Tracy

STAR'S POV

Alex……. no this is not Alex but a blond lady with the same emerald green eye color but this time, it was laced with black all around the Iris. The lady opened the door and came into the room. She was dressed in a leather jacket, a red top beneath ripped jeans, and boots. Her hair was wavy and stopped at her mid back, styled fashionably. She was a badass. When she turned to face me, I could see a mark on the left side of her neck. Two marks like she was beaten. I gasped and placed my left hand on my mouth. Holding the sheets close to my chest with my right hand I crawled so fast and close to the bed headboard, my back came in contact with it and it hurt. 

"Hey, relax! I am not going to hurt you. " She said, coming closer to the bed with concern written all over her face.

Stuttering, I said, "are you a vampire? Will you bite and suck my blood. " Opening my eyes wide open, the culmination hit me "oh no, I am in a vampire cave."

"What, no….."  the badass blond laughed at me so hard, her eyes were watery. "You are not in a vampire cave or any cave. Does this look like a cave to you?"  giving me a querying look, I shook my head. 

"Good, I am Tracy, but you can call me Tray. Do you recall what happened to you last night? Did you see anything ?" Badass blond asked while sitting on the bed by the other side. 

I looked at her surprised. I closed my eyes, trying to recall what happened then I said, "Last night, I could recall going home through the woods and felt someone trailing me, falling on something , something…..fluffy…."  

"And..?"  Sounding so desperate as she pressed on.

"I saw…."  Was about to tell her what I saw, that's the emerald green eyes laced with orange but we were intruded by a knock at the door. 

"Come in."  Tacy said with irritation, inclining her head backwards.

A cute blond came in with a black short gown sewed from neck to hem with white pockets at each side, her hair styled in a tight ponytail. She motioned Tacy to come over. 

"Excuse me. " Tacy excused herself , stood up from the bed and went to the door where the maid was. The maid  was whispering to Tacy, I could not hear anything but could see Tacy nodding her head up and down  answering yes. When she was done, the maid left and Tacy returned to me.

Smiling down at me she said, "Your presence is requested by my boss down stairs. Am sure you are hungry ?"  

As she mentioned hunger, my stomach grumbled loudly in response to her question .

"It seems I have my answer. " She said, laughing.

I felt so shy , heat creeped onto my face and I blush. Nodding my head as a second answer, I held my stomach saying, "Yes please, I am starving. "

"Get dressed fast . There is a walk in the closet by your right . Dress in either red or black."  She pointed at the door to my right. I was wondering what was inside not long ago.

Placing both my hands on my thigh, I asked Tacy  "Ok , black or red. But why black or red , can't I dress in another color?"

"That's his order, be quick, he doesn't like waiting."  she motioned at me to get up and get dressed.

Plunging down from the bed, my feet came in contact with a cold tiled floor. Goosebumps could be clearly seen on my  arms. I stood up, looking at myself, it was then I realized I was not in my Lacy top and mini skirt but a gray silk nightwear. What's it with silk, red, gray and black color?

"I will be back in twenty, make sure you are done and ready, Okay?"  Tacy told me as she was on her way out of the room.

" Alright, I will . See you then." I waved at her. 

Before she left, she turned to me and smiled, and asked, "Wait, you can see the marks on my neck?"

Surprised at her question, I answered "Yes, I can. Is it meant to be invisible?" 

 She just nodded her head on both sides and said "It's a tattoo, imprinted on me by my love."

"Awnnnn, that is so romantic."  I squwed out.

She just smiled at me, then I heard a voice.. "You will soon be marked, be strong." Then she left the room. Shutting the door. I heard her descending down some set of stairs, her footsteps fading with each step. 

I was left with my own thoughts in the middle of the room. "Did she just speak to me without moving her lips?" Asking myself, facing the mirror.

The walk in closet is magnificent. It had a large joint bathroom which consisted of a shower and a bathtub. There were different types of showered gel displayed on the counter, I was confused on which to use and they all looked expensive. Different sizes and brands of towels were hung close to the window. I finally made my choice and picked a white shower gel, smelling heavenly like roses mixed with vanilla. I closed my eyes, taking in the sweet scent. 

When I was done  showering, I took a middle sized towel and wrapped it around my waist. The towel reached below my knee due to my petite figure. I took the smallest one and wrapped it around my hair. Opening the wardrobe, my mouth was wide open. The gowns there were exquisite. The section by my right was filled with red gowns and the sections by my left were filled with black gowns. I reached for a short gown and saw a tag . The gown was worth ($200) two hundred dollars. My eyes were wide open, almost popping out from their sockets. That is like my yearly allowance. I rummaged through the cardboard. All the gowns looked so beautiful and expensive. Confused on what to wear, I stood still looking through the cardboard. Spotted a red long dinner gown with a long slit in the front. 

What could support the piece from falling off one's body was a slim shiny material at the neck joint with the body of the piece. It was breathtaking. Ten minutes later I was fully and properly dressed. Facing the mirror and applying a red lipstick, I smiled at myself. I looked so beautiful, the red lipstick and red gown matched my white skin. My wavy hair was left falling freely, reaching my bum. I didn't worry about styling it. The  red gown fits perfectly as if it was measured before it was being sewed . My breasts were full with my nipples showing perfectly underneath the material. Now I understood why Aunt Kate always insisted on my putting on a bra. I gasped, placing my hand on my chest.

"Aunt Kate"  She will be worried . Tracy walked in talking to someone on the phone, she stopped and was just staring. 

"I will call you back." Speaking to the person at the other end of the line and switching off her phone.

I could see appreciation in her eyes which later turned to sadness.

Moving towards her I asked,  "What's wrong?"  

She just nodded her head and said "Nothing, your beauty just took me by surprise. Hope you are done, he is waiting for you" 

I nodded.

We reached the dinning. It was massive. A long polished table right in the middle of the dining room with just two chairs at the both ends of the table. "That's odd!"  saying to myself, frowning a little.

"Why frown with a face as beautiful and peaceful as the moon." A deep voice echoed throughout the room . It was coming from behind. I turned to see who it was. Shocked, I stood there staring. He looked so much like Alex . A bit matured, very matured  but same eyes, similar voice and same sleek black  hair but his was cut by both sides giving him that bad boy's look. 

Stepping backwards I asked "Who are you" 

Scrutinizing me up and down he voiced, "Don't be scared. I'm a friend." he said this while walking towards me. He touched my hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it.  After  which he dragged me towards the table, he uttered, "You look ravishing by the way. Red suits you." 

Replying to him I said "Thank you."

"I can't wait to mark and claim you before that bastard."  I turned and stared at him.

 Turning towards him and asking, "What did you say? "

He looked surprised and taken off guard "What, I didn't say anything. Did you hear something? "  

Making a suggestion I said "No, maybe it's my imagination." 

He nodded his head .

"Can she hear? It's a bit early for her." that same voice spoke again. Turning to my left and right, I was looking to see if there was someone else in the room except for the both of us.

He stopped moving. "Are you alright?"  concern laced his voice.

"Yes, just hungry."  I answered with my stomach following suit.

He laughed and said "oh my..., you're really hungry. Diner is served ."