Chapter 6

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It may have taken awhile, but you were eventually able to trace back your footsteps and find your way to the dorms. Once entering you noticed that there were a lot more girls then there had been when you arrived earlier that day. Some of the beds had the curtains closed with lights illuminating from them, signaling that someone was in there. Others had girls sitting on them, chatting with their bed mates close by. A couple girls sat at the big table in the middle of the room, giggling and playfully slapping each other's arms.

Your eyes traveled and found Miori and Soomi, chatting on beds that just so happened to be next to your own. You suspected that Clarisse gave you this bed knowing that Miori and Soomi slept close by. You walked up to them, catching their attention, and sat on your bed.

"So how was it? Did you get to learn all about him?" Miori asked with a curious look.

"Well, more like about vampires in general. I kind of got carried away and started interrogating him," you said sheepishly while scratching your head nervously.

"Well at least you had an actual conversation. I've heard that with some of the other girls, those that forced themselves on him, had to just eat in silence with him for most of the night. I don't think he was fond of their tactics," Soomi reassured.

"He was okay with answering questions?" Miori questioned.

"Yeah. I asked about things that actually have an effect on vampires and Jimin gave me a whole lesson about it. He also mentioned witches and werewolves. Of course I let him ask a few questions about myself after too. He was really kind," you answered, a smile growing on your face just thinking about the time you spent together.

Both Miori's and Soomi's eyes widened in slight disbelief.

"He lets you call him by his given name?" Miori asked. You realized that you had referred to him as just 'Jimin'.

"Y-Yeah, actually he does. Just before I was leaving he said I could. Is that bad?" you told them, starting to get worried.

"I wouldn't necessarily say it's bad, especially if he requested it. But if the other girls find out I have a feeling they won't be too happy about not being able to call their precious "Mr. Park" by his given name," Soomi warned.

"Who got to call him by his first name?" a voice spoke with distaste.

You turned to look at the source and saw the girl known as Celeste standing nearby giving you a hard stare.

"(Y/n)," Miori answers while gesturing with her thumb at you. Celeste's mouth turns into a strange-looking smile.

"Isn't that just lovely? But just so you know, you shouldn't feel too special. Some of us have gotten to call Mr. Park by his given name before when he was feeding too. So you're not that high above us, honey," she said in a sickly sweet voice. Then she flipped her hair and walked across the room, getting into a bed and closing the curtains. Luckily no one seemed to hear the conversation. Although a few girls close to Celeste's bed noticed the way she ripped the curtains closed, but they just shrugged it off.

"Don't believe her. No one has gotten the chance, you're the first. And did you see that so-called smile? That was as fake as her ass," Soomi mumbled the last part while glaring daggers over where Celeste was hiding.

"She doesn't have one," Miori piped.

"Good point."

Both Miori and Soomi high-fived each other while you were chuckling to yourself. Just then, the door opened and Clarisse walked in. The other girls ceased their chatter and turned their attention to the women.

"Lights out girls. You can stay up in the beds but keep it quiet," Clarisse instructed before closing the door and leaving. Some of the girls groaned and slowly dragged themselves to their beds. One girl close to the light stood by it until everyone was in their beds, waiting to turn it off.

"Well, see you guys in the morning. Sleep tight," Miori yawned and crawled into her bed, closing the curtains behind her. Soomi gave a salute and followed Miori's actions, climbing up on the top bed and closing the curtains. You decided to follow what everyone else did and closed your curtains, leaving you with no light except from where it shined through the edges of the curtains.

"I'm turning off the lights," you heard a voice call before you heard a click, the light that had once shined through disappeared, leaving you in complete darkness.

As you got comfy in your bed, you had realized you were still in your clothes from earlier. Luckily it was just a sweater and leggings, nothing uncomfortable to sleep in. It's not like you had any other clothes to change into anyways; you never packed any.

You laid in your bed under the covers, thinking about everything that happened. You worried about how Merric would react when finding out you never returned home, you were going to have to contact him to tell him you were safe and okay. What would you tell him though? You'll have to come up with a really good lie, there was no way you were telling him where you really were.

Eventually your eyes began to droop and you let them shut fully, falling asleep not too long afterwards.

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The next day had been nothing special. You gave a list of clothing to Clarisse and she went out to buy them, returning in the early afternoon. For the rest of the day Miori and Soomi helped you sort the clothes and tuck them away into your drawer. The next day, however, was going to be a lot more interesting.

When you had woken up, everything was normal. Miori, Soomi, and yourself all went down to have breakfast and came back up shortly after. But when you entered the room, girls were frantically putting together outfits, curling or straightening hair, and putting on loads of make-up. You looked to Miori and Soomi expectantly, but they seemed just as clueless as you.

"What's the rush?" Soomi asked one of the girls running around the room. She turned to her with anxious eyes.

"Allyson is coming," she informed with a shaky voice. You were puzzled, but both Miori and Soomi grew horror-filled expressions.

"Oh shit," Miori breathed out. The girl nodded and went back to running around the room.

"Who's Allyson?" you asked, still not understanding what the problem was. Miori turned to you with eyes filled with worry.

"The most problematic woman in the world," she told you.

"You mean the biggest, bitchiest, pure-blooded vampire you know," Soomi corrected with venom dripping from her words. Your eyes widened slightly. Not only for the fact that Soomi seemed to hate her guts, but that a pure-blood was visiting today?

"All you need to know is that she's extremely picky, clingy, and always wants to get her way. We have to dress to impress or else she wants you thrown out for the time she's over. And believe me when I say you will be," Miori told you while looking at Soomi worriedly. You picked up on the hints and assumed Soomi was unfortunate enough to experience it.

"It was minus 20 degrees out and I was standing with a dress out there. My boobs almost fell off," Soomi spat, remembering her terrible experience. Miori rubbed her shoulder sympathetically.

"Just try to avoid her. And even if things do go wrong, at least it's only early fall," Miori reasoned. Soomi huffed out in annoyance.

"Doesn't mean I want to get thrown out there," she grumbled while trailing over to her bed drawers, digging around for a flashy outfit. You felt yourself freeze with shock suddenly.

"I never asked for something nice," you whispered out shakily. Miori patted your shoulder.

"Don't worry, no one usually does. Which is why Clarisse gets one secretly. I put it at the bottom of the drawer for you," she reassured you. You hugged the girl tightly, feeling your worries slip away. You whispered a 'thank you' before hurrying over to the drawer to pull out the dress.


There was no denying that Clarisse had exceptional taste. While you couldn't imagine yourself being able to wear it confidently, you would at least try to look natural in the gorgeous dress.

After changing quickly, styling your hair the way you liked it, and putting on light make-up, unlike the clowns in the room with you, you stepped out of the dorm and began walking down the hallway. Soomi and Miori were still getting ready like the rest of the girls, and you didn't want to get in their way, so you decided to step out and go downstairs early.

As you were making your way to the stairs, you noticed that Jimin was standing by them, leaning against the banister and staring down at the first floor. He was wearing a black dress shirt with black jeans, and he looked undeniably attractive. You glanced and saw that there wasn't anything downstairs he was watching, so you assumed he was just lost in thought. As you approached, Jimin snapped out of his trance and his eyes darted to look at you. His eyes widened slightly and he straightened up, looking you up and down. You felt the need to hide and cover yourself from his burning gaze.

"You look stunning (Y/n)," he breathed out, looking distracted.

"Thank you very much. You look amazing as well Jimin," you said crossing your arms over your chest, feeling exposed. Jimin seemed to notice your discomfort and stopped surveying you, instead giving a kind smile.

"Do you want a sweater at all?" he offered. You shook your head.

"I'll be fine. It's just for today, right?" you asked hopefully. Jimin nodded and went back to leaning over the banister.

"Allyson comes to visit every now and then, but she only ever stays for a day, never longer. She'll mostly spend time with me too, so you probably won't have many chances to speak with her," Jimin replied. You walked over to Jimin and stood next to him, staring over at the front doors to the house.

"If you don't mind me asking, who exactly is Allyson?" you questioned. Jimin furrowed his brow and began to rub his hands together uncomfortably. You were tempted to tell him to forget that you had asked.

"She's...my fiancé," he answered. You choked on air and began to cough. Jimin chuckled lightly at your reaction and waited for you to catch your breath as you held up a hand to signal that you wanted him to wait.

"You're engaged?!" You rasped when you could finally speak again.

"Kind of. She's supposed to marry me, but I haven't really decided yet. If I find someone else I'm able to reject her, but for now she's my fiancé," he told you. You gave a puzzled look.

"I'm sure you already know this, but pure-bloods are born from two pure-blood parents. Only female pure-bloods have the ability to give birth; no other lower class vampires can. They are the reason why there are still a good amount of pure-bloods in the world. To "vampire society", males are seen as more superior and women are, sadly, viewed more as objects. Their only purpose in life is to marry a male pure-blood and give him at least one child, so that they can continue the lineage.

"As Allyson is a female pure-blood, it is her job to marry someone and provide a child. And I was the person picked for now, unless one of us finds another person we truly love," Jimin explained.

"They're okay with that?" you asked slightly shocked. That sort of act wouldn't cut in human society, especially with all the feminists there are. Jimin shrugged.

"Most of them have pretty much accepted it, some more so than others," he replied.

"Becoming pregnant isn't something as easy as it is for humans though. A female pure-blood can only become pregnant if sex happens during a full-moon. The moon is known for giving supernatural beings more power, so it's not really surprising. Pure-bloods can become pregnant, werewolves change, and there are certain witch spells and curses that can only be performed that night. We are all strengthened during it too.

"But basically that's the only time they can get a child. Any other time nothing will happen, and some pure-bloods like this aspect the best. If they find themselves with a good man, they can sleep together as often as they want and not worry about anything. And some do this. Since they have to give at least one child, they give birth once and then avoid sleeping together on a full-moon ever again. And I have a feeling Allyson is that sort of person," Jimin said while leaning his cheek on his hand, looking strangely upset.

"And you don't like that," you said as more of a statement than a question.

"Not at all. I actually feel bad that girls are treated this way, but it seems that some don't care. In fact they see it as a game and as a chance to sleep around as many times as possible. The fact that I may have to marry a girl like that doesn't exactly sit well with me," Jimin admitted.

"Can't you just, like, not marry her then?" you inquired.

"My parents are strict and want me to marry someone. Allyson was chosen because she's a family friend. They did say, though, that if I fall in love with another girl I can marry her instead. But for now they say that we're engaged so that if nothing else works, I have someone to be with," Jimin said.

"Mr. Park," a voice called, interrupting the conversation. Jimin glanced over lazily at the source, Clarisse. She gave a small bow before speaking again.

"I'm terribly sorry, but it seems that Lady Allyson has arrived," she informed. Jimin let out sigh and looked away while pouting slightly.

"Get the girls ready. I'll be down there waiting," he responded. Clarisse nodded and walked down the hallway, heading for the dorms. Jimin stood up straight and stretched before starting to make his way down the stairs, with you trailing behind. When you both reached the bottom of the stairs Jimin turned to you and gently grabbed your arm, pulling you to stand in a spot.

"The other girls will line up here with you. All you have to do is bow and greet Allyson when she comes in. Clarisse will signal for when you do it. After that she will come around and inspect everyone, if all goes well that's all you'll have to deal with for now. You can go back to the dorms or hang around downstairs after that," Jimin explained while stepping off to the side, standing near you.

Not long after, you heard chattering coming from upstairs. The girls appeared at the top of the stairs, all fancily dressed and caked with make-up, and began walking down. Clarisse was rushing around, dragging the girls into spots to form a long line. Miori and Soomi were lined by you, and you suspected Clarisse did it on purpose which you were thankful for.

Clarisse stood by the door, checking over the girls and making sure everything was perfect. She looked at Jimin, who nodded, and then she turned to open the door. In walked a beautiful woman with long, blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. She wore a short black skirt and a white blouse on top, covered with a black blazer. Clarisse cleared her throat and all the girls bowed instantly, you quickly followed and tried not to look out of place.

"Welcome Lady Allyson," the girls all said at the same time, except you. But you doubted she'd know. You all stood back up straight and stared at the woman who wore a gentle smile, however her eyes screamed trouble.

"Thank you girls for the warm welcome. I hope we will all get along."

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