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DRACULA'S POINT OF VIEW:
She stared at my means of rest with terror. A playful smirk played against my lips as she double glanced between my coffin and me. "You have got to be joking!" She suddenly shouted. I raised an eyebrow and took a step towards her. "I, myself, find no amusement in this at all, my dear." I replied smoothly. She tilted her head in disbelief. She was so adorable when she was mad. I wondered if she even knew that. "Cassidy, you are a true beauty. Come to me." I commanded softly, pleading to her with my arms open. She looked at me as if I were crazy. I frowned and took another step towards her.
How could she be so proud? Any other woman would already be drooling on my collar, but not my strong Cassidy. No, she took her sweet time. As I advanced on her, her green eyes flashed with fear and she turned her head every which way, thinking of means of an escape. I smirked. "You cannot leave here without my power. Until I feel it is best for you to go, will the door reappear. For now, I think you should just give yourself to me." I offered as pleasantly as I could. She smiled sweetly before taking off in a different direction. I dropped my hands to my side in exasperation and transported myself in front of her. She came to a halt, her eyes wide. I frowned and shook my head. "Please, Cassidy, do not fear me…everybody else fears me…" She raised a hand up to my face and hesitantly stroked my cold dead cheek. "You give them reason to." Came her soft reply.
CASSIDY'S POINT OF VIEW:
Four hours. Yes! Four hours! There is nothing to do. I refused to sleep with Dracula in his coffin and after a few more harsh words and sighs, he finally went to rest, leaving me in this god forsaken room! Quite a dark room at that. I took my time to survey the room and I didn't like too much what I saw. He had a small library in the corner with old musty books lying open and thrown carelessly on the floor. An old mahogany desk was covered in old yellow parched paper and feathered quill pens lied every which way on top of them. I wrinkled my nose with distaste at the sight. I suddenly stood up and walked over to the "library". Being it my nature…I had to clean! I just had to! Grabbing the old dusty books, I began to stack them up in my arms and place them into their correct places in the dark shelves.
After that, I grabbed all the papers and stacked them neatly into a pile on the desk. I grabbed the pens and carefully placed them into a jar and began to dust off the top of the desk with the edge of my dress. That was when I noticed what a mess I must look. A torn, bloody dress I wore and dust now being added to it. I sighed. Could my life get any worse? God? What did I do? Pushing my so-called punishment away, I continued on the library.
An hour later, I had that little corner shining! I sat down in his chair with a huff, a cloud of dust greeting me. I coughed and waved my hand around to drive the dust elsewhere. I glanced at Dracula's coffin and let out a loud, dramatic sigh. That jerk! Leaving me here! Trapping me was more like it! In a way, I longed to snuggle in beside him and have his strong, gentle arms-ok, never mind. I'm mad at him! You are mad at him, Cassidy! Stop trying to forget what he did to poor Thomas. But he did it for me…No! That's bad. He could have killed him! But that was so sweet of him to think of me… "Shut up, Cassidy." I demanded softly to myself. As I sat there, I started to find this chair a little too comfortable for my liking. Trying hard, but failing anyways, I fell into a restless sleep.
DRACULA'S POINT OF VIEW:
Night slowly crawled its way across the sky. Yes. I could feel it. I growled tiredly and felt myself begin to rise from the ice of my coffin. As I stood, I straightened my jacket and looked around the room. Cassidy was nowhere to be seen. But I could feel her. I smiled as I stepped outside of the black curtains and glanced around all this empty space. My blue eyes fell upon the little angel at my desk. Her head was rested upon her small clenched up fist and her gorgeous chocolate brown curls framed her angelic face perfectly. Her delicate breasts rose gently with every soft breath she took. I tore my eyes achingly away from her and scanned her surroundings. My my. Quite the housekeeper, aren't we? All my books had been dusted and put away…in alphabetical order and my desk had been polished and the papers stacked and the pens put away in their jars. This girl could work wonders.
I then wondered if I should wake her. She looked so peaceful when she was asleep, but when she was awake…well, she wasn't in the best of moods today. As I went on in my reverie, I didn't even notice that she was now staring at me. "Problems?" She asked suddenly. I turned to her and gave her a playful glare. But my glares come out colder than I sometimes want them to and she raised her hands as if surrendering to me. "Did you have a nice nap?" I asked, striking up a conversation. She shrugged and began to smooth down invisible creases on her dress. "Not speaking to me?" I asked knowingly and I leaned against the wall in a casual way. She gave me a glare that told me to shut my mouth. I merely chuckled and roughly pulled her out of the chair by her shoulders. She squeaked in surprise as I placed myself in the chair and pulled her down onto my lap. She tried to get up, but I locked my arms around her tiny waist possessively.
At that moment, I couldn't help but think of her without her clothes in all her beauty and in my arms. "What?" She asked curiously. Oh, she's so cute when she's curious. "Hmm?" I muttered back. "What are you staring at?" She asked with a small smile. "Nothing." I replied. "No, you are looking at something." She accused, poking my chest with her small delicate finger. I grabbed her hand and placed it to my lips. She frowned softly as I trailed my lips over each one of her fingertips. "Simply staring, my love." I replied softly. She smiled a little and turned her head away from me with a rosy tint on her cheeks. She allowed me to keep her hand in mine and I stroked it softly with the back of my thumb.
"Can I go?" She asked meekly, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear. I leaned my head onto hers and closed my eyes. "Why?" I breathed. "This will give us some…quality time, don't you think?" I asked huskily, tilting her chin down to look at me. She gave a shy sort of shrug. I leaned in to kiss her, but before my lips could even feel the heat from hers, she turned her head away with a soft sneer. I growled and threw off of me. She hit the floor with a yelp of surprise. "I see. Well, until you get a hold of your attitude, I believe I will leave you to your thoughts." I said, walking to the wall that used to bear my doors. When I reached the wall, the doors reappeared and I heard her gasp behind me. As I closed the door from the hallway, I said, "Be back soon, Cassidy." I slammed the door and doors disappeared once again. I could hear her cries of anguish as I continued down the hallway.