WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SWEARING!
•I know I said I was going to post like two days ago, and I was! But I got this massive migraine, and couldn't use my iPad, or it got worse. So I'm doing it now.•
Rose's POV
We sat in the hospital waiting room, waiting for news on the family. I sat in a chair, connected to a bunch of machines while Lissa paced. When I had refused to be in a bed, the doctors had made me at least have the machines.
After a while, Lissa must have tired herself out, and sat down in the chair next to me, head in her hands. Just then, the door burst open, and a man in scrubs started walking towards us. Lissa looked up at him, a hopeful look on her face. But the instant I saw his face, my own heart turned to stone. I knew that look. That was the look of bad, bad, terrible news. The look you never wanted to see on the face of a doctor who was treating your loved ones.
"I'm very sorry Princess. There was nothing we could do." He said mournfully.
Lissa looked between me and him, looking helpless. "P-Princess?" She whispered.
"Well yes," the doctor said. "As you are now the only and by default oldest member of your family, you inherit the title."
Lissa's sad expression turned angry. Angry and dark and almost evil. And I didn't like it. With speed I didn't know she had, she reached across my lap and picked up a table lamp, ripping it from the wall. She launched it at the doctor, screeching " I KNOW HOW IT WORKS, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! I'VE GROWN UP LEARNING ABOUT IT"
She broke down in sobs, bawling her eyes out. I blinked, completely surprised, and then brought her towards me in a hug.
"Shhhh, you're going to be ok. I'm here for you, Liss." I soothed
"But - but, my entire family is dead! How am I going to be ok?" She blubbered.
I sighed. "I don't know Liss. I don't know."
•ok, so that's it for now. It's not finished yet, I'm going to do a chapter on the funeral, and maybe finding out about the bond. I don't know when they will come, however. Anyway, happy reading. r&r.•