My Bloodsucking Prince

Have you ever walked home feeling like someone was watching you? I did on the day I was kidnapped by Niall and kept captive as him and his friends food source. Vampires, they're all vampires. I'm reunited with my middle school bully and everything changes for the worse. Will I ever be the same again?



17. Chapter 17

  Four weeks have passed, it was already the beggining of June. Nothing exciting had happened, only the same old things. Wake up, clean house, read, cook, go to bed. Niall hadn't tried to kiss me lately, he actually hasn't attempted to do anything. He just asks me how I am doing and then goes on with his merry day. We do hang out, since I know nothing about him or any of the boys One thing was a huge let down. He didn't even take me on the date we talked about.

  "Where were you last night?"

I asked him Saturday morning. We sat eating homemade waffles and scrambled eggs with sliced fruit.

  "I went to a party." he said with his mouth full of food.

  "Oh. How was it?"

  "Good I guess."

  We sat in a moment of silence.

  "How was your night?" he asked.

 "It was alright. Louis took me to lazzer tag with a few of his buddies, since you forgot about our date and all." 

  "Oh crap"  was written in his eyes. I sat there with a "my feeling are hurt" smirk and picked up my plate.

  "I'm going to finish my breakfast outside."

  "Gabriele, I-I am so sorry, I totally for-

  His voice was cut off. 

  I didn't even touch the rest of my food. I couldn't eat. I just stared at the ground, kicking around some rocks.

  I waited for someone to ask me if I was okay. But no one really cares. All that matters is if I have blood or not.

  About an hour later I went inside. No one was to be seen. I threw my cold food into the trash. After washing up the dishes and cleaning the whole downstairs, I went strait to my room. I passed Niall and saw him sitting on his bed with his headphones in his ears. Harry had rap music blasting from his room. It gave me a massive headache, but my heart ached more than anything else.

  I couldn't do anything, all I wanted to do was go home. 

  Time went on. 

  Harry kept his distance and didn't try anything stupid. Liam and I went to the park a couple of times to workout, but my heart would start hurting and my head would start spinning. Eventually he stopped invinting me to come along.  

  Zayn and I would go to the library at least 3 times a week. His boss said he didn't care if i hung out while he worked, as long as i didn't make a ruckus. I checked out piles of books to read at home. Reading took me to a different world. A world where I didn't have to worry about the toilet not being cleaned or  whether or not I would be dinner.  

  I could escape for hours on end.

  Louis was never around when I was awake. He would always sleep while I was at home and leave before I went bed. It was strange, since I didn't think that security guards for the mall worked in the evening. but I never questioned it.

  One thing frightened me more than anything. Slowly I became unhealthily pale. My energy level dropped immensely. Sleeping more that 10 hours every night and drinking green tea all day was the only thing keeping me awake. Worst than anything, my skin stung when it came in contact with hard object. Giving hugs almost brought me to tears, the squeezing of my chest felt as if someone were stabbing me in the back. My clothes were staring to get to big for me to wear. I had to steal belt from Niall to keep my favorite pair of jeans from sagging. Bones I never knew were there, started to stick out more than usual.

I didn't know what was going to happen to me, or if maybe one day I would fall to floor and die. Every night I would ask myself: When is my life going to start getting better?

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