Who could fix something as broken as me? (Nice guy vamps)

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    Just a regular human. That's all she was, all she would be. A useless, pointless little girl. Those words rang out in her ears loudly. Constantly being reminded. Constantly being beaten down and shattered. A life with nothing, that's what she had. She only lived, only breathed, that's all she did.
    Grace sat limply and broken. Everything around her spinning, her head pounded and her ears rang. Her vision blurred and she couldnt move. Blurry shapes and figures danced around her wildy. Chaos surrounded her, the only thing blocking it out were the bars of the cage. Her head crashed against the cold floor, everything spun again. The sounds of screams and cries, laughs and harsh voices filled her ears all to lively and real.
    Her dark black hair tangled around her head. Her frame was weak and limp, her lips dull and her skin pale. The only thin that seemed alive on her were the cuts and brusies, then she opened her eyes. A sad deep blue flooded with pain and misery. She hung her head making to attempt to take in the scene. Grace closed her eyes tightly trying to push away the sounds of the sale. Her heart skipped a beat, she collapsed out cold to the screams.

    OOc- okay :)


    IC- Amery walked in glancing at the cages, "Um shouldn't they at least be cared for?' he asked the gentlemen selling. The man narrowed his eyes, "No Mr. Vampire." almost growled. He rolled his eyes and began looking at the girls. Some reached put from the bars screaming and he took several steps back.

    Her eyes fluttered open again. She kept her head down laying in the back I the cage pushe up against the bars. Grace scanned the crowd lazily. She continued not to move and blinked the awful pictures out of her gaze. She pushed on the ground trying to sit up, she managed to shakily and tilted her head back on the cage bars. She flickered her sad blue eyes to the men scanning the cages before she shut them again staying quiet.

    She blinked her vibrant eyes open and forced her head down to look at him,"Did you just ask me if I'm ok?" she rasped surprised for one that he talked to her, much less to ask if she was ok. She almost laughed but she didn't laugh anymore though how much she wish she could.

    "well?" he asked glancing around, "You don't look good, give me a sec." he said and walked over to the man. He handed him a ton of money and he unlocked her cage. The door creaked on its hinges and he walked into it. He knelt down beside her.

    "Thanks for the complement." she gave him and thin weak smile. "I'm alive, that's good enough I guess.". Grace closed her deep blue eyes as the guy started to blur. She opened her eyes again and slumped down further against the back of the cage. She looked at the open cage behind him.