Disclaimer: I do not own My Sister The Vampire or any of the characters in this story.
Olivia Abbott sat in her pink little bunny room. She stared into Jacksons crisp blue eyes, well his poster. She and him had been dating for 1year as of today, it was there anniversary today, where was Jackson? Out of town, of course. Olivia waltz over to her closet and drew an elegant gown that she was to wear to dinner, then her phone rang. Olivia glided over to the table in her room which held her phone, caller ID? Ivy. She had been comforting Olivia all day since Jackson wasn't there, she had simply just left to get a few pints of ice cream and now she calls again.
"Hello?"
"Uh, yeah. Olivia. There is a HUGE line here at the mart, do you mind if I get the ice cream at," she brought her voice to a whisper "the other place."
Olivia knew the other place, the vampire mart right below the bunny one. She took some time considering then said
"No." She then plopped on her bed again stroking the face of her boyfriend on a poster without even saying goodbye to Ivy on the phone.
Ivy sat next to her twin sister on the floor of Olivia's living room with a pint of chocolate ice cream and a spoon.
"Come on Olivia, it's comfort food! And, you haven't eaten all day! Please! " Olivia just simply stared off into the distance.
"Fine." Ivy then pick up her phone and called Jackson.
"Hello?"
"Hey Jackson."
" oh, oh no, its our anniversary isn't it."
The silence on the phone answered him
"How's she doing? "
"She hasn't eaten or drank anything all day and she is planning to have dinner with your YouTube interviews, how do you think?"
"I'll try to get there as soon as possible, thanks Ivy."
Bleep
Ivy stared worriedly at her sister, frozen next to her. Ivy wanted to call their father, tell him what Olivia was doing, which is absolutely nothing. But he would be so worried, Ivy didn't want to put that pressure on him. Ivy's phone began to vibrate. She picked it up and read the message,
*I'm almost there Ivy*
It was from Jackson. He would be here, he would help Olivia but- someone knocked in the door.
"Ivy, Jackson called me, let me in."
'Crap it's dad.' She thought. Ivy grudgingly stood up and trudged to the door, sliding on the wood floor in her black socks. Reluctantly unlocking the door her father, Charles Vega, rushed over to his other daughter- not bothering to take off his shoes. He knelt by her on the ground and picked up the now slightly melted ice cream.
"Olivia darling, one bite." He raised the spoon but got no reaction from his daughter. He glanced panicked at Ivy over his shoulder. Then Ivy heard the door knob jiggle. She rushed over to the door and saw a wisp of Jacksons blonde hair threw the window. Ivy swung the door open and slapped Jackson on the back of the head with vampire speed.
"Ow!"
"You called my dad?"
"Sorry! I freaked!"
"She's in the living room."
He sprinted around the corner to were his girlfriend sat. His knees buckled in front of her at the sight of her so depressed. Jackson crawled over to her and placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Olivia, I am so sorry, but I'm here now." A small smile crept on his lips, but it faded immediately.
Olivia heard the voices around her but kept looking forward. She didn't want the ice cream they kept offering her, she wanted to be alone. Her head hurt too. Everything hurt, but not as much as her heart. Olivia felt Jacksons sturdy arms hoist her into the air. She rested her head on his shoulder, her soft brown hair tumbling into her face. She saw her room then she felt the soft cushions and heard the click of the door. Jackson walked to her and stroked her hair. Olivia smiled and looked at the celebrity. He saw her stolen glance and smiled. Jackson helped her sit up.
Charles walked toward Ivy and looked at her curiously.
"Why didn't you call me."
"I didn't want you, to do exactly what you did."
Mr. Vega shook his head and left the Abbott house hold. Ivy rushed to her sisters bedroom door and pressed her ear against the door. She heard murmurs, unaware if they were her sisters or not. Ivy then gently tapped the door.
"Come in Ivy." Her sisters gentle voice sang. Ivy twisted the door handle, she walked in and found her sister leaning against Jackson smiling. Ivy smirked.
'Bunnies.' She thought. The moment was sweet, almost perfect. But that was too much to ask for. Jacksons phone rang furiously making Olivia jump, he picked up his phone and did the perfect thing, he swiped dismiss.
Jackson, because of his social status, easily got a dinner reservation. Olivia slipped on the sapphire evening dress and Ivy pulled back her hair. They stared into each others eyes for a moment then Ivy sent Olivia off to her dinner with Jackson.
The black car pulled up to the 'Mècioür Tion' near the edge of town. Jackson opened the door for Olivia and her knee length dress swayed in the breeze.
"Your dress really makes your eyes stand out."
"I wish I could say the same about your tux." Olivia said with a smirk as they entered the restaurant. As the waiter seated them Olivia realized that the poster hanging in her room did him no justice.
"I really am sorry Olivia, I should have taken the whole day off."
"It's okay." Olivia wanted to say more but she was really hungry, but she still ordered a simple salad not wanting to look like a pig. Jackson looked at her worriedly.
"Just a salad?"
"Oh, uh, I'm not in a big food mood. I guess. "
They both smirked and pretended that small bit of conversation never happened.
Jackson dropped Olivia off at her porch and kissed her good night. As Olivia touched the door knob Ivy yanked the door open and pulled Olivia's inside locking the door behind them. The girls burst out laughing.
"How'd it go?" Ivy asked, not as curious as a first date but still wondering.
" almost great." Then Olivia got a text from her mom,
*sweetie hey, we're going to be a few weeks late, can you stay with a friend?*
Olivia showed the text to Ivy and she grinned,
"Of course you can stay at my place!" The sisters made a tint squeal when Ivy stopped.
"What's wrong?"
"Just, I don't want dad to be all.. mad."
Olivia gave her sister an encouraging look and then the pair linked arms and danced over to Ivy's house.
Ivy jammed her key into the lock. The door creaked open and a blast of mysterious dust blew across the girls faces. Olivia bent down coughing.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, just peachy." She wheezed between coughs. Ivy helped her sister up and the ventured farther into the Vega household. Neither of the twins dare call out to their bio-dad, but then a noise broke the silence. Ivy had heard a shriek, Olivia's. Ivy spun around looking for her sister.
"Olivia?" She croaked. Then a pair of cold hands grasped her arm and pulled her into the mist.
