7. Chapter Seven.

I felt like time had stopped when I hurried back to my room, passing maids and, happily, no Vampire's who would love to sink their canines into my luscious neck for mere pleasure.

I slid down the door frame, clutching my chest and panting for breath. I felt thankful to be alive after my sheer idiocy.

Had I been possessed or something? Had I been forced to do something? What on earth were these peculiar feelings I was experiencing? Nobody could possibly know about my awkward and strange encounters, that much was certain.

"Issa!" Catherine's voice echoed out in the room before she stooped down in front of me, her eyes filled with concern.

"We've been searching for you for hours! I thought a vampire had harmed you. Where have you been?" When she inquired, I looked up to see Vince peering down at me, his face showing how irritated he was.

"I went out looking for food to eat simply because I was hungry." I concocted a pitiful fabrication.

My embarrassing secret is something I'd never reveal. I had never even attempted to sleepwalk once in my life, so I have no idea how in the world I was able to enter Prince Salvatore's room.

"Really, you ought to have woken me up! I gave you the instruction to stay inside unless Vince or I were with you. Why would you act in such a reckless manner and endanger your own life?" I received a reprimand from Catherine that was childlike.

"It won't happen once more." As she helped me get up off the ground and helped me into bed like a child, I grumbled to her.

One reprimand followed by another. What came next intrigues me.

"She's fortunate to still be alive." I unintentionally made a sneering gesture at Vince while he was speaking.

"Now that I'm not destined to die anymore and you can't suck me dry then I think it's best you don't come to see me anymore since you can't stand the sight of seeing me." I unfortunately snapped at him letting Catherine gasp.

With widening eyes, I quickly covered my mouth. I had liked my mundane existence, but my sheer stupidity and carelessness were beginning to get the best of me and would surely get me killed soon.

To my utter surprise Vince marched right throughout the door, leaving me with my throat in my mouth. Well I guess luck was back on my side again.

My body and mind were acting impulsively whenever anything had to do with Prince Salvatore, and I was starting to get frustrated with it. I went to the bathroom without waiting to hear what else Catherine had to chastise me about; they were starting to feel like the parents I never had.

I got into the shower reminiscing about prince Salvatore and how he made my body the complete opposite of what I wanted it to be.

Of how that one moment I waited for him to say why I was in his room only for him to whisper in my ear for me to 'get out'. I immediately sprinted outs his room feeling mortified than ever.

I detested every bone in his body for inducing such fever and misery into me, I couldn't figure out why, and yet I constantly craved to be in his presence only.

After a few minutes of contemplation beneath the shower, I emerged from the bathroom to find snacks in bed waiting for me.

I climbed into bed while still eating. Despite the fact that Vince had treated me even worse from the moment I arrived, I felt bad about the way I had treated him.

"You know, when I believed something had happened to you, I became concerned and immediately summoned Vince. He dropped everything he was doing and was the one to warn everyone that if they hurt you, he'd kill them." Hearing Catherine's explanation, I pushed my food aside.

"However, he presents himself as though I am a burden that he is eager to be freed from. I didn't ask for this life to be mine. I was thrust into all of this." I mumbled something to myself.

"He is merely wallowing in self-pity because he has a beautiful pet that he is unable to touch. I offered to take you off his hands without hesitation, but he refused because he feels you hold special meaning for him." In a soothing manner, Catherine stroked my hair in a pet-like manner.

Yeah, a tasty special course meal for him, nothing more.

"Why are you telling me all of this, and why are you being so friendly to me? Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful that out of everyone here, you've been kind enough to guarantee that other Vamps haven't fed on my flesh, even if you did assist in kidnapping me, and I should be upset, but I'm grateful." I rambled on gently.

I wasn't thankful to my kidnapper for kidnapping me, but I was thankful that they hadn't done anything particularly heinous to me since I arrived here as I had somewhat initially expected.

"Because you appear to be a person who has been through a lot since. Growing up hasn't been easy for me either. I recall when I first came here, I didn't ask for this either, but it quickly improved and was way superior to what it used to be for me out there." Catherine explained.

"I'm not saying it will for you because I don't know what the future holds, but I've somewhat lived what you have, which has been a miserable existence based on your previous words, and I'd be cruel to treat you like crap knowing you've dealt with crap in your life." Catherine mentioned.

"You Vampires never cease to astound me with something new every day. I had no idea vampires were so sentimental."

I suppose they're not the blood draining, cold-hearted animals I've heard about in stories or maybe I'm just being naive as usual and letting down my guard.

"We're not all bad." She retorted.

"I'm sorry." I apologized.

In an apparent attempt to make up for his awful earlier behaviour, Vince entered the room carrying two cups of what appeared to be hot chocolate tea and handed me one. I quickly took a taste, allowing my agitated spirit to cool.

This could definitely work.

'Two cups of tea! Have you forgotten that there's a third person inside the room?' I snickered hearing Catherine's rants at Vince.

"I accept your apology." I muttered.

I would have been content with how these two treated me if they weren't some blood-sucking vampires, but given who they are, it is obvious that they cannot be trusted.

"I wasn't apologizing." He murmured and I glared at him.

'Maybe that would calm down your moody tempers since you love it so much.' I scoffed at Vince's words.

"I don't have a volatile temper! Did you tamper with my tea too? And how did you discover that I enjoy chocolate tea?" I wondered why I was causing the two people in the room to gasp in surprise.

"How the hell did you know what I just thought in my damn mind?" When I heard his words, I scowled.

"You just said it out loud." I stated taking another sip of my chocolate tea.

"No I didn't." I looked at Vince and Catherine wide eye now realizing what I had just done.

Then it dawned on me. I was actually hearing whatever Vince and Catherine were saying in there mind. The room abruptly changed from calm to tensed and I was at the receiving end of two deadly Vampire's glaring at me with fangs ready to kill.

What the hell have I done?!