Here's the newest chapter of my magnificent stopry. I think my beta reader for editing this chapter and making it totally better, so i expect that you guys like it.

Chiara's POV:

'Okay, where the f*ck am I, because this is not my room.' Now how would I know that without opening my eyes? Cuz my room does not smell like tomatoes. It smells like pizza. I want to open my eyes but I'm afraid of the (slight) possibility that I'm locked up in a coffin and expected to die of lack of oxygen. But I decided to suck it up and opened my eyes. To my great pleasure, I wasn't inside a coffin but instead in a large luxurious room. I was laying on a five-poster bed with covers that were blood red and emerald green. Looking around the room, I noticed a vanity set was in a corner and not far from that was what appeared to be a closet. There was also two doors on opposite walls-one, slightly opened, looked like a typical bathroom and the other door was closed.

"Where the hell am I?" I mumbled to myself as I got out of the bed. But as I did, I noticed I wasn't wearing the same clothes I had been wearing earlier. Instead, I was wearing a light green nightgown that reached my ankles-which brings me to the next point of this discussion:

"WHO THE F*CK UNDRESSED ME!?" I screamed, not caring who heard my voice. But then it occurred to me that escaping from this room was a more important thing. I ran over to the closed door and found it locked. 'No real surprise here.' I thought. Then I rushed to the nearest window and tried to open it but it wouldn't budge no matter what I did. I tried punching it, kicking it, and I even threw a chair at it but it did not open.

'So apparently it's idiot-proof.' I thought to myself darkly.

"Damn." I sighed out as I leaned against the window and slid to the floor. Sighing again, I tried to remember what had happened to me before I ended up here. 'Oh crap.' I thought. 'Now I remember...I was walking on the street minding my own business when I saw that tomato bastard drinking Michelle's blood but then he did some kind of vampire-voodoo on me and here I am! Yippee!'

Just then someone knocked on the door. 'Oh crap!' I screamed mentally. 'Someone is here to KILL ME! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE AND AT THE SAME TIME TOO PRETTY AS WELL! I HAVEN'T EVEN HAD MY LAST SLICE OF PIZZA YET OR MY LAST GLASS OF WINE! WHY GOD!? WHY!?'

"Hello? Are you awake?" Asked a very girly sounding voice from the other side of the door. "Oh, how silly of me! Of course, you're awake, I just heard you screaming earlier. Can I come in? I promise that I won't bite."

"No! I'm pretty sure that you're just trying to trick me so you can drink my blood like the vampire-tomato bastard!" I screamed back to the person on the other side of the door, hoping that she wasn't going to break the door like a crazy psycho maniac.

"I won't! I'm a half vampire. I don't drink human blood because I'm scared of what could happen to me. And besides, it tastes terrible to me so I'd rather have blood substitutes." There was a pause and then, "If you think Antonio was the one who changed you, he wasn't. I was me." The girl rapidly admitted which caused me to facepalm.

"Ugh...fine. You can come in but you'd better not try any monkey business." I instructed as I sat on the bed once more. There was a faint click from the lock on the door and then a beautiful girl walked in. She was probably 10 times prettier than me but that was just an external thought. She had curly shoulder length blond hair that was the shade of the sun. Her eyes were a sweet shade of emerald green and her skin was a peachy-cream color that highlighted every one of her factions. Her body was perfectly proportioned but the one thing that creeped me out about her was her creepy cat-like smile.

"Hello! My name is Bella and I know your name is Chiara. So let's be good friends!" Bella said with hoped in her eyes, shining like diamonds, while closing the door. 'Okay, this girl is weird and why would she think that someone like me would want to be her friend.' I observed.

"Sure…so where the hell am I, evil cat-smile chick?" I questioned her as I tried to stay a maintainable distance away from her yet every time I would try to move farther from her, she would come closer towards me.

"My 'cat-smile' isn't evil. It's adorably cute but now that I think about it, you are way more cuter than I am." Bella complimented as she skipped towards me and started to pinch my cheeks.

"Let go of my cheeks before I make you! And answer my question as well." I demanded. Bella let me go while pouting like a child who just got scolding from her parents because she tried to steal a cookie from the cookie jar.

"Why do you want to know where you are?" Bella asked me as she sat down on the chair she had taken from the vanity set. She was staring at me like if she was expecting me to do something.

"Because I want to. And when I want things, I usually get them except right now because I'm being kidnapped by you and the tomato bastard." I hissed at Bella whom kept smiling at me with her evil cat-smile.

"Okay, I'll tell you. We are in the middle of a forest of which is enchanted so you couldn't escape even if you tried. Not to mention there are a lot of things out there that have a bone to pick with Antonio so if you go out there, those things are going to think that you are..." Bella started to say but stopped.

"'Are' what? Just spit it out, you idiota!" I exclaimed which just made Bella start blushing like a little school girl.

"Well, those other things out there might think that you are his...what do you call it nowadays?...Oh, right. They'd think that you are his beloved or lover, whichever you like." Bella responded happily with her evil cat-smile.

I blinked slowly, staring at her for a few moments before I opened my mouth and screamed,"WHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT THHHEEEEE HHHHHHHHHEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLL!"

My life is screwed.

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