Incase u forgot, I changed the name from I’m not the vampire to Vampire Queen.

Warning this chapter is slightly meer graphic. Rated PG-13.

Gwen’s POV

I turned away from him and looked in the mirror. I can’t believe this. Why me? And that Heather girl. I go to school with her. She's the one who started those stupid vampire rumors. Why me? Is she jealous that I’m queen of something?

“She’s just mad because she knows that only vampires are chosen to be queens and she wanted to be the queen herself. She started the rumors so people would focus on u as a vampire instead of her. And u where chosen door Nyx because she knows you’d do us good.” Trent answered all my unspoken questions.

“I really like it better if u let me ask before u answer my questions.” I zei folding my arms across my torso, angry at him.

“Sorry, u know I can’t help it. It’s not like I can stop. Besides, in a couple of minuten I won't be able to do it ever again.” He zei while playing with his pendent. “Curious about it?” he asked, looking at me now. His eyes are so magnificently deep. Soft and so serine. Even for a vampire. “I am flattered u think so.” He commentaar gegeven on my thoughts. I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment. I can’t believe he heard that. “I can hear everything.” He zei rudely

“So what’s the deal with the pendants?” I asked, ignoring his smugness.

“Well, u know that it controls us. Also it is chosen for us at birth. So why don’t we go shopping for yours?” he asked.

“Mine?” I asked.

“Yes. As a vampire you're gonna need one.” He said.

Vampire? Me?

“Of course. Did u really think Nyx would let a human lead us?” he chuckled.

“Well I am defiantly NOT going to be a vampire.” I snapped at him. He stood up and looked at me.

“Why not?” he asked annoyed.

“Because all of u guys are disgusting, nasty, perverted, people. And I don’t want anything to do with u freaks!” I zei balling my hands into fists.

“I'm afraid u don’t have much of a choice there, sweet cheeks.” He replied rudely.

“Ughh, jerk... u have to follow my every command right?” I asked randomly.

“Yeaaah?” he replied, sounding meer like a question.

“Good. SIT!” I commanded like he was a dog. “And stay.” I finished as I ran out of the room.

“Gwen!!!!” he yelled, but I kept running. I ran past a bunch of people but kept running. I soon found the door and burst threw it, into the dag light.

I ran across the street, not looking where I was I going. A truck driver blared his horn at me; I looked over and froze, literally like a dear in the head lights. As the truck drove closer and closer to me, life appeared to go in slow motion, I swear I saw a tunnel with a blinding light at the end.

Suddenly, I felt a strong force push me out of the way of the massive sixteen-wheeler. I opened my eyes, which I sealed so tightly the sun almost blinded me. I was being held down door Trent, who was growling angrily. To save me he skidded his arm agents the concrete and was bleeding.

“I told you! u can’t leave.” He zei biting back the pain that clearly showed on his face. He stood up, picked me up, and held me under his arm like a doll.

'Put me down.' I screamed in my mind.

“You almost got killed! And I am in pain. Wait until you’re safely inside.” He hissed inching to the door. Now I’m able see it kind of looked like a night club. It was called ‘The Dungeon’

“I order u to put me down!” I yelled.

“Order over thrown for safely.” He replied angrily, trying to sound robotic. Wow in pain and he can still make jokes.

As soon as he shut the door he fell over in agonizing pain. I looked at him and I couldn’t help but feel guilty. He was bleeding a lot and he was seriously hurt. “Stop worrying about me. Once I get a drink I’ll be fine.” He said, still reading my thoughts. Wonderful.

He stumbled past me still grasping his bleeding arm to the room full of vampires.

“Oh my god! Trent, what the heck happened to you?” Bridgett screamed in shock.

“Stupid trucks” He hissed making his way dramatically to the couch. “I was saving her Royal Highness over here.” He zei pissed off.

“Trent, I’m really sorry. I just…” he cut me short.

“If u where sorry then u would have stayed put.” He hissed. I was shocked. Should I feel bad about it? I mean, I know it's my fault... I looked at the floorboards, trying to conceal my guilt. He sighs and I looked up. “I’ll be fine. I just need a drink and I’ll be ok. Someone get me a bag. I don’t care what kind, just get me some.” He said.

“Sorry dude, but Owen over there just drank the last blood bag.” Duncan zei pointing to Owen, who waved empathetically.

“You’ll just have to let this one heal on its own.” Geoff said.

“That'll take weeks, jerk” He grumbled. Now I feel even worse. It’s my fault he’s in so much pain. I wish so terribly I could help him...

“Drink my blood.” I said, looking away.

I could feel his eyes piercing me like daggers. “Drinking from u got me in this mess, missy.” He hissed with pure venom in his words.

“I know and I am sorry. But what use to me are u like this?” I asked looking up. “It’s a one time thing. Never again. Ok?” I zei sitting down door him.

“It’s forbidden for-” He began.

“I, your queen to be, order you, my servant, to drink from my blood and heal your wounds.” I zei powerful and annoyed.

“You're own damn fault.” He said, leaning towards my neck. He pined me to the divan, bank and undid the first few buttons of my dress to expose my neck.

Do u have to do that? I thought.

“Your fault.” He hissed again.

His sharp fangs came to the sensitive skin of my neck and he gently pierced my neck. At first, I merely cringed at the pricks he made, but then, suddenly, I screamed out in agony. His fangs entered slowly and if I didn’t know better I’d say he was doing it purposely.

He sucked hugely on the scarlet fluid and forced meer to come to the surface. I screamed again and he put his hand over my mouth to muffle my screams. I can feel his fangs in my neck, my blood leaving me, his cold hand against warm lips, and everyone's eyes staring at me. I also felt tears slipping threw my closed eyes.

He then removed his dagger like teeth from my neck causing meer tears to flood out of my eyes. “Someone get something for her neck!” He called, cleaning his mouth. Lindsay came in with a first aid case and handed it to Trent. Still sitting on me, he opened it and put a gauze pad on my neck and taped it down. “There. Keep that on until the holes heal. Apply light pressure.” He zei while getting off me.
I looked into the mirror behind me and sighed angrily. “How the hell am I supposed to go home pagina with this on me?” I asked annoyed, the marks bruised and now resembled a hickey.

“I’ll think of something to tell your mom.” He zei relaxing on the couch.

“Better be good...” I said, turning around.

“I'm your body guard. I'm coming home pagina with you.” He zei not looking at me. “If we mess up your hair a bit we can say someone tried to rape you..." He zei smirking. "You wouldn't even have to button up that dress" I looked in the mirror again and my face was covered in a deep blush. As awful as it sounds, I agreed to the plan. It was the only thing that worked.

“Come on; let's get this over with" I zei standing in front of him.

AN: Sorry it took so long. But I had the block. But I am good for a while. Please Review and tell me what u think.