Dru's POV
The stars are singing. They sing with blood and death. Me and daddy are dancing. Dancing the stars. Earlier, Daddy was dancing with naughty girl. But lately, I snap the naughty girl's neck. "Now, Princess, why did you ruin my fun?" Angelus said. "But, Daddy.." I poured.
My bones are tired, Daddy I don't get enough sleep I don't eat as good as I could, Daddy What does that say about me? Sometimes I sleep past noon, Daddy
Then, Daddy turn me around and around. I could see the stars moving so fast. I try to catch them. Then daddy stop. I ran my finger across his cheek. Slowly, blood to surface. I hear the blood go drip and drop. I remember..
Sometimes, I want to rip out your throat, Daddy Sometimes, I want to bash in your teeth, Daddy Gonne use your tongue as a stamp.
I remember vague momeries of my family. Of their death. I know longer feel angry or hate. I feel power. I know longer feel weak. I feel stronger. Daddy said something. "Are you hungry, Princess?" Angelus said. I give a demonic grin.
Gonna rip your heart out the way you did mine, daddy. Go ahead and psycho-analyze that. Cause I'm your creation, I'm you love, Daddy Grew up to be and do all those sick things you said I'd do
"I take that as yes." Daddy said. "Can we have a little girl? With blue ribbons in her hair." I said "Anything for my princess." Daddy said as left.