Romance Fan Fiction / Other Fan Fiction / Fables/Fairytales Fan Fiction ❯ A Vampire Story. ❯ My Horrible, Abused Past. ( Prologue )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Hey, I actually wrote this! That's right. I did. No disclaimer. Well, okay. Annalee also wrote it. But, really, It was my idea. And Mostly My words. Mostly.
It was horrible moment when I was born into the Family of Smiths. I never fit in, and they abused me, constantly. They never punished my brothers and sisters when they played human piñata with meal base-ball bats. And they insisted that I sleep outside. One day, they said they killed my puppy, instead of sending him to a fabulous farm where he could run around,. Occasionally, they were nice to me. At least, that's what I thought.
Turns out, those cookies they made me were poisoned. It was a sad day for us all. `Mommy' no longer showed any affection, not even false affection, and I lost all hope of becoming anything they would ever accept. They, in turn, lost one of their favorite past times.
Well, there was that time they taught me how to swim. When they tied me in a burlap bag and threw me in the middle of the freezing lake. Eventually, I found my way home, despite the wonderful work of my father.
When I was finally old enough to leave, I was emaciated from lack of food (only the scraps for me!) My hair was long (no one bothered to cut it) and my clothes were revealing (well, they were torn… I did scavenge them from a trashcan).
I realize now that my family was only trying to prepare me for the real world, which is almost as abusive as they are. Well, I do have better clothes, I am making money, and my starvation is strictly voluntary. I only get hit every now and then, and it's always where no one can see!
I contemplated this as the man raping me began to notice my oddly calm face. This was the third time this week this had happened. The first few times it was scary, then it was a little exhilarating, but now it was just plain routine, like those crummy hotels where I do my job. He crudely asked of me
“Why ain't ya yellin'?” His crude language was childlike, almost innocent.
“Because This has happened too many times. It's not scary.” I replied, calmly smiling, then added “Try not to rip my fishnet hose or my tube top.”
“This doesn't scare ya?” He said motioning towards his hulking body
“Not really…” I responded, looking at the things even with me in this dark alleyway. It was darker than my outlook on life. “Last week I was Gang Raped. That was pretty bad.”
I contemplated this as the man raping me began to notice my oddly calm face. This was the third time this week this had happened. The first few times it was scary, then it was a little exhilarating, but now it was just plain routine, like those crummy hotels where I do my job. He crudely asked of me
“Why ain't ya yellin'?” His crude language was childlike, almost innocent.
“Because This has happened too many times. It's not scary.” I replied, calmly smiling, then added “Try not to rip my fishnet hose or my tube top.”
“This doesn't scare ya?” He said motioning towards his hulking body
“Not really…” I responded, looking at the things even with me in this dark alleyway. It was darker than my outlook on life. “Last week I was Gang Raped. That was pretty bad.”
This alleyway was darker than my heart, darker than my soul- The man above me took out a switchblade. Oh, shit. I thought. Now I was scared. Rape was one thing...Being murdered was another... My heart leapt to my throat, suddenly beating fast and hard. My breathing was labored as I failed to contain my panic. Then I felt myself slip from consciousness as I fainted Suddenly, his weight was lifted off of me, and I heard a scuffle going on behind me, Accompanied by savage hissing and growling.
Quickly, I pulled my Tube top and skirt down, pulled my tights up, and adjusted my G-string, and unsteadily stood up on my stiletto boots. I looked around, concerned.
“Hello?” I called out, straining to see my savior, maybe my next captor. There was no response. Quickly I turned on my heel and stared a very skinny, sexy man standing beside me.
Before I knew it, I was being picked up and held.
"You're safe now..." A silky smooth voice rang softly in my ear.
"Huh...wha-?" my eyes widened, "How did you SAVE me?"
The mood shattered somewhat as the man's eyes widened in panic. He looked around quickly like he was trying to think of the right way to explain.
"Uhhhh..." Maybe not... "Look at my sexy vampire teeth!" He flashed his teeth at me. His canines were twice as long as normal people's. He licked them quickly with his tongue and hissed seductively. Dumbstruck. That's the right word for how I felt. Not dumbstruck because he had vampire teeth, but because they were SEXY vampire teeth. I opened my mouth to say something and then THUNK. Something hit my head. My sight went a little blurry before it blacked out completely.
"You're safe now..." A silky smooth voice rang softly in my ear.
"Huh...wha-?" my eyes widened, "How did you SAVE me?"
The mood shattered somewhat as the man's eyes widened in panic. He looked around quickly like he was trying to think of the right way to explain.
"Uhhhh..." Maybe not... "Look at my sexy vampire teeth!" He flashed his teeth at me. His canines were twice as long as normal people's. He licked them quickly with his tongue and hissed seductively. Dumbstruck. That's the right word for how I felt. Not dumbstruck because he had vampire teeth, but because they were SEXY vampire teeth. I opened my mouth to say something and then THUNK. Something hit my head. My sight went a little blurry before it blacked out completely.