Angel POV.
I’m a vampire, I’m a vampire, I can fly, I can fly, I jumped up and down Daddy and Papa’s bed while they got dressed, I didn’t have work anymore, they said that I had missed too much work.
“Papa, how long was I sleeping for?” I ask him again, for the million times I guess.
“Forty-five-day baby,” he says, I slept for more than a month and I’m very happy and excited, jumping up and down.
“She slept through the whole baby phase and we jumped right into the toddler one,” daddy says in a low grumpy voice but I heard him and that wasn’t a very nice thing to say about me.
“Hey!” I yell at him, I have better hearing than ever now, I can hear them talk even when they whisper, I can hear them still, and sometimes I hear things that I’m not supposed to hear late at night and so I pretend not to hear.
“Did you drink your bottle, My Angel?” Papa says getting my attention away from daddy, but I am mad at him now, why was he being mean to me?
“Angel, answer your papa,” Daddy says and I look at him with a glare, I was going to get my revenge on him one way or another.
“Angel,” Papa says in a disappointed voice and I turn to him now looking at what he’s talking about, he got my stupid bottle in his hand and it’s mostly full, I only had a couple of sips of it.
“Yes? Papa,” I answer him with a cheap smile, it’s a fake smile and he knew that, he knew I only smile like that when I want to get out of trouble.
“We’re not leaving this room until you finish your bottle,” he scolds, and he’s the nice one usually, I looked at him with big wide eyes, it’s not fair, I couldn’t eat the real food anymore, well I could but I don’t enjoy it, and I end up vomiting it most days. They told me during my forty-five-days sleeping I was hooked up to a line with blood in it, blood is what the vampire food consists of, and they could live on it only, when young, meaning a baby vampire like me, has to feed a lot more often, we need blood all the time, and we don’t eat much real food, for the first year or so, that’s what they told me.
“I don’t want it,” I say sitting down on the bed with a big frown on my face, they give me the blood in bottles, baby bottles and sometimes it’s sippy cups, all of them are very dark so I won’t be seeing the red blood to help me feed.
“You haven’t had any yet,” Papa says.
“I nu hungry,” I say, I wasn’t in the mood to eat.
“You need to feed, we’re not taking you out when hungry,” Papa says again, when I’m hungry I get grumpy and dizzy and I tend to bite people, mostly my daddy and papa.
“Nu hungry,” I say again, I just wanted to go out and not eat anymore, I want real food, hard food, but the food doesn’t taste good anymore.
“Hunter, a bit of help here,” papa calls, and I pout some more, I’m mad at daddy, he’s mad I skipped the baby stage, supposedly I needed a month to gain enough strength to be able to walk or stand or talk, but I was asleep during the whole thing and I had blood the whole time so I woke up with full strength.
“Baby, do you want me to hold you?” Daddy offers, I loved being held while I fed, but I was mad at him, I crossed my hands over my chest and shook my head no.
“Hey, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” Daddy asks wiping a tear off my face, I didn’t mean to cry, but he got me crying now.
“Me okay,” I lied, but I couldn’t lie for long, they could get me to talk very easily.
“Please tell me what’s wrong. Did I do something that got you sad?” daddy asks and I nod, he’s the one who hurt my feelings.
“I’m sorry baby, I didn’t mean to hurt you,” daddy says, pulling me toward him, and hugging me tight.
“You want me to be a baby, you nu like me,” I say with tears going down my face.
“No, no, I didn’t mean it, baby, I was just being grumpy and stupid, you’re my perfect baby, no matter what you do,” daddy assures me.
“Nu-uh, you want a baby,” I say with more tears going down my face.
“You’re my baby,” he says kissing the top of my head.
“You nu say that again,” I warn him.
“Yes, I would never say it again,” daddy promises.
“Now, about that bottle,” Papa says, getting it up toward daddy who took the bottle and picked me up now, he placed me in his lap and fed me the stupid bottle, it’s very stupid because it gets me to fall asleep every time, I can’t stay awake after I have it, I always drop asleep, it got a thing that has to do with me being full and tired, and maybe with the fact that I need new blood in my body to keep me alive.
“Who’s taking her?” I heard daddy whisper even in my sleep, I could hear them, I wasn’t deep asleep, so I could hear them, but I didn’t catch the answer before falling into a deep sleep.
I woke up later, I wasn’t sure how long had passed, but I woke up later, I looked around and saw that I was in some kind of an office which was stupid both my mates, or doms as they like to consider themselves, they both work in offices and I’m not sure which one I was in. I rubbed my eyes and yawned stretching before getting up from the sleeping position checking where I was, I looked toward the desk and was met with sky blue eyes, Hunter.
“I hope you don’t mind being with me instead of papa,” he says with a smile.
“It’s okay,” I assure him with a smile.
“He wanted to take you, but I won the bet,” he says with a big smile.
“What bet?” I ask just to be sure.
“Rock paper scissors, best two out of three gets to take you to work,” he says and I laughed, they are silly like that sometimes, they act like children, they act like I’m their biggest win. I haven’t gone back to my work, but I hung out with them all the time, we didn’t go to classes either due to my health and change in status, I knew we were meant to go there but we didn’t, I took special classes with a teacher called Sir Nicholas, when I asked about his name and why he was named Sir Nicholas, their only answer was because he’s a Sir, and he’s an old dom, one of the oldest out there.
They took special classes too, but they weren’t taught how to be a little, instead, they had classes for how to be a daddy dom and they even got some homework to do and snitching on them, saying that they copied from each other, that made my teacher chuckle at us.
The classes are going full speed, and I’m helping with that on both sides, I’m their unofficial personal helper when it comes to school, it takes a lot to run one, and although William and Dylan are great leaders, the school was up to us, it’s our big project, as the days goes, as the years pass and more vampires and human are going to be born, we’ll be there to lead them, to teach them about their future, it’s a big project, it’ll take too long, but we got eternity now, it’s playing the long game now, thinking like a vampire.
“Stay here, I need to run this through,” Daddy says leaving me alone in his office, a big mistake, as soon as he was out I ran toward his desk, I saw his phone and taser, and his gun was on him all the time, and being me, I had to mess with him, even if he said sorry this morning doesn’t mean I forgave him, I hide his things, I made sure to hide them in places he’d never think of, I took off the report that was due in another hour and hidden it in a pile of my own drawing that I’ve been working on for a couple months now, it’s not a place he’d think to look at, when I was done and sure that he won’t be finding the things he wants.
I took a seat in the middle of his office and threw all the toys he kept for me in here, I sat in the middle of the mess and pretended to be deep in playing, I was taken with the toys, acting and pretending to be the innocent angel that I’m. He took his sweet time to come back here in the office, I could be in a younger headspace and draw on his walls or maybe jump from the window, but I’m not that small and I don’t want to be given a babysitter, not in here, that would get in the face of me messing with them all the time.
“Sorry it took me too long,” Hunter says coming back in with a sigh, he didn’t look too happy about whatever he was going through.
“Maybe I should’ve let Logan take you,” he says with a sigh and then adds quickly.
“I love having you with me, but it’s going to be a busy day and I don’t want to leave you alone the whole day,” he explains and I shrug, I don’t mind being left alone, he’s gonna miss his stuff very soon and it’s gonna be fun to watch him run around trying to get his things.
“Have you seen my phone?” he asks and I shook my head no, let the fun begin.