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Sold To Vampires

Sold To Vampires

Kathia Mist

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One day my father sent me to live in a mansion, I was born in a humble family, so having the chance to live in a place like this seemed like a dream to me. Little did I know what an idiot I was for thinking this way. The residents of the mansion were beasts that fed on my pain and suffering, fed on my body and flesh, were nourished by blood and lust. At first, I couldn't believe that the man who was supposed to protect me, who I trusted from the moment I was born had sold me to these men as a kind of blood bank. Now I had to do everything in my power to survive.

Chapter 1 The mansion.

I heard knocking on my door first thing in the morning.

"Emily, my dear, it's time to wake up already."

I rolled over in my bed, the sun coming through my window was definitely strong, I could barely see anything in front of me in such brightness.

"If you don't get up now you won't get any coffee before you catch your train."

"All right, Dad, I'm coming!"

"Be downstairs in ten minutes tops."

I made an effort to actually get up from my bed, he was right after all, if I didn't get up now, I would end up ruining my whole day. Today would be the day that my life would change for the better, a week ago my father told me that I would be moving to a house in a luxurious part of the nearest city, obviously I asked him many questions about how this would be possible, my father only explained to me that he had asked some favors from acquaintances, and so that I could attend a good school and have a chance for a good future I would move there and live with a tutor. Even though this move meant that I would simply have to abandon my father and my friends, I was still excited about the idea of living a good life and studying in a good school.

I went to the bathroom and took a super quick shower, after all I had wasted a lot of time sleeping, picked out some comfortable clothes for the trip and went downstairs to the kitchen.

"By god Emily, I thought I would sleep until the afternoon."

"No need to exaggerate Dad, I was just a little sleepy."

"Are your bags packed yet?"

"Yes, I went to bed a little late last night because I was packing them."

"I told you to do it earlier. You always leave things for later."

My father seemed a little grumpier this morning, I was tempted to answer him, but in a few hours, I would get on a train and not see him for quite a while. I wanted to spend as much time with my grouchy father as possible.

"Come on dad, in a few hours I'll be gone, you don't want to spend your last hours with me arguing."

"Fine. But learn to be more organized when you're there, I don't want you to be too much trouble for your tutor."

"Okay."

We finished eating breakfast, my father and I talked a bit about how I should behave while I am there, the fact that I am apparently disorganized came back into our conversation, but I decided not to care. My father helped me put my bags in the car, while we were doing this, he kept complaining about how heavy they were and that I was probably taking too many things unnecessarily.

Everything was ready, the bags were in the car and my anxiety became more and more present, we got in the car and as my father drove to the station my heart beat faster and faster. As soon as we arrived at the crowded station, I saw familiar faces, my friends from school were there to say goodbye to me, John, Anny and Clarie were standing at the entrance of the station, as soon as they saw me, they ran to me, they hugged me so tight that I thought I would die right there.

Our goodbye was taken by words of comfort, tears and sobs, in a moment we had to stop our hug so that I could catch my train, everyone made sure to accompany me and help me carry my bags, I was so sad at that moment, leaving my life, my father, my friends behind was painful, but if everything went well I could meet them again, we also promised to always keep in touch and make a group call at least twice a week, this way I would feel less fear of being forgotten or abandoned by them. I said goodbye to them again and finally, I said goodbye to my father, he kissed my forehead and wished me good luck, just that, no tears no sobs, just good luck and a strange affection on his face, somehow, I felt his gaze a little empty, but I thought it was something in my head. I boarded the train and watched my friends and my father through the window as long as I could while the train left the platform, they were the dearest people to me, not being able to see them for so long made my heart hurt.

It was a long journey, maybe a little longer than I expected, when I arrived at the station of my destination there was a man waiting for me, he said my name and introduced himself only as Thom, he told me that he was sent to pick me up and take me home, he helped me carry my bags to a luxurious black car, once everything was ready and I got in and he drove for a few minutes until he stopped in front of a large mansion.

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