Chapter 21

Mia's POV.
I was back in a barn at the breeding grounds. It was nothing special just a big wooden barn that once was used by humans to farm cattle but was now used to keep humans as cattle instead. I was 1 of 763 "pups" as the vampires call us. At the age of 10 we are considered old enough to be pets and are carted off all over to pet shops, factories and business people who could afford to buy us straight from the barn. Somewhere below me the breeding master was shouting probably looking for me as I hid from him and his whip. Up here in the top of the barn I was free. Free from being a pet, free from worrying about being sold, free from my training and I was alone. Except that I wasn't alone. I had Dalton I just didn't know it yet. Suddenly I woke up and found myself on the floor, chained up in the basement of my old master with my boyfriend chained up opposite me. Even though the barn doesn't sound like a nice place and I had horrible memories there, right now I would do anything to still be there. When I was 10 I was sent to the pet shop just like every other pet and later I was brought by Derrick. Sitting here now I wish he had never seen me that day and made me feel comfortable when he wanted to hear what I had to say rather than the pet master. I thought he was going to be nice but I was wrong. All vampires are the same. Cold, manipulative and don't care about humans. Well all except for Michael.

I looked over at him and I couldn't imagine not meeting him so even though my life up until then had been terrible, I wouldn't change a thing if it meant I got to meet Michael. Except maybe the part where we got caught and tortured twice. While the first time paid out as its when I met Dalton properly I fail to see how this time is going to turn out good. I shivered in the cold and attempted to tuck my feet in to keep warm but it was pointless as I was only in my nightgown. This all happened because of Claire. The blonde devil who seduced Dalton into inviting her over for dinner. Things went south after dinner though...

*Claire had finally left and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Michael wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead.
"You ok love?" He asked.
"I'm fine just tired." I leant back in his arms smiling.
"So," Dalton came over to us. "What do you think of Claire? She's amazing isn't she?" His grin was wide.
"Well she's umm..." I stuttered. In all honesty I didn't like Claire. There was something about her that screamed danger and after the row I had with Dalton at dinner I couldn't bring myself to tell him.
"She's just great I hope you two are happy together." Michael interrupted my thoughts.
"Thanks Mike at least you think so." Dalton scowled at me and disappeared upstairs.
"I don't know Mike something seems off with her and I don't like it." I wrapped my arms around myself.
"I know I felt it too but we are probably just over reacting. Come on let's go bed." Michael kissed me and picked me up causing me to squeal a little.
"Michael!" I playfully hit his shoulder and he chuckled as he carried me upstairs still kissing me.
Later that night I was lying asleep in Michael's arms when I heard a loud crash downstairs. We both sat up as the bedroom door smashed and a dozen men with guns ran into the room the first guy shooting Michael straight away.
I screamed and covered Michael's body with my arms. I knew he wasn't dead. Normal bullets don't kill vampires only knock them out until the bullet is removed.
One of the other men aimed a dart gun at me and I just had enough time to see Derrick standing in the doorway before everything went black.
When I woke up I was in chains on the floor. My head was pounding and I couldn't move at all. It took a while for my eyes to adjust to the darkness but once they did I screamed at the sight.
Michael was chained up opposite me covered in his own blood and he looked dead. I knew he wasn't but the sight was scary.
The door opened and my heart jumped when I saw Dalton standing there.
"Dalton thank god you have to hel..." I felt a sharp sting to my face and I realized that Dalton had hit me.
"Shut it bitch. I didn't give you permission to talk." He grabbed my face and yanked it up to his. I could see his eyes were black.
"Dalton?" I shook in fear and felt him hit me again.
"How fucking dare you use my name. You will refer to me as Sir and nothing more is that understood slave!?" He shouted and spat in my face. I nodded and he let go of my face sneering and grabbed a needle plunging it into my arm.
The world went black but not before I saw Claire come into the room with one hand on Dalton's shoulder and the other on his chest as she whispered something in his ear.

Suddenly the door to the basement flung open and the bright light blinded me. Standing in the doorway was Derrick and Dalton. Derrick walked over to me and grabbed me by my hair.
"Good morning my pet you look terrible." He chuckled and kept a grip on my hair. It hurt but I refused to show pain in front of him. Instead I mustered up what little saliva I had left being very dehydrated and I spat in his face. He growled and instantly lost his smirk as he backhanded me. I briefly saw Dalton inject Michael with something that woke him up but from the look on his face I could tell it was painful.
"Think this one needs a reminder on who's boss." Derrick sneered taking my attention away from Michael as he undid my chains. Michael tried to object but Dalton silenced him. I tried to run over to Michael as soon as I was free but Derrick anticipated that and was ready for me.
He dragged me from the room by my hair and I stumbled behind him. I could hear Michael moaning from the bottom of the stairs followed by a scream as Dalton was no doubt torturing him.
Derrick dragged me up to his room like he did most days and threw me onto the bed. "Now slut you remember what to do don't you?" He glared at me with a sadistic grin on his face.
"Yes Master." I whispered and I lay back on the bed with my neck exposed. I was hoping he'd just bite me and get it over with but it never is as simple as that with Derrick. He gagged me to stop me from screaming and tied my arms up to the bedpost so I couldn't attack him.

A few months ago he decided that I could be trusted not to be tied up anymore after obeying for 5 years but I just used it to grab at a lamp and break it over his head. I had tried to run but I was weak from blood loss, lack of food and dehydration so he caught me with a single movement by wrapping his arm around my waist. He wasn't very happy about my attempted escape so I had been back to being tied up while he fed on me. He also took the liberty of moving anything that could be used as a weapon away from reach including books, lamps and even a hair comb.

I turned my head away from Derrick, as he got on the bed and into position to get at my neck, towards the window where the sun was just rising in the distance making the sky a pretty pink and orange colour. Tears pricked my eyes but I refused to let them fall as Derrick sank his teeth into my throat. I just lay very still watching the sunrise thinking about how many people were in the city and no idea what was going on right now in the house at the end of the street. Even if they did know would they even care. Afterall I'm just a human and legally I'm owned by Derrick as for Michael he is a outcast who's barely even considered to be a vampire based on his animal diet. Derrick is allowed to do whatever he wishes to me and no one would even bat an eyelid because no one cares about those who are human, weak and owned by a vampire.
I felt the darkness come over me from blood loss and I welcomed it. My head went fuzzy and I smiled a bit at the feeling of relaxed floating. My eyesight faded and my ears started ringing just as the sun was visible over the rooftops and I went limp my last thought being a prayer that this is finally going to be the end.