Never Let Them Hurt You

(Gerard)

I paced around my house waiting for my new slave. About I week ago I had destroyed all the others. Whatever. They weren't any fun anyways. I hadn't had anything to do or play with since I killed them all, so I ordered just one to start building up again. She was expensive. I paid $10,000 for her, and the people at the hold said she was strong enough to be beaten. She'd better be worth this.
After a few more hours of pacing the doorbell rang. I rushed through the enormous house towards the front door. I opened it and there was a fellow vampire standing there next to a fairly small wooden crate. "She's all yours, Mr. Way", the delivery man said, smiling with his fangs. I signed the clipboard he had and smiled with pursed lips. "Thank you", I said quietly and picked up the box, closing the door. I carried the box through the house and down to the slaves quarters and torture chamber. I dropped the box, not caring about the newcomer inside and opened the top of it. "Wake up", I snarled and picked her up by the neck of her shirt, dropping her on the floor. She groaned and woke up, rolling on her side and keeping her eyes shut. "I said, WAKE. UP", I shouted, kicking her side. She groaned again and opened her eyes. She looked around and stood up quickly. Then it hit me. She was beautiful. She had blonde hair and sparkly blue eyes. She was.... Stunning. I blushed but kept a straight face. "Good. Now what's your name?" I growled. That was something I never asked slaves. I don't know, it just kind of came out. "I....d-don't have one", she whispered. "061299", she added. I furrowed my eyebrows. "You don't have a fucking name?" I said, staring down at her. She shook her head. She seemed so scared, and she was trembling and on the brink of tears. "O-okay. I'll give you a name. You're mine anyway", I said quietly. I bit my lip, making sure to show my fangs and thought. "Hm.... Annabelle. You are Annabelle", I said after a while. She looked up at me with her beautiful eyes and nodded. To seem mean I pushed her away from me and she fell on the ground. "Get comfy", I said smirking and left the room. I felt so badly for pushing her. She was so pretty. So beautiful. Why is this happening? I can't fall for slaves. What the hell?

Notes

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