CENTER Dru's Story/CENTER
PAuthor: Evil Queen Kat
PDisclaimer: I own nothing, only the story.
PFeedback: Pretty please review or e-mail me at captainkate3721@aol.com
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Drusilla stood up and waled slowly over to the dressing table. She heard her dress swish against her legs and her heels clicked on the floor. Slowly peeling off the black lace gloves, she placed them on the table. He inspected her beautiful nails. So dark and perfect, they would break before she could make enough noise hitting the door.
"Help! Anyone!" yelled Dru. "Please, I'm trapped! Help!" She was hitting the door and calling out, but there was no one there or they chose to ignore her. Out of breath and extremely tired, she sank to the floor, back against the door. She clutched her legs to her chest and began to cry silently.
She resigned herself to the thought that she was forgotten. Forever trapped in this room, never to know if she was the only person left on the Earth. But it didn't matter, for now she would know only the room.
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"Mother? Father?" Dru tried the door. It was unlocked. Stepping inside, she looked around for her parents. She had just arrived home from a shopping trip with friends, and no one had answered the door. "Mother! Father!" she called out again, becoming increasingly worried. She moved down the hall.
Walking into the library, she saw their bodies lying on the floor. No blood, but that was to be expected. There were bite marks on their necks. Dru screamed and ran to her room, crying. The next day, her aunt and uncle sent her to the convent across the country.
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Epilogue
Slowly, the door creaked open. A tall, dark man entered. Dru shut her eyes and covered them with her hands. Anyone but him, she thought, slowly shuffling towards the wall. "What do you want?" she asked him.
He paused, caught off-guard by the fact that she would ask a question. Tilting his head to the side, he flashed his yellow eyes at her.
She flashed her own yellow eyes at him, and knocked him to the ground. Grabbing the lace gloves from the table, she went as quickly as she could out the door and back into the world.
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P Author's Note: Thanks guys for sticking with this! I actually wrote it before even seeing Drusilla. I had only heard about her from a few people, and given her vague lifr story. I loved it, and had to have more, so I wrote it. Thanks for the reveiws, they kept me writing!
PAuthor: Evil Queen Kat
PDisclaimer: I own nothing, only the story.
PFeedback: Pretty please review or e-mail me at captainkate3721@aol.com
P
Drusilla stood up and waled slowly over to the dressing table. She heard her dress swish against her legs and her heels clicked on the floor. Slowly peeling off the black lace gloves, she placed them on the table. He inspected her beautiful nails. So dark and perfect, they would break before she could make enough noise hitting the door.
"Help! Anyone!" yelled Dru. "Please, I'm trapped! Help!" She was hitting the door and calling out, but there was no one there or they chose to ignore her. Out of breath and extremely tired, she sank to the floor, back against the door. She clutched her legs to her chest and began to cry silently.
She resigned herself to the thought that she was forgotten. Forever trapped in this room, never to know if she was the only person left on the Earth. But it didn't matter, for now she would know only the room.
*~*~*~*~*
"Mother? Father?" Dru tried the door. It was unlocked. Stepping inside, she looked around for her parents. She had just arrived home from a shopping trip with friends, and no one had answered the door. "Mother! Father!" she called out again, becoming increasingly worried. She moved down the hall.
Walking into the library, she saw their bodies lying on the floor. No blood, but that was to be expected. There were bite marks on their necks. Dru screamed and ran to her room, crying. The next day, her aunt and uncle sent her to the convent across the country.
*~*~*~*~*~
Epilogue
Slowly, the door creaked open. A tall, dark man entered. Dru shut her eyes and covered them with her hands. Anyone but him, she thought, slowly shuffling towards the wall. "What do you want?" she asked him.
He paused, caught off-guard by the fact that she would ask a question. Tilting his head to the side, he flashed his yellow eyes at her.
She flashed her own yellow eyes at him, and knocked him to the ground. Grabbing the lace gloves from the table, she went as quickly as she could out the door and back into the world.
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P
P Author's Note: Thanks guys for sticking with this! I actually wrote it before even seeing Drusilla. I had only heard about her from a few people, and given her vague lifr story. I loved it, and had to have more, so I wrote it. Thanks for the reveiws, they kept me writing!