stacy's POV
I woke up to sun rays reflecting on my face. I closed my eyes immediately and gently opened them back when I realized it's been so long I felt such warmth on my face. I smiled.
All of a sudden, last-night incident flashed through my head. I immediately sat up, only to realize I'm still in his room, and the worst part is that I'm still naked under the bedsheets.
"Damn!" I said, hitting my fist hard on the bed.
How could I have forgotten that my room has no window and it's definitely not my room!
I was about to get up to look for something to wear when I saw him approach from his study.
I immediately got down from the bed with the bedsheets around me and lowered my head.
"You should get dressed and leave," he said firmly, making me perplexed.
"Can I put on those?" I asked, pointing to the clothes I took from his closet last night.
"Get dressed in whatever you want and leave now," he replied vehemently, shocking me more.
I quickly rushed to the other side of the bed and took the shirt and shorts from the floor. I was about to head to the bathroom to dress up when I suddenly heard his voice again.
"Get dressed here and leave immediately," he said.
I froze at a spot, my heart quickening.
"Now!" He yelled, making me flinch.
I instantly started putting the shirt on, my body still wrapped in the bedsheets, and when I was done wearing the shirt, I removed the bedsheets and wore the shorts.
His eyes didn't leave me throughout the process. But it has been an angry stare.
When I was done putting on the shirt and shorts, I made sure to start leaving immediately.
When I got to his side, he held me and said, Getting you laid with care last night was just to make you have mixed feelings; don't think I'd ever be so gentle and nice to you again. And don't forget, you're mine, and you'll always do whatever I ask of you!
"Now leave!" He finally said, letting go of me
I got to my room and slammed the door hard.
I took off his clothes and headed straight to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and stayed under it.
I felt hurt by his words. I'm mad at him, but right now, I'm more mad at myself.
How could I fall for his crap? How could I crave for him? How could I think of deriving pleasure from him?
A tear trickled down my cheek as the thought of I, foolishly, let him have his way after what he had done to me kept hitting me hard.
I knew he's a jerk, I knew he cared less about me, and I knew all he wanted was to torture me and control me like his toy. But yet, I still succumbed to him.
I stopped crying and angrily washed my body. I want his touch off my body.
When I was down, passing out my anger on my body by washing and rewashing, I stepped out of the bathroom and found my regular dress waiting for me.
"It must have been Mrs. Lauretha," I thought.
I finished dressing up and laid on the bed, not feeling hungry. Thankfully, she didn't bother to bring me food.
I lay down in bed and couldn't stop thinking about the last-night incident. I keep on blaming myself the more I think of it.
I can remember him holding him so close to himself when he was done with me.
I knew the care was just for the night. But still, acting that way towards me this morning made me feel used.
I wonder why he was angry and wanted me to leave immediately.
"He's a total jerk!" I blurted out loudly, making a fist angrily.
The door suddenly burst open. I looked to see who it was and found her right at the door.
"Keep your voice down," she said, and demonstrated with her hand. The thought of that alone made my worries disappear.
I rose from the bed and quickly locked her in a hug.
"I've missed you," I said, hugging her tight.
"Awwn, are you sure you're hugging me because of that? She asked, smiling.
I disengaged from the hug and stared at her.
"Well, it's everything, and I've also missed you for real." I spoke to her.
"It's okay, baby," she said, finally pulling me into a long-lasting hug while I hugged her back.
We disengaged from the hug, and went to sit on the bed.
"So you want to talk about it?" She asked.
"I'm so naive when it comes to some things; it all happened last night." I narrated the whole incident to her, not minding that it's my sexual life.
"So how did you get out this morning?"
She asked.
"I used the door, and I was surprised to see everything fixed." I muttered to her.
"Oh," she said, trying to hold back her words.
"Did you find something fishy about him?" I asked her.
"Let's stop talking about him now, okay? And I'm so sorry for your current situation." She mumbled, concerned.
"Now that I'm here, let's go rock the Underworld tonight." She said it happily.
"Are you serious right now, Daisy?" I asked, trying to clarify what she just said.
"Are you worried he's not going to allow you or punish you? Worry less, I got you." She muttered to me, smiling.
"That's not the only thing I'm worried about, I'm going to be the only human amongst blood-sucking vamps." I muttered.
"They don't dare do anything to harm you." She said, calming my nerves.
"Trust me, you're going to have a lot of fun." She said, smiling.
"Now I feel damn hungry," I said in excitement.
"You haven't had anything since last night?" She asked, arching her brows.
"Yh..." I answered, fidgeting, knowing I had the chance to take the coffee but got eaten instead.
"Let's go to the kitchen and make something for you," she said, smiling.
"Thanks, Daisy," I blurted out happily and hugged her so tight.
"Now you're so fond of me, huh?" She hugged me tighter in return and that made me giggle.
"You're the only friend I have," I told her after disengaging from the hug.
"Jimmy's also your friend; feel free to hang out with him whenever you don't see me around." She muttered.
"What would have been of me without you?" I said unconsciously, on the verge of tears.
"Hey, don't do that." She said, touching my face.
"This place has made me so emotional," I mumbled, smiling and controlling the tears from dropping.
"You'll adapt soon, hot eyes." She said the last part and blew me a kiss.
Seeing her do this, I laughed slightly. She won't stop amazing me.
"Let's go now," she said, standing up from the bed.
I also rose from the bed and followed her, knowing we're on our way to the kitchen.
About getting to the kitchen, we saw her-the lunatic female vampire-approaching from only God knows.
She walked past Daisy, who was beside me, and I was surprised not to see them say a word to each other. She left, ignoring me too.
"So what do you feel like eating? I'll watch you cook." She said this when we got to the kitchen.
"I can only make noodles." I said,
looking down.
"Wow! You're better though." She said, surprising me.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I would have helped you cook, but I don't know how to make anything except coffee." She said, and slammed her lips together.
"Still, I'm not better; I'm human, and I can't prepare whatever I feel like eating. It's okay if you can't make any food; you don't need them anyways" I said to her.
"Well, I wanted to learn from you, so I can help you another time, but I guess we should have just asked Lauretha." She said.
"You're so sweet, Daisy, but you can still watch me make noodles, and we're going to later learn more from Mrs. Lauretha. What do you think? I suggested.
"So intrigued," she said, smiling.
Daisy watched me till I was done making the noodles and helped me carry them to my room.
"Can't you have a taste?" I asked, not liking how she's been watching me eat while she got nothing in her front.
"Yeah, I can, but it might make me throw up." She uttered.
"What food have you tried eating before?"
"Exactly what you're eating," she said, catching me off guard.
"So, are you staying for a while?" I asked her, changing the topic.
"Kind of," she stated sharply.
"I feel so good about that," I said to her, smiling brightly.
"Your smile is captivating, don't go around showing anyone" she said, staring at my face.
"Thank you," I appreciated.
"Okay! I'll get going now; Jimmy will come get you by 8pm, and before that, Lauretha will bring you all you'd be needing." She stated.
"Okay, thanks."
"I believe you can dress to kill." She asked, winking.
"Can I just dress to be present?" I asked, whining.
"It's a dress to kill, baby. Be careful around that bitch when you drop your dishes." She said and blew me a kiss and left.
I got to understand she's not on good terms with her either.
"Who would want to be on good terms with someone like her anyway?" I stated to myself, understanding the fact that the lunatic vampire bitch is truly a bitch like Daisy had tagged her.
I finished devouring the noodles and left for the kitchen.
Thankfully, I met with no soul until I was back inside my room.
Lying in bed facing the ceiling, I recalled all I and Daisy talked about earlier.
The party part got me a little bit intrigued in this place and also made me forget my worries at the moment.
I love parties!