CRIMSON AND FUR

AmeliaI was driven up to the varsity in a limo and I half expected the college students to line up to welcome me, their princess but the school hardly noticed my arrival. Freshmen students and their parents were received in a large auditorium were many people I couldn't even remember their names and offices gave countless number of speeches until when I thought I was going to fall asleep in my seat out of boredom, we were shown to our dorms, parents hugged their wide eyed children and cried while some students like me who came alone tried not to look too lost as we tried to find our rooms.I stared up at the room number that was going to be the name of my new home, afraid to enter, scared that if I did, I was making it permanent. I couldn't just run back home to my Daddy when I lost courage. I was so lost in thought, I didn't see the beautiful tall blonde who had come to stand in front of me until she spoke.''Well Daddy's little girl is scared.'' She said mimicking the voice of a li

AmeliaIt was a week since my encounter with the hot frat guy. He hadn't told me his name, and yet somehow, his face -- the whole of him had been imprinted in my head.Tall, tan, shaggy blond hair and the bluest eyes I had ever seen with a body that was fit only for a god. He was the first man to kiss me, to touch me and also the first man to threaten my life.I shivered only thinking about the fact that he could hear every sound around me. How many people was he listening to right now? How many people had he threatened.... or was he only angry with nineteen year old vampires who had the misfortune to come to his school?Even as I asked those questions silently in my head, I knew the answer. He hated vampires and didn't think anything of killing one, I wondered why I was still alive.I took off my clothes and tied a towel around my chest, wondering if he could hear the fabric of my dress as I lifted it above me head -- if he could tell what the sound was. Thinking about that alone bro

AMELIAMy days passed uneventfully at the varsity. Hot frat party guy still refused to tell me his name. He still kept draining information from me about my Daddy. I didn’t believe he could come close to killing him and so I answered all of his questions – truthfully. I really don't know how to die -- or so I believe.He still kept up the sexual energy, kissing me at times, touching me in places his hands had no business going to, until I stopped trying to decieve myself. I had a crush on him, a massive one and I think he knew it. I guess it made him feel big and powerful, it made me feel small and powerless.I and Clarrisa had finally gotten to some unspoken understanding of some sorts, she stopped trying to make me talk about frat guy and I stopped stuttering. Most of the times now, she was wrapped up in her romance with one Percy King, I didn’t ask her about him either.I was passing beside the basketball court, already late for an evening class when I saw a two basketball players.

I tried my best to memorize all he was saying, trying to figure out a way to spoil all their plans without alerting my father. I had a vague idea what my father was going to do to him if he – my father found out, and even with all he had done to me, I couldn’t lie to myself that I wanted him to get hurt.’Well I just don’t think we can trust her boss.’’ A guy with shaggy red hair in dirty jeans and a ragged polo said. He sounded like he was stating an obvious thing, yet something that frat guy hadn’t figured out yet.‘’I don’t trust her of course, that’s why she doesn’t get to know the whole plan.’’ He turned to face the entire room now. ‘’We leave when I say we leave. So everyone stay alert.’’ He turned to me and nodded slightly. ‘’That includes you Amelia. You make that call when I ask you to.’’I waited until the entire members of his crew had all filled out before I started to leave. The truth was that I was scared, they had all shot me hateful glances when frat guy wasn’t watching

‘’Hello little princess’’ He said and I could smell his breath, some mixture of stale blood and garlic, I thought vampires hated garlic. I refused to talk to him. If I ignored him then he probably wouldn’t tell me why I had been kidnapped and then he wouldn’t tell me what he wanted in exchange for my freedom. I didn’t negotiate with terrorists. The vampire smiled and walked behind me, yanking my hair back and exposing the veins on my neck, he licked the vein and I tried hard not to be sick. ‘’You think your Werewolf lover -- Percy is going to come save you don’t you?’’ He whispered into my ear and even then tied up as I was, scared and badly needing to use the bathroom, my heart still started the erratic beating I was now so familiar with. Percy. What had happened to him? . . . . and why was this male referring to him as a Werewolf? I hoped these vampires with the audacity to kidnap their princess hadn’t harmed him. I wondered what I would do, how I would feel if they had.