Hello lovelies!
Chapter 4 is up, this is a very short chapter but I hope you will enjoy it! See you on the other side!
We walked in silence for a while. "So, Miss Harper, did you have any troubles finding us?" He must be taking the piss, I rank of blood. I decided to not even bother answering, I guess he understood my silence as a no and we continued to walk God knows where Despite that it had only taken us about five minutes to get to my aunt's office I knew that I would never ever find my way back. This mansion was like a huge maze. The butler gently knocked on the huge wooden doors and after a few seconds of patient waiting we finally heard a response.
"Come in"
"No matter how furious Sir Hellsing will be, remember that she is in charge over everything and everyone here. It is pointless to argue with her, she will always win. I will be waiting for you in the corridor." Just as he finished the sentence, a cold chill run down my spine. The kind of chill that makes every hair on your body go wild. Frantically, I began looking around the corridor but couldn't spot anything. Then I turned to the butler. "It's bloody freezing down here." I complained as he stared at me, with a hint of smile in his eyes. Cheeky shit.
I placed my spider-like fingers on the cold metal handle.
Am I making the right decision?
I slowly turned the handle.
Am I not allowed to argue with her?
I pushed the door open and walked in with a wide smile on my tired face.
Does she think she can boss me around? I'm the boss of myself.
I expected her to be huge and dark. Instead, a sophisticated looking woman was sitting in the middle of the room, like a queen on her golden throne with her silver cross and her sapphire eyes. Those eyes were staring at me. Nah, I doubt we will get along. She's way too snobby mate.
"HOW DARE you make me wait for you? Your parents had warned me that you are a stupid and impossible child but I had never imagined that a teenager could be as disrespectful as you are." She paused to light up her cigar, or as I would call it, her posh fag.
"You better have a valid reason as to why you are 5 HOURS LATE, WITH NO BAGGAGE AND COVERED IN BLOOD! Her voice was getting louder and louder. Suddenly I realised I left my suitcase in the forest. Whoops. All this shouting was doing my head in, yet I didn't even flinch. My wild green eyes met her ice-cold sapphires while my worn out mask fell off, revealing my angry face. There was no need for a creepy smile, my face was scary enough.
"Well HELLO dear Mrs Wilson. You know, some vampire dude nearly ate me today. Tell me what the hell is going on otherwise I swear to God I will take that cigar of yours and shove down your hateful throat." I watched her jaw drop. "Respect is something that needs to be earned; so far you scored 0 points."
I don't give a damn about her authority; I got nothing to lose!
Sorry for my bad language, I hope that I didn't offend anyone by calling Integra a bitch...except for Integra of course.
Vlad Fact IV: To him, impalement was the only punishment for every crime. No big guns!