Chapter Eight - Frank On The War Path
After making a mess of the dining room, Frank stormed out and up to his lab. He was still furious with Columbia. How dare she pull a stunt like that! Frank's temper flared again just thinking about it. He was seeing red by the time he walked into his bedroom and found Rocky already naked and in his bed.
"Not now, Rocky." Frank growled.
"Ok. Later then?" Rocky asked, grabbing his robe from the floor.
"Doubtful." Rocky didn't say another word and left his master and lover to his thoughts. The bedroom door was barely closed when Frank had his mind made up. Columbia needed to pay for what she had done. Just letting her walk out wasn't going to cut it. She had threatened Calicia's life. That was inexcusable. Mind made up, Frank threw open his bedroom door and stalked off into the castle looking for Columbia.
In her room, Columbia was trying to make all of her worldly goods fit into one trunk while Magenta supervised from the bed.
"I can't believe you did that, Columbia. What were you thinking!"
"I was thinkin' I want that bitch dead! And I still do!" Columbia was crying as she padded barefoot around the room packing, makeup running in black streaks down her face. "She's costin' me everything!"
"No, you are costing you everything," Magenta pointed out. "If you had just stayed quiet and accepted the fact that the master would never love you and that Calicia now shares his bed, you wouldn't be in this situation." Columbia shot Magenta a murderous look, which Magenta promptly ignored.
"You're lucky he didn't just take that knife from you and kill you right then and there." Magenta went on. "You remember what happened to..."
"YES! I'm perfectly aware what happened to Eddie, Magenta! Why would you even bring that up!"
"Because the master can still change his mind and kill you. He has every right to."
"Y'know, Genta? If you can't be helpful then LEAVE! I don't wanna deal with you right now." Magenta shrugged at Columbia's outburst, stood from the bed, and left the room. On her way back to her room, Magenta passed Frank, who was carrying a razor sharp battle ax and a wicked gleam in his eyes. Magenta knew what was coming. Frank opened Columbia's door and shut it again without a word to his maid. Magenta didn't need to stick around to know what was going on. She heard Columbia greet Frank sweetly, then heard her screams as she realized what was in Frank's hand. The screams were cut short by a thump, then a couple more thumps, then silence. Magenta stayed rooted to the spot in the hall, waiting for her master to appear. She didn't have to wait long before Frank stepped out of the bedroom. He was splattered in blood and his ax was dripping onto the wood floor. He handed the ax to Magenta, then spoke calmly.
"Magenta. You and Riff Raff need to clean that room. It's filthy. I'm going to shower and change, then I need to see if Calicia is alright." Without waiting for a reply, Frank moved around Magenta and headed back to his lab.
A/N:
I swear, these chapters are longer when I write them out in my notebook by hand! Lol. Anyway...as if you didn't see that coming...hope you enjoyed! Please review :)
