Be Careful When You Bite Me novel Chapter 6

I examined my reflection and couldn't help but compare myself to the women that I have seen so far. My light brown hair lay pitch straight stopping mid back. My green eyes looked tired, confused and sad. I brought my hands up to trail my fingers across the bite scar on my neck.

How the hell am I going to explain this?

I let my mind wander some more before deciding, this isn't working.My stomach growled, signaling that it was hungry so I stood and exited my room.Careful not to run into anybody,it wasn't long until I realized that I had no idea where I was going.I kept going until I saw a maid. I opened my mouth to ask her but, like the other one, she just sped up and walked away.I sighed and walked some more. I noticed that the castle was silent.

Too silent.

Shouldn't there be an echo of some poor helpless screaming humans like in the movies? Except this isn't some horror movie. This is horrific reality and it alone is providing me with more terror than any movie I had ever watched. A couple of minutes later another maid walked by. She sped when she got near me but I wasn't going to let another maid slip. I jumped in front of her, blocking her path. She stepped to the side and I followed.

"May I help you?" she calmly asked.

"Yes, can you tell me if I had grown spider legs? Because every darn maid I try to speak to runs away from me," I snapped.

"Your sarcasm is uncalled for" she snapped back.

"So was your rudeness," I said. I couldn't help but notice a similar scar on her neck.

Her face turned red," was there anything you wanted?"

"Where can I get some food," I felt my stomach growl again as if on cue.

"You can try the kitchen, first floor," and with that, she stepped to the side and walked away.

Why was everyone here so angry? I walked further down, my stomach growling even louder.

How do I get to the first floor if I have no idea what floor I am on now?

Three figures appeared from the shadows and I was able to distinguish two as guards. Between them, they dragged a person down the hall. He was dressed oddly, in something that resembled a funny costume. Startled and slightly scared, I stepped aside as if to blend in with the curtains and let them pass by, but not before catching the look of fear on the middle aged man's face. Questions immediately ran through my mind.

Where were they taking him? Why did he look so scared? Why was he wearing that?

I felt helpless even though part of me wanted to help the poor man.

Without a second thought, I ran after the guards, wondering that hallway they went into.

Left or right?

I ran around in the halls desperate to catch a glimpse of them but I couldn't see them anywhere! I ran back to the other hallway and took a right turn instead. I saw them, all the way at the end of the corridor. I ran after them but they turned. There was no sign of them anymore but I kept searching. Part of me nagged what I would do if I did find them but I chose to ignore it. Something about the expression on the man's face kept me going. I was scared for what they were going to do to him. My chest was starting to hurt and I couldn't help but stop for a couple of minutes.Images of them beheading the innocent man clouded my thoughts. Just as I was catching my breath and regaining the energy to keep running, I turned to come in contact with something hard.

Or someone. I looked up to see angry golden eyes staring down at me.

"What are you doing out of your room again!" Damon spoke grimly.