One, Two, Three..."
The girl with jet black hair sat on a throne next to a tall handsome man on a magnificent throne...
The scene around her start to fade away
"... welcome back Fever"
About 15 year old girl opened her big black eyes from where she was lying down on a big black leather couch. She blink from the unnatural brightness of the light above her.
"Well Fever your dream world is getting stronger, do you know why?"
The girl on the cought swung her legs round so she was facing the striking blond haired man sitting in a chocolate brown recliner.
The girl stared without blink at him.
"Well do you know why your dream world is coming back and much stronger than it was?...
Fever...
Fever?...
FEVER ANSWER ME!"
All she did was stand up and walk calmly to the door and left without looking back.
"When will she learn that she needs to forget about them."
The girl walk home to a small run down apartment she had to called home.
"Fever how did your session go?" a old man with snow white hair ask her.
All she did was look straight through him and walk to a door with some words in a weird font or language that no one she knew how to read but her.
She was different from everybody else in her life and that was little to no one but she knew she this and she was proud of it.
She walk not caring that she was fully clothed claimed into her bed to sleep about her dark prince...
"My baby girls home..." a deep voice said from behind the dark haired beauty of a girl "How is your mother? I heard you saw her today, is she as beautiful as always?"
"Yes Daddy she is she says she misses you so much but i know she wants you to say sorry before she'll come back to you." she said to the man who was indeed her biological father, they look the same in every way but of a few inherited things she got from her mother.
The girl stood tall with a confident aura around her. No one would dare say something about her not because of her father but it was her, she was her fathers daughter after all...
"Come we have a lot to talk about its coming to your birthday. What would you like?" Her father ask her as they walk down a corridor with torches lighting a just before they walked past.
"I wish to find HIM daddy..."
The girl shot out of bed when she hared a banging on her front door waiting for the white haired man to get it. After a few minutes and still no answer she got out of bed to see who the hell was trying to break her door down and why the old man has not answered the door himself.
PS Just so everyone knows i have dyslexia so im not the best when it come to spelling! Thought you should know.