Chapter 11

I couldn't fall asleep after that. So I decided to just get up and start doing my chores. I silently walk out of my room and into Ronan's to see he's laying on his bed in a deep slumber. He looks so peaceful. His usually hard demeanor is now soft as his muscles are relaxed. Even in his sleep he's attractive.

I walk over to the list of chores to see it's the same thing since the day I've been here. I decide to leave his bed for last and start with cleaning his laundry. I walk to his closet to grab the hamper with all his dirty clothes. I turn to walk out but end up running into the wall. My vision blurs from the contact as I try to move to walk around it but end up running into it again but this time I can feel a soft material cotton. Wait a minute. My vision clears and I see that I didn't run into the door but Ronan. Oh no.

"What are you doing?" Annoyance clearly evident in his sweet honey like voice as he rubs his beautiful eyes.

That dream must have really messed with my head even more because a voice can sound anything but honey.

"Well I woke up and couldn't fall back asleep so I decided to get a head start doing my chores" I explain to him. He studies my face carefully, absorbing every detail of my face.

"Very well then I'll be out of your way so you may continue." He turns away from me and I hear the faint click of a door closing. I walk out to have no sight of him anywhere. Why does he always speak so formal? You would think we were in the olden days in England from the way he talks.

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I was currently walking back to Ronan's room my arms full from the basket filled with now clean clothes. This basket was actually really heavy considering there's not much in here than usual. I have a hard time trying to balance myself with the basket leaning side to side bringing me with it. I've almost dropped the clothes numerous times.

I jump and all the clothes fall to the ground as I hear an ear-piercing scream. I have to cover my ears from the excruciating sound. From the loudness from it had to be close. I turn down one of the hallways I've never been down before. I continue all the way down as the screams only get louder and louder. There's a slightly open door all the way at the end. I push the door open as the bloody boiling screams echo off the walls and hit me full force making me grunt from the damage it's doing to my ears. There's a set of old cemented stairs that have chips and cracks along everyone. I continue down the stairs holding my ears even more trying to block out the sound as its volume increases to it's max. I get to the end of the stairs and before I enter into the opening of the basement a voice in the back of my head is telling me to head back. But me being me I continue pushing the nagging voice to the far back of my conscious. I enter the one room basement to see the walls covered in whips, knifes, swords, rope, and a lot of things I don't recognize. This has to be torment tools. I look to the center of the room to see Ronan's back to me. I move closer to get a better look trying to find the source of the noise and come to my conclusion as a girl around my age is strapped to a chair while Ronan drains the life out of her. I recognize the girl as one of the servants here. Is this what he does to his slaves once he's had enough of them? If so I'm already a goner and I haven't even been here a month. I didn't notice I was crying until one of my tears hit my hand. I look at hand but instead of my focus on my hand it was on the blood covered floor. The floor was a deep crimson making me even more scared for my life. I should probably leave before he notices I'm here. Good idea.

I start to back away from Ronan and the poor servant girl whose probably dead by now. But with my luck I walk into one of the tools on the wall knocking it to the ground. I freeze as my eyes turn bigger than a deer caught in headlights. I'm so dead.

Ronan's head painfully slow turns to face me. The first thing I notice are his eyes and I wish I didn't. They are completely black and filled with hunger. I wish I had the strength to look away but I don't. My eyes are locked on his face. His fangs fully extracted. I see he has an extra pair of smaller fangs. I've never seen that on any other vampire. This only adds to my horror. His fangs and lips have rich blood dripping off of them. His clothes are drench in sanguine fluid making his clothes stick to his toned body.

He gives me a sinister smirk as he licks his lips. He looks at me as if saying haven't you heard curiosity killed the cat? I gulp air through my dry throat not having the ability to move any part of my body like it was frozen in a trance. I look at the girl the see you limb body pale and not moving. Is this what's going to happen to me?

My breathing starts to pick up as the oxygen levels seem to decrease. Oh no I'm having a panic attack. I wrap my hands around my throat trying to rub my muscles to relax but nothing works. I try taking deep slow breathes but my lungs need oxygen fast and they can't wait. My breathing increases impossibly more as my head becomes fuzzy and black dots begin to block my vision. And everything becomes black.

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I hear a continuous beeping noise making a steady rhythm. I hear soft whispers from a distance but can't make out what they're saying. I try to pry my eyes open but fail due to the lack of energy in my body. My limbs feel heavy and numb against the plush softness of the bed I'm lying on. I feel the movement of the bed was the top half rises bringing my torso up into a sitting position. I didn't realize I had a gas mask on until it was removed and is replaced with what feels like a glass against my lips. A hand is brought up to the back of my neck as the glass tips and opens my mouth to be filled with ice cold water. I struggling swallowing as my throat feels dryer than a dessert. After slowly taking a couple more sips the hand behind my neck moves down bringing my head to rest against the pillow and it slowly slips away. I use all my might to open my eyes and succeed. I'm met with brightness not use to the lightning I blink a couple times to adapt to my surroundings. When I can see properly I notice I'm not in my room everything is white and the smell of sterile fills the room. Am I in a hospital? I thought there were none left because all humans were in hiding, slaves or in worst case dead. I look around the room to try and find the nurse who gave me water but only find Lia. She has a sympathetic smile on her face. Her skin looks paler than usual and her eyes aren't as bright.

"Hey how are you feeling?" Her eyes glow with worry. Why would she be worried? Maybe because I am one of her only 'friends'. I surprisingly feel bad for Lia. She told me stories about her life growing up and how harsh it was. She never had the chance to live a normal life but I did and I feel for her. Damn you Miabella for having a heart. Why couldn't I just be heartless all of this would be so much simpler but I can't help but to try to understand people and be optimistic it's the only thing that has helped me through the years.

"I've been better" I choke as my throat burns from the sudden usage of it like it hasn't been used in years. She nods her head and picks up the glass of water bringing it to my hands.

"Here take some more it'll help" she motions to the liquid now in my hands. My arms shake as I bring the cup to my lips drinking the cool wetness and relieving the burning in my throat. She smiles as she visible sees that it worked in helping my pain. I bring the water back down to lap tired from the light action. How could I be so drained of energy? As if sensing my confusion Lia speaks up.

"You were out for a week. We were all so worried. Ronan wouldn't even let anywhere near you not even the doctors until I-"

"Wait what do you mean Ronan wouldn't let anyone near me? Why would he care?" I interrupt her. The last time I saw Ronan he was quenching his thirst on one of the servants. Shivers run down my spine at the horrific details of it.

She lifts and then drops her shoulders, "you'll have to ask him." Great. How does one go up to someone and ask that. Like hey why um wouldn't you let nurses to their job by taking care of me? Or why do you care last time we saw each other you were fangs neck into one of the servants? I inner chuckle at my sarcasm.

"So where are we exactly?" I asked changing the subject.

"Oh we're in the hospital corridor of the house. Yeah since Purebloods don't get sick very often or even injured we have our own because we heal a lot faster than humans so it would raise suspicion since it was during a time you didn't know of our existence" she throughly explains. Well that explains that. "I just remembered something I can't believe I almost forgot!" Lia jumps up excitedly.

"What?" I cautiously ask due to her over excitement.

"My parents always have this gathering party every year and invite the family and all the other higher class vampires to their house to have as what you humans would see more as a grand ball and I convinced Ronan to bring you, you know after all this happened you deserve to relax and have fun, plus it's better than him bringing that snobby Veronica he usually takes but with our luck she'll probably still go." My stomach drops as Lia mentions this Veronica girl that Ronan usually brings to this party. I don't know why but this makes me weary of myself. Of course he has someone why wouldn't he. "We have to get ready!" Lia says getting me up from the bed and basically carrying me to her room.

"Wait why do we have to get ready?" I question her.

"The party's tonight duh" she explains as if it was obvious and begins to fix my hair. This is going to be fun.

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While waiting for Lia to finish getting me and herself ready I had more than plenty of enough time to study my surroundings. Her room was set up just like Ronan's except she had different shades of purple. My favorite color. I didn't even know Lia left until she came back holding a dress with the biggest grin on her face. The dress was black and floor length. From the waist up was covered in bejewels and sequences. The rest of the length was covered in lace.

"This is perfect" she motions for me to take the dress and change. But she also doesn't forget to mention that I still can't look in the mirror.

I walk into her closet that's 3 times the size of Ronan's and filled with everything a girl would ever need. This is almost as big as my room. I ignore the beauty and amazement of her closet by taking off the clothes I'm wearing and slip on the elegant dress.

Once the dress is on I can't help but to be thankful that it fits perfectly. It's snug around my chest but not too much. The dress hugs my curves in all the right places and falls straight down to the ground leaving 6 inches dragging on the ground. I walk out of the closet and see Lia wearing a 2 piece bright red dress bring out her dark hair and golden eyes. Her hair is softly curled and looks thicker than usual even with some of it pulled back. She bright glossed lips match her dress and the light eyeshadow makes her eyes even more prominent. She gives me a wide smile making her look even more beautiful than she already was. She rushes over to me bringing me into her embrace.

"Oh Miabella you look amazing! You're going to have Ronan on his knees for you" she smirks at her last remark. I blush madly just imagining how Ronan would look on his knees because of me. Like that'd ever happen. Her eyes suddenly go very wide. She runs into her closet. While she was gone I walk over to the body mirror and see exactly what she was talking about. My hair was curled and braided into a bun with some curls sticking out on the sides of my face. My face was contoured bringing out my high check bones. My emerald eyes sparkled as the smokey eyeshadow made them pop out like a gem. Lia came back with glittery sliver heels that are about 6 inches. She hands them to me. Does she expect me to be able to walk in these things? She obviously does when she says, "there that should complete it."

I slip the heels on and tighten them to my ankle so my feet don't move around too much. I stand up and take a step only to almost fall on my face. Lia comes next to me and helps me balance in the new shoes.

"Never worn heels before I take it?" She helps me take a couple steps to get use it the new height I'm at.

"No. It's a lot harder than it looks" I laugh as a stumble again but balance myself before I fall.

"Just take your time and walk slow until you get use to them" she advises.

"Okay." I walk carefully around her finally starting to get the hang of it. Who knew walking in heels would be so hard. Lia looks at the time and gestures for me to walk out of her room.

"It's time to leave follow behind me." She walks out the door with me closely following behind her. To say I'm a little nervous to see Ronan is an understatement. The last time we encountered each other was the reason why I had a panic attack and passed out. I shake my head trying to rid it of his hunger crazed eyes.

We come to the stairwell and Ronan and blondie are waiting at the door fixing the suits and tux. Lia continues to walk down the steps but I'm frozen in my spot at the top of the stairs my gaze never leaving Ronan. As if sensing my presence Ronan's eyes automatically meet mine. His deep blue eyes widen astray roam my body. My body starts to move on it's own slowly walking down the steps while my hand grips the railing for extra support. Never once does Ronan or I break contact. Even after almost slipping I never turned away. His hair was pushed up making it look fully and giving it volume. His deep blue eyes swirling like waves of the ocean. His lips looked plump and were a light shade of pink and partially open. His tux complimented him very well as it didn't fail to show he was very well built.

I reach the bottom of the stairs and head towards everyone else. Lia gives me a smirk since she probably seen that neither Ronan or I could take our eyes off one another. Blondie comes towards me grabbing my shoulder bringing my body towards his chest.

"Damn slave you clean up nice" he says sarcastically while chuckling at his joke. I laugh a little at his sorta compliment. Suddenly a low growl is heard behind us and we turn to see Ronan eyes no longer deep blue but a blackhole. He grabs me out of Bryce's hold and straight into his hard chest.

"Miniera" he whispers in his beautiful language. I don't even know what he send but it sent pleasant shivers down my body giving me goosebumps as tingle form on my skin from where our bodies made contact. Lia smirks and Bryce looks confused. They must know what he said. I'll make sure to ask Lia later. Bryce and Lia are the first ones to walk out of the house and into the long black limo. I'm about to walk out when Ronan brings me back into his grasp. He pushes one of my strand hairs behind my ear while muttering in a low voice, "sei bellissima Miabella."

He ushers me out the door his body dangerously close to mine as we make our way to the limo. The driver already has the door open waiting for us to enter so we can leave. The man gives me a nod before I enter and take an open seat closest to Lia. Ronan follows behind me and sits next to Bryce. They seem ti be in a deep conversation so I turn towards Lia whose already smirking at me.

"What?" This girl is always smirking at me.

"Nothing. Nothing at all" she speaks while taking a sip of wine. Mhm sure.

"Do you know what Ronan said back there you know when he practically ripped me away from Bryce" I ask her.

"Nope" she smirks again making a popping sound for the 'p'. Liar.