《Forced: Kidnapped by a Vampire Master (Book One)》Chapter 3
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⚠️: Mentions of rape in this chapter.
Alexander's POV
I stood on the balcony outside her window, looking in. Watching her. She was fast asleep, but...I just couldn't help but stare. Parker was right about one thing, she was beautiful. Atleast for a human, however, the simple thought of her completely disgusted me.
Tossing and turning, it was clear she was having a nightmare.
A smirk found its way onto my lips as I realized, maybe I could have some fun with this one.
I closed my eyes slowly and focused only on the girl infront of me.
When I opened them again, I found myself in a darkened corridor.
It was completely deserted.
"...Nooooo, please, nooo!"
I turned quickly, looking for who was screaming. The sounds seemed to be coming from a room at the end of a hallway, the only light-source in this dirty place.
My feet carried me all the way down to the doorway, but when I looked in, the room itself was empty. For all except a curtained bed, it was a hospital room.
"Quiet, Now!"
This time it was a male speaking. I followed the voice, that I now realized was coming from the bathroom, over in the corner.
Peering around the door, I saw them.
The girl who's dream this was and a man. A much older man. I leaned against the doorframe and watched the scene that was unfolding infront of me.
Interesting.
The unknown man had her pinned against the side of the sink, she was crying, trying to get away from him.
"Please Chase, don't do this!" Suddenly grabbing her by the throat, he slammed her head back against the mirror above the basin, shattering it on impact and making her scream out loudly in agony.
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"I told you to shut your mouth, Bitch!"
Turning her around, he forced her to bend over the counter-top, ignoring her groans of pain as he pushed her down on the sharp pieces of glass below. His attention seemed to be on her clothes now, removing them harshly. First her jeans. Then came time for her top, clearly lacking patience, he pulled on it sending buttons flying off in all directions.
She was naked, all but the tattered remains of her shirt hanging off her shoulders.
She attempted to struggle again, but it was no use. Her attempt to get away and her will-power were shattered when his pants dropped to the floor, and realization set in.
It was no use. She was his.
I moved further into the room, comforted by the information that I didn't belong in thus dream...or possibly memory, and therefore wouldn't be seen. Standing beside the defiler and his victim, I watched. First taking in their appearance;
She, only about 14, had big blue eyes and long brown hair. Her whole appearance screamed innocent. While he, clearly in his late twenties atleast, was the exact opposite, towering over her with his dark evil eyes and jet black hair only adding to the sinfulness of the situation before me.
With a hard thrust he forced his way into the young girl, resulting in her screaming out loud. Almost instantly, he started fucking her. Hard.
Suddenly, the girls screams became so loud, it was hurting my ears. What the hell is going on?! Human's dreams don't normally affect me like this!
I closed my eyes tightly.
Suddenly, I found myslef back out on the balcony, looking at her.
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Rose's POV
I bolted upright in bed, breathing heavily, panicking.
"It was just a nightmare." I told myself. Yeah, another nightmare. I'm getting sick of these now, I've had one every night for the past week. Always the same one. Him.
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Sighing, I climbed out of bed and made my way down to the bathroom at the end of the hallway. I needed a shower.
I didn't check the time, but the sun hasn't risen yet.
Walking into the bathroom, I flipped the light on, momentarily blinded by the sudden bright light. Closing the door behind me, I leaned against it for a moment and let out a heavy sigh that I didn't even realize I was holding in.
Pushing myslef away, I walked over to the shower and turned it on. Instantly, the icy water hit my hand and cooled me down.
Pulling my pajama shorts down my legs and my top over my head, I stepped into the shower. I had to put my hand over my mouth to stop myself from shrieking as the cold water hit my body. But as soon as I was over the initial shock, I was able to relax again.
I climbed out of the shower and wrapped my towel around my body. I felt so much better. Bending down, I picked up my clothes off the floor which I had discarded earlier and put them in the laundry basket on the way out of the room.
Making my way back to my bedroom, I closed the door behind myself and dropped my towel. It took me a second to realize how cold the air was. Why?
Turning around, I stopped dead for a second. My balcony door was open.
Did I open that?
Shaking my head, I must have and just forgotten. Silly me. Feeling comfortable in the fact that it was still the middle of the night and very unlikely anyone would see me completely naked, I walked across my room to my balcony and closed the doors.
Once they were shut, I peered out, suddenly having that same uneasy feeling of being watched again. I jumped away from the window quickly and pulled the curtains closed.
Retreating back to my bed, the horrible feeling didn't go away. I was sure, now more than ever, someone was watching me. I could just...feel their eyes on me.
It scared me.
"Hello?" As soon as I addressed the clearly empty room, I felt so silly. Shaking my head again, I needed to get a grip. Letting out a long sigh, I wandered over to my dresser and pulled out a few pieces of clothing when suddenly, someone grabbed me from behind and clamped a hand around my mouth.
I couldn't scream for my mom to help me, even though she was just down the hallway, I couldn't pull away from the vice-like grip to run. Who was this? What did they want?
A/N
I know these first few chapters have been kind of short but the next one will be longer. I promise. Please leave Comments about what you think so far.
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