Shadow

Four

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What the hell does he mean by he can't wait till he can run his hands all over my body. He doesnt mean... No. I'm not going to a sex slave of his, right? I gulp at the thought. Oh fuck. He was saying in the bathroom that he gets what he wants and he was kissing my neck while saying it, but I thought that he was just making a point. I didn't think that he was going to touch me anymore after that, but clearly he wants to. Hopefully, I'm just over thinking it. Maybe he just means when he sucks my blood again, he will run his hands all over my body. Yet, then again, I don't want him doing that either.

"Miss Strong, are you there?" The familiar accent of the Vampo, Liam, pulls me out of my running train of thought. How long have I just been standing here?

I bring my attention to him and he is pointing to the open chair next to one of the other humans. "Take a seat, now!" His voice becomes more loud and harsh. I quickly oblige and sit down on the comfy chair. Although, I can't even relax.

I look to my right and three chairs are placed in a line next to me, with a human on each of them. The boy next to me looks my age and so do the other two girls sitting on the other chairs. "Welcome to Shadow." He greets with a fake smile. "You all our all eligible to stay here, which is a good thing. I doubt any of you would like to go to Storage or the Drainers. Unless you do, then please, do speak now." Nobody says anything and he grabs a marker off of the movable white board. "That's what I thought." He mumbles to himself.

He turns around and starts scribbling the board. I can't see what he's writing because his built body is covering most of the it. A few minutes and a long awkward silence later, he shows us full view of the white board. I notice that he has drawn a tree graph, separating everyone here from the highest to the lowest. He picks up a long wood stick that was against the wall and slaps it on the white board where Master Harry Styles is written. Harry? That's a weird name. He looks like he would be called something more scary or bold, but no. Harry is his name. Ehh, I kinda like it.

"This is everyones' boss. He is the highest vampire here. Everyone obeys everything that he does no matter what it is. Seriously, if he tells you to go jump of a balcony, you best be running off of it." He says seriously, but I hope he is some what joking. Harry wouldn't really make someone jump to their death, would he?

He slaps his stick down to the next row of names. Sir Niall Horon, Sir Zayn Malik, Sir Liam Payne Sir Jack Teller is sloppily written across the board right under Master Harry Styles.

"These are also important people. You must treat them with as much respect as Master Harry. Also, if you didn't notice my name is right here." He smacks Sir Liam Payne with the his pointer stick. "So you guys treat me with respect." His tone is way too serious. All these vampires are such jerks.

He continues to tell us about the importance of people and who we treat with respect. He tells us that, us humans, are the lowest in Shadow. Ha, what's new? Humans are the lowest in the world. Animals have more freedom than us. He then begins to talk about our blood and we have to let a vampire suck our blood. No matter what. And if we resist, we get sent to the Drainers.

His long lesson turns to talking about the duties we have at Shadow and how we have to clean and other stupid shit that a slave would have to do. I don't pay too much attention though, for I start to zone out of Sir Liam's teaching. I let out a small yawn and feel my eyelids getting heavy. Shit, I'm so tired. I rest my elbow on the chair's arms rest and push my cheek to my hand. I try to stay tuned to Liam, but my eyes keep closing. My head drops forward without me realizing and I open my eyes and bring my head back up. I probably look like an idiot. Fuck Ellie, stay awake! I look over to make sure no one saw me. Luckily Liam was facing the board writing something, while the three other humans were fully tuned into him.