A/N: Sorry for the crappy name I couldn't think of another one. I know this chapter is short but it is very revealing. Enjoy! :D
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Dracula sauntered to the entrance of his castle, pondering. How do I tell her my love for her? Living with my father for so many years not feeling anything, has made me bad at talking about my feelings. What more can I do to prove myself, isn't my undying love enough for her? As he thought all of these questions, he unconsciously shifted and flew high in to the sky. Then in midair changed back into his human form. Then using his powers floated there in midair. He laid back and relaxed. He would usually do this to get away from the pressure on him to rule the world and the 'needs' of his brides. After a few hours, he decided to come down. He let himself fall. He loved this. It exhilarated him, made him feel as alive as he could. Then before hitting one of his many bridges, he slowed down and came safely to a stop on one of his bridges. He almost ran to his room, he was ready. Ready to tell Anna that he loves her. Through the door he could hear heart wrenching sobs. He pushed the door open. There he found Anna in the fetal position, crying so hard it was like there was no end to the tears. He ran over to her. He sat down next to her on the bed and hugged her. "I love you Anna. Please don't cry." He said trying to be as comforting as he could be, but not succeeding. He got up went across the room; while he was walking he looked at the wall next to him, and saw a mirror, a portal. I could so stupid, and forget I have a portal to my castle in Budapest! Maybe the scenery is what is depressing Anna; I will have to move her while she is sleeping. He thought, then got out his violin again, and began to play. He lulled her to sleep, then as gently as he could, he picked her up and carried her though the portal. He set her in the other barely used bed and noticed that she was having another nightmare. Before he could argue with himself, he put a hand on her head entering her dream. He saw his father holding Anna by the neck. "How could you ever think of doing that! Do you know what it will to my son! To yourself! How dare you!" He screamed. Anna whimpered, horror and pain clear on her beautiful face. Satan is hurting Anna, his Anna. Dracula grew angry at this and ran over to his father and threw him off of her. "GET AWAY FROM HER!" He snapped. "Alright, but Anna I will be seeing you soon. Because Catholics who commit suicide go to hell!" He walking away until he had finally disappeared. As he walked away Dracula stared at him. What did he just say? Anna wants to commit suicide! I can't believe it! How could I have let this happen? It's all my fault! He thought, loathing himself. Then got out of her dream and walked over to the now blazing fire and thought.