Chapter 2

I woke up in a room that had the walls painted darkly. Green, purple, black, and white. One wall was covered with paintings and drawings. The art was beautiful, I had never seen anything like it. Something shifted beside me, and I quickly looked down to see Blade looking up at me. Then it accrued to me that I was in his bed, in his room, alone.. I quickly jumped out of bed touching every inch of me, making sure my clothes were still on. A breath of relief escaped from between my lips.

Blade smiled and sat up, letting the blanket fall off his chest and into his lap. His pale, muscular chest mocked me. I couldn't look away. He chuckled and got out of bed, stretching. "Sleep well?" He asked, turning towards me. "Uhh.. yes, M-Master." He stopped and a wave of seriousness crossed his face. Slowly, he walked towards me and stopped, looking, deeply into my eyes. "Don't ever, address me as Master. Do you understand?" I quickly nodded, biting my lip.

He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. His muscles flexed with every movement he made. I must have not noticed that I was staring at him that much because he walked towards me, pinning me to the wall. My body grew tense, and alarming. He chuckled softly and pulled away, grabbing my hand.

We walked out of the room and down the stairs, into the kitchen. Salem and Miles were sitting at the table, having an arm wrestling contest. I giggled and watched them. Salem laid Miles's arm down and stood up, pushing the chair back. "Suck it!" Miles scoffed and rolled his eyes. Miles's attention came towards Blade and I, and a smile lit up his face.

"Good morning you two!" Blade rolled his eyes, getting a mug from the cabinet. "Could you be any louder, Miles? You're going to wake up the whole damn city." Blade said, filling his mug up with coffee. Miles came over and stood by me, smiling. "Blade has a weird way of saying he loves us. Have you noticed?" Did I have a choice to answer to that? What would happen if I didn't? The only thing I knew to do was shrug.

Miles turned and looked at Blade. "She doesn't talk much." Blade looked at him, then to me, then back at him. "She was probably abused in her last Master's hands. She'll open up eventually, just give her time." My eyes met Blade's and I wondered how he had known that. If not known that, then guessed that that was pretty much the problem.

"Do you want anything for breakfast?" Blade asked. I shrugged. Miles started jumping up and down. "I want to take her out for breakfast!" I stared at him a little shocked. Why would he want to take me out for breakfast? Miles grabbed my hand and started pulling me up stairs. I quickly turned and looked at Blade.

I felt more comfortable with him. I felt safe around him. He gave a reassuring smile and held up a finger saying he'd be up there in a minute. Miles kept pulling me up the stairs until we reached his room. "Now, do you like McDonald's?" He asked me, walking to his closet. I thought for a minute. I've heard of it, but i've never had it.. "I've heard of it." Miles peaked out of his closet with wide eyes. "What?! You've never had McDonald's?" Is he this... "I'm a slave, do you really think I would be taken out to go eat McDonald's for breakfast?"

He stared at me, shocked and offended. Blade walked in and looked at his expression. "What happened here?" Miles looked at Blade. "She's got as much attitude as you do!" He chuckled and looked at me. Blade walked towards me and pointed to me. "Her? Attitude? Chya, right." Miles looked like his mouth hit the floor. "Close your mouth before you catch a fly." I said bluntly.

Blade looked at me and laughed. Miles rolled his eyes and went back into his closet getting clothes for us. "So, where is he taking you?" "McDonald's." He burst-ed out laughing, and I looked at him, confusingly. He cleared his throat and rubbed the back of his neck. "Can you come with.. us?" I asked him, shyly. His beautiful blue eyes made contact with mine. Getting lost in his eyes was like seeing a flower's beauty and not being able to look away from it. He nodded, softly and smiled. I returned the smile as Miles came out and gave me some clothes.

"Go change. We'll go shopping later." I did as I was told and went to go change in the bathroom connected to his room.

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Blade's P.O.V.

"So, do you like her?" Miles asked while pulling his shirt on. I had never actually thought about that until he mentioned it. It was a little weird being how I am drawn to her. "Yeah, she's okay I guess. She's really pretty. I can't see why anyone would want to hurt her though. She's so gentle and kind." I looked at Miles and he had a smirk spread across his lips. "Someone's in love." He sang, teasingly. I felt my cheeks grow warm and yelled in defense. "Am not!" "Are too."

I scoffed and crossed my arms, sitting on the floor, pouting like a little kid. Snow walked out of the bathroom looking amazing. She giggled softly. "What happened?" "He-" "Nothing happened." I interupted, getting up. She looked at me and smiled softly. I couldn't help, but return it. She's so beautiful.

Once everyone was dressed, we went out to the garage and got into my car. I pressed the button on the garage door opener and drove out of the garage, hitting the button again, shutting it. The ride was quiet until Miles broke the silence. Snow started coughing as I suffocated and rolled the windows down. "Damn Miles! What did you eat?!" "I.. uhh.. Had some milk this morning.." I rolled my eyes and just left the windows down feeling the cool air blow through my hair.

Miles turned around and looked at Snow. I looked at her through my review mirror and noticed how the winter sunlight hits her face. I looked back at the road, still able to see her movement. "Hey Snow?" He asked softly. She looked at him, letting him know she was listening. "Do you want to go get some ice cream later? I plan to spoil you so you can live like a real teenager and not a toy or tool." I could see the smile dance across her lips as she nodded.

Only then did it occur to me that we were going to get ice cream in the middle of winter. I looked over at Miles. "Why are we getting ice cream when it's the middle of winter?" He let out a small sigh. "I didn't find this out until a couple of winters ago, but ice cream during the winter tastes better than any other time of the year." I nodded and felt the need to try it myself.

I pulled into the McDonald's parking lot and got out, opening the door for Snow. She glanced a smile in my direction and I nodded softly. I looked over to Miles and walked to his side of the car, opening to door. "It's about damn time!" He yelled getting out of the car, walking to the doors of McDonald's. I shut the door and resisted the urge to roll my eyes.

We walked inside and stood in line. "What do you want?" Miles asked Snow. She looked at the board, biting her lip. I couldn't help but smile. "Pancakes." She said, softly. Miles nodded and ordered our food. Snow and I went to sit at our table with our drinks. When she took a sip of her drink, she made a face that showed it was good. I couldn't help but chuckle.

Miles came over with our food and sat down next to Snow. He gave her her food then gave me mine. I took the lid off the pancakes plate, and put the syrup on it. I started eating it and looked at Snow as she took a bite. "So, do you like it?" Miles asked with a small smile. She slowly chewed her food and nodded. "I'm so glad you like it!" He yelled. I rolled my eyes. He really couldn't be anymore louder.

We sat quietly and finished our breakfast. Miles leaned back and stretched. "I am stuffed." Snow giggled and took her last bite of her pancakes. I got up and cleaned up the trash. We all got refills and walked out the car. "Ready to go get some ice cream?" Miles asked. Snow nodded and we got in the car, heading to the ice cream shop.

When we got there, Miles got out of the car, running inside while Snow and I walked behind him. When we walked inside, Miles was drooling over the guy over the counter. Snow started laughing. We walked over to them, and I looked at Miles. I broke out laughing, seeing how he thought the guy was hot.

I looked at the guy behind the counter and couldn't believe who it was...

Author's Note

The boy in the picture is Blade.

Reviews

[Blue Shadow]

Now this is a really great story. I also like the fact you invovlve vampires in them, its abput time people write a good vampire-romance story.