Trish stood in the kitchen pouting when Aurora walked in. Trish watched her with deathly cold eyes. Aurora just smiled to herself knowing that Trish was pissed but couldn't say a word, for fear of Dante throwing her out of the house.

"Did you have fun..." Trish finally spoke.

"What, oh you're talking to me? " Aurora smirked

"You know what, you may have him wrapped around your finger now, but just wait. I'll prove to him you're nothing but a whorish brat!"

Aurora had heard enough. She turned to face Trish and her eyes glowed red. She whispered with deadly sharpness

"I've had about enough of you Trish! You can't stand me i know that. So stay the fuck out of my life! Make it easy on yourself..."

"You bitch..."

"I'm more than a bitch sweetheart... i'm a fucking devil!"

"How dare you..."

"Its easy... look who my father is..." she sneered

" I don't believe you..."

"umm... did i ever say i cared..."

Aurora stood there in shock for a second. Her new found boldness startled her at first. She felt her pulse in her head, and she felt like she could walk on air. She now knew that her father loved her. No matter what he would always be there for her. He was the only one that could truly understand her. She grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge and closed the door with her foot.

"Later..."

She walked out of the kitchen and to the staircase. Trish's jaw dropped and all she could do is watch Aurora walk away.

"Night hun." Dante said softly

"oh, i'm not going to bed... i was just going up to get changed. I think i'm heading back to The Village."

Dante looked at her for a second then smirked.

"All right..."

She climbed the stairs and walked into her room. The wind caught her hair and she turned a sharp eye to the window.

"What the hell..."

She walked over to the window and looked outside. A figure stood there. It was a man. His hair was platinum, like her fathers, but it was spiked up. He just stood there looking up at her window. His eyes glistened with a grey light. She wrapped her hand around her sword and put her foot up on her window seat. She poised herself to jump. But as she looked at her footing the man disappeared.

"God damnit..."

She closed her window and drew the black curtains across them. She slowly made her way over to the closet and looked around. She pulled out a red with black lace corset top, a pair of tight cropped jeans. She pulled out a pair of high-heeled laced boots. She closed the door and stripped of her clothes. The cold air from her window being open tingled her skin. She walked over to her large dresser and looked in the mirror. He skin was smooth and as soft as it looked.She ran her hands down her stomach. It was soft as silk. She grabbed her pants and slid them on, then her top and her boots. Within a half and hour she was ready. She walked down the stairs. Dante was still sitting in front of the fire.

"bye."

"Bye hun."

Trish glared at Aurora as she ran out the door happily. Aurora jumped on her bike and sped down the street.