The Chronicles of Remember and Nienna
Chapter 3:
True and False Confessions
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Van Helsing and Justine at Starbucks. Van Helsing is drinking a grande, plain black coffee and Justine is drinking a tall, strawberry frappacino with a double shot of mocha and whipped cream…yum…
Justine: So...Gabriel?
Van Helsing: Yes, Justine?
Justine: You said you would tell me over coffee? You know…your motives behind what you did with Remember.
Van Helsing: Ah... yes, well...
Justine: I assume she knew you don't really love her? That it was just a scam to piss off the count?
Van Helsing: No... that' s not entirely true.
Justine: Oh.
Van Helsing: -arches eyebrow- I wasn't using her, if that's what you're implying.
Justine: No...not at all. I was thinking more like...helping...friends with benefits?
Van Helsing: -teasingly- That's sounds so harsh.
Justine: -playfully smacks him- Okay, you know I didn't mean it to be
Van Helsing: -chuckles- I think the only way to explain it to you is if I told you about the story I'm attempting to help her write. Clearly I'm not as influential as Dracula when it comes to being a muse, but...I try.
Justine: Beyond Love and Reason?
Van Helsing: -pauses- Yes.
Justine: Ah, okay…but I have to admit, I'm still off as to what you're true intentions were. Especially when I know she is hopelessly in love with the count
Van Helsing: I don't really know how to explain it...it's like...there's something there between us...something she and the Count don't share. She trusts me completely... where as when it comes to the Count, she's always worried he'll run off...and leave her. I'm there for her to confide in. I suppose you could say we use each other in essence, but that sounds so derogatory, don't you think?
Justine: -chuckles- No, not at all. Do you want to know what I think?
Van Helsing:-distractedly- hmm?
Justine: I think that it isn't love you are feeling for her, but a deep sense of friendship. I know...I've felt the same way about a friend of mine. In fact...exactly the same way, only I was in your position.
Van Helsing: Maybe even deeper than friendship. Did you ever find yourself... wanting that person? I mean... really wanting them? But you couldn't… you couldn't bring yourself to do it because you knew it was wrong.
Justine: Yes, I did actually. My friend Arthur was the one I was in love with…well...so I thought. It was the exact same way with Remember and the count. Arty was in Remember's position (although...not as...er…feminine) and the girl he loved was in the counts position. He came to me a lot, after getting hurt...although he'd never admit it...-mutters- stupid pride.
Van Helsing: We all suffer from it in some way.
Justine:-chuckles, then more seriously- ...and like you, I felt something between us that he didn't have with her... and I got burned because of it. When he finally did get her I was hurt…but...I realized then that I'd rather be friends with him then lovers...the thing that we share can only be between us and not him and his girl. Make sense?
Van Helsing: Yes, I suppose it does. But it still doesn't make it easier…especially when the Count hurts her like he does.
Justine: I don't think you love her...but then again, that isn't for me to decide
Van Helsing: I can't stand it sometimes.
Justine: -a flash of pain crosses Justine's eyes, then whispers- Yeah...I know what you mean…
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Justine: You're not in love with her, Gabriel. If you were, you'd be more adamant in fighting for her
Van Helsing: But why fight when you know you're going to lose?
Justine: -sarcastically- Oh, now that's the attitude. –then gently- The Van Helsing I knew never gave up; he fought till the end. What happened to him?
-Pauses-
Justine: –smiles sincerely- I think he's still there.
Van Helsing: -smiles- Perhaps...it's certainly been a while though.
Justine: -offers a smile- Well, I think, perhaps with some coaxing, he'll return...he just needs the right person to help.
Van Helsing: -chuckles-
-pauses-
Justine: Gabriel, there are plenty of women out there...I think that at least one of them will be the one, I really do. -smiles reassuringly-
Van Helsing: Its just all a matter of FINDING her, I suppose?
Justine: Yeah...if you can fight evil for eternity then I think you can find her.
Van Helsing: -has a thought, then looks up at Justine with a sense of sudden dawning- -then says, more to himself then anything- You mean to say she could be right in front of me…that she has been from the beginning. I just never knew it?
Justine: Sure...why not? But that's for you to decide, you know?
Van Helsing: Yes... I suppose... -deep in thought-...You don't mind if I walk on this for a while, do you? -stands up-
Justine: Oh no, not at all! Please, go ahead! If you need anything, let me know, I'm here to help -smiles-
Van Helsing: -smiles- I will. –pauses, then says sincerely- Thank you... Justine.
Justine: Sure, -stands to hug him- she's out there...I promise.
Van Helsing and Justine: -hug-
Van Helsing: -hesitates to pull away but does, then composes himself and then leaves-
Justine: -goes back to drink and sighs- -thinks- I hope he's all right...I hope I'M all right... -takes a sip of her strawberry frappacino- -starts fiddles with straw, lost in thought, then feels a heavy gaze on her. She slowly looks around but sees nothing. She turns back around to find Dracula sitting across from her with a pissed off look on his face-
Justine: -jumps slightly, then eyes narrow- What do YOU want?
Dracula: -Sarcastically- Where is dear Gabriel?
Justine: -ignores sarcasm- He left...-sneers- what's it to you?
Dracula: Oh... nothing really, just curious... -is obviously lying-
Justine: -scoffs, then mockingly- Yeah, right...since when are you, the infamous Count Dracula, curious?
-silence-
Dracula: -loses it and slaps table with his hand-
Justine: -is straining to keep her temper in check-
Dracula: -furiously- Alright, that's it... what did he say to you?
Justine: -really ticked off- Why do you CARE!!?
Dracula: Why do I care? WHY DO I CARE????
Justine: He is my friend...-sarcastically- I didn't know there was a rule against friends talking
Dracula: -points at her and sneers- Justine, stop playing games with me.
Justine: -Ignores him- I guess you wouldn't know, though...would you...
Dracula: I know he was...
Justine: what friends do YOU have? To talk to…
Dracula: -stops short- Wait? Excuse me?
Justine: …to console…
Dracula: Are you saying I have no friends?
Justine: -roles eyes then lamely says- I said no such thing
Dracula: Oh... but you were implying it!
Justine: -gets up- Perhaps...take it however you want. You know, I don't have time for this.
Dracula: Where are you going?
Justine: I would think it's pretty obvious…I'm leaving.
Dracula: -ignores comment- Where?
Justine: -rolls eyes- Last time I checked, my mom was the one who is supposed to ask me those questions not some egotistical, sadistic vampire.
Dracula: -stands up so fast, the chair falls over-
Justine: -smirks- What? Did that hurt your feelings?
Dracula: -glares-
Justine: -shakes head- Well, I'm not sorry...now if you'll excuse me, I have a few errands to run –turns around and heads to the door, just before she reaches it Dracula Materializes in front of her, effectively blocking the way out-
Justine: -tries to walk around him- Will you move please?
Dracula: No.
Justine: -exasperated sigh- Don't you have a certain someone you need to get back to?
Dracula: Who? Remember? No...she's at home in her room doing God knows what. Now... no more tangents Justine. I want answers.
Justine: Well you're not going to get them! God, just because you're the epitome of evil doesn't give you the right to just…
Dracula: -sense of pride in his eyes-
Justine: …demand things of people who don't want to give them to you and unless you can play god and force me to tell you...nothing is coming out of my mouth. –deep breath-Now. Get. Out. Of my. Way. -glares- NOW!
Dracula: Do you love him?
Justine: -ignores the question and continues to glare at him-
Dracula:-is desperate- ANSWER THE QUESTION JUSTINE!
Justine: MOVE!
Dracula: DO YOU LOVE GABRIEL??
Justine: I'm not telling you ANYTHING!
Dracula: -goes deathly still, then in a smaller voice- you do, don't you?
Justine: I swear to god, if you don't move, I'm calling the cops
Narrator: -A flash of pain and hurt flashes in Dracula's eyes as Justine pulls out her cell phone and gets ready to dial. Dracula, still in a state of shock, unconsciously moves out of the way, allowing Justine to shove past him and briskly walk to her car. After a moment, he shakes off the shock and goes after her-
Dracula: Wait! Justine... we need to talk.
Justine: -turns around sharply- No, we don't. -unlocks door and climbs in-
Dracula: -materializes into the car-
Justine: -glares at Dracula- Why are you in my car? Get. Out.
Dracula: -mentally locks all the doors- I'm not leaving. And neither are you.
Justine: This could be considered stalking, you know. Even harassment!
Dracula: -car starts up by itself; gives Justine a charismatic smile- Darling...don't flatter yourself. It's very unbecoming.
Justine: -eyes narrow- Fine. -turns on radio and blasts it then puts the car in reverse backs car up and takes off, wheels screeching, heading to her apartment. Music still blasting the Goo Goo Dolls-
Justine: -ignores Dracula and allows music to soothe her, the song Sympathy is playing, conveniently-
Dracula: -loses patience and slams fist into the stereo and kills it…music dies-
Justine: WHAT THE HELL!??!? YOU BASTARD! YOU FUCKING BASTARD!
Dracula: -smug grin-
Justine: -really wants to slap him silly but can't as she is driving-
Dracula: NOW will you answer my question?
Justine: NO! YOU JUST KILLED MY FUCKING RADIO! Do you HONESTLY think I'm going to tell you ANYTIHNG AFTER THAT?!?
Dracula: That's not all I'm going to kill in a minute here. –is straining to control his temper-Justine... I asked you a question, and if you want me to leave you may want to answer it damn it!
Justine: -pretends like she's thinking about it- Um…-pauses- No. -turns into parking garage to her apartment, parks car and gets out, thanking the car gods that automatic locks were invented in her lifetime because she slammed the door and pressed the automatic car lock…and smirks at Dracula, then turns around and starts walking towards her appartment -
Dracula: -Dracula breaks through the window, diving towards Justine, tackles her to the ground and straddles her- Why are you being so difficult?
Justine: I should be asking YOU that question! Now get the hell off of me!
Dracula: -rolls off her, picks her up by the arm and throws open the door to her apartment -
Justine: LET ME GO, YOU JACKASS!!!
Dracula: -stalks in, slams it shut, pins her to the door and gets in her face-
Justine: -violently struggles-
Dracula: -venomously- I'm tired of being patient with you.
Justine: Damnit! Get OFF of me!
Dracula: No. Not until you answer my question.
Justine: ARGH! If you don't get off of me so help me god...i'll kick it where it hurts!
Dracula: You do... and we'll do this the unfair way.
Justine: -spits in his face-
Dracula: -punches the door beside her head-
Dracula: WHAT DID HE DO TO YOU???? -fangs bared… is so tempted to wring her neck but is resisting -
Justine: -flash of fear crosses features, but glares right back at him- None. Of. Your. BUISINESS.
Dracula: -with difficulty, demands- Did he touch you?
Justine: -rolls eyes exasperatedly- Again, I ask...why do you CARE! -fights free of his grip and walks past him-
Dracula: Why do I care? WHY DO I CARE? Are you so blind that you cannot see it???
Justine: -ignores him- Get out of my HOUSE! Leave!
Dracula: -tears of cloak and throws it on the ground and follows after her- I'm not done with you yet...
Justine: -slams bedroom door in his face-
Dracula: -growls in anger…doesn't even bother materializing and breaks the door down. He spots Justine and advances on her with power in ever step-
Justine: Why do you have to do that?! Damn it! That's a whole pay check you know! I'm not rich like you I DO have to actually work for a living.
Dracula: I'm tired of making demands...I'm tired of fighting with you…I'm tired OF HAVING TO COMPETE WITH THE ONE MAN WHO RUINED MY FUCKING LIFE!!! -is right up in her face-
Justine: -stands her ground- Get. Out. Now. Or I'll call Gabriel...he killed you once, right?
Dracula: Do you love me? -voice is soft, but still filled with authority-
Justine: -is taken off guard but composes herself quickly – I…no…
Dracula: Do you mean it? -stares deep into her eyes, softly…pleadingly-
Justine: -eyes flicker from his face for a moment as she clenches her fists and jaw as if fighting with herself, then quietly says – Yes, I mean it.
Dracula: -features distort-
Justine: -lowers head so her hair covers her face-
Dracula: -pain etches across his face, then in a very small voice- You are being…honest?
Justine: -gulps as her mouth becomes suddenly dry, then softly-...yes, I am. I don't love you, Dracula. –Her heart is screaming at her, but she doesn't listen-
Dracula: -knows she's lying, but doesn't have the heart to fight any more…it hurts too much…tears are burning in his eyes... blood tears-
Justine: -looks away as she backs up towards her bathroom-...just...go…please. -thinks- I will not...I won't do this to Remember…I won't
Dracula: -can only stare at Justine-
Justine: -is hanging on by a thread, pleadingly- Just...go to Remember, she needs you.
Dracula: -quietly- Is that what this is about? Is this all about... about her?
Justine: -eyes wide- No...no, its not -thinks- Fuck. – Suddenly turns and runs into bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Lets out a shaky breath as she slides down the door-
Dracula: -materializes into the bathroom- It is, isn't it?
Justine: -thinks- I'm a coward...but I can't…I just can't…why can't he see that?
Dracula: You think I love only her, don't you? -has an epiphany-
Justine: -pulls knees to her chest, slightly confused- You…you love her?
Dracula: -looks down at her- Is that what you think Justine?
Justine: -ignores his question- Do you, Dracula? Do you love her?
Dracula: I asked you first. -small smile-
Justine: -weakly smirks- We both know how stubborn I am...I still haven't answered your initial question...what makes you think I will now?
Dracula: -moves in to sit beside her, back against the door- If I answer your question, will you answer mine?
Justine: Which one? About Gabriel?
Dracula: -Thinks- Damn. -then- Yes. -thinks- I can wait for the other one, I just need to know…
Justine: All right, but only the one about Gabriel.
Dracula: -nods- And no interrupting me?
Justine: Only if you promise to leave afterwards
Dracula: -deep breath- Fine.
Justine: -rests head on her arms which are hugging her knees...can't look at him-
Dracula: You asked if I love Remember and the answer is...-hesitant-...yes. Yes I do. But BEFORE you interrupt me...there's a second part to that answer. -looks away from her and down at his hands- I've... I've always been a selfish man, Justine. You know this-
Justine: I love Gabriel -winces-
Dracula: -grimaces- You... you do?
Justine: ...yes -heart screams- NO YOU DON'T!! –she ignores it- I do...that's what we talked about. He was upset about Remember…
Dracula: -heart is bleeding-
Justine: …and so he came to me and…and that's when...I...I realized…
Dracula: -voice breaks- Oh...-quickly gets up-
Justine: -whispers so quietly she can't even hear herself- I'm sorry. –Allows hair to fall in her face to cover the onslaught of tears-
Dracula: -tries to fight back the tears and disappointment- Well... I'm...I'm sorry for wasting your time...I uh...I need air...-quickly leaves the bathroom... but can't seem to leave the house so he stands by the window and just stares out at the sky instead-
Justine: -is silent...doesn't trust herself to speak…when she thinks he's gone, she breaks down quietly-
Narrator: He stared out at the darkening sky as his heart broke in the palm of Justine's hand. She had no idea... he wanted to tell her…more than anything, but he couldn't find the voice. It was caught in his throat as blood tears clouded his vision and threatened to leak and run down his pallid cheeks. He silently rebuked himself for allowing this to happen. For leaving Justine alone with Van Helsing. He could have made it up to Remember... she would have understood, but no...he had been impulsive…and because of this he had lost her...he lost Justine. He lost all hope of ever winning her back. His heart bled mercilessly as he finally found the strength to raise his hand and open her window letting the cool wind brush his face with its gentle fingers, making the single blood tear that now run down his face chill. He flicked it away with a hint of resentment and placed his hand on the edge of the sill as he prepared to leap from the window wondering if he should even shift into his winged form. Suicide sounded beautiful...to die...to sleep and never awaken. But he couldn't. Someone still needed him. Even if Justine claimed she didn't. With very little effort, he placed his boot clad foot on the edge of her window and prepared to leap part of him wishing she'd come out of that bathroom, that'd she'd tell him it was all a lie…that she did truly love him. When she didn't come he made the move and leapt from the window letting gravity take its hold on him before shifting and taking off into the twilight. The sky threatened rain; there was no sign of the moon in the oncoming night. The sky was empty...just like the chasm in his chest...where his heart once was.
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Van Helsing: -knocks on front door- Hello? Justine? Are you home?
-nothing-
Van Helsing: -opens door and peeks through- Hello? -Sees broken bedroom door, then slightly more panicked- Justine, where are you? -shuts from door and moves through the apartment. As he approaches the bedroom, he hears sniffling. He follows it to the bathroom and carefully, opens bathroom door- Justine? Is everything alright?
Justine: -is rocking back and forth and staring into space-
Van Helsing: -doesn't see her crying, but sees how red her eyes are- Oh my God, what happened? -enters bathroom and kneels beside her-
Justine: -turns head, finally noticing him, and weakly smiles- Nothing...I'm fine.
Van Helsing: -is obviously not convinced-
Justine: Really, Gabriel...I'm...okay.
Van Helsing: -sits beside her and not knowing what else to do, wraps his arm around her and with one hand leads her eyes to his by gently turning her chin- What happened?
Justine: -eyes shine with unshed tears as she weakly smiles again, fighting the pain threatening to erupt-
Van Helsing: Tell me? Please? -holds her close-
Justine: -sighs- Nothing...i just...lost something, that's all.
Van Helsing: What was it? Perhaps I can help you find it. -is oblivious to her real meaning-
Justine: Something very near and dear to my heart...I'm afraid it can't be replaced but...thank you anyway.
Van Helsing: Very well. Do you need anything? -gently caresses her cheek and moves a lock of hair from her face-
Justine: -chuckles- Sleeping pills and water?
Van Helsing: -is serious now- Justine, what happened?
Justine: -shivers from being on the cold tile floor- Nothing Gabriel, I'm fine...I promise -gives her best reassuring smile, hoping he'll just drop it-
Van Helsing: -sighs heavily- Come here... -picks her up in his arms and carries her out of the bathroom where he places her on the bed. He runs into the kitchen for a moment then returns with a glass of water which he gives her then sits beside her on the bed as she sips it- Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?
Justine: I'm fine...I promise...it's just hard, you know? When you loose something you love...
Van Helsing: -smiles-
Justine: -is silent, as if thinking, then- How was your walk?
Van Helsing: Oh... it was... fine. Sorely needed, after our discussion. -sort of plays with a lock of her hair- Your insights helped me realize something.
Justine: -cocks head in curiosity- What was that? I mean you don't have to tell me…it's okay, I'll understand. -smiles tentatively-
Van Helsing: -nervously- No... its alright...it concerns you anyway.
Justine: -furrows brow- What's wrong? Is everything all right? -tries to sit up- Are you okay, Gabriel?
Van Helsing: Remember... remember when you said that I needed someone to set me straight... that there was someone out there for me? That she could be right under my nose?
Justine: -is still concerned, but nods- Yes, I remember.
Van Helsing: Well. uh...-forces himself to keep eye contact with her- You... you were right. -chuckles slightly- You always seem to be right
Justine: -smiles- See? I told you you'd find her! You did find her I assume…
Van Helsing: Yes...
Justine: -excited- Well? Who is it?
Dracula: -has just slipped into the front room, searching for his cloak when he overhears the conversation-
Van Helsing: It's you. -places his hand over hers- It's you Justine...
Justine: -eyes widen, mouth opens slightly in disbelief-
Van Helsing: You're the one to set me straight. You're the only person who listens and understands and...
Justine: -heart is pounding furiously-
Van Helsing: -deep breath- Justine... I love... I love you...
Dracula: -drops his cloak on the floor in shock as he continues to listen, eyes wide in shock!-
Justine: -is silent-
Van Helsing: I guess I never really saw it before until we had talked.
Justine: -looks down at her hands silently-
Van Helsing: Please, say something.
Dracula: -still eavsdropping-
Justine: Gabriel...I...I don't know what to say...
Van Helsing: -hanging onto every word-
Justine: When I told you…this afternoon…about there being someone out there for you, I...I never expected...-is struggling and bites lip, unable to continue for fear of crushing his heart-
Van Helsing: -smiles gently and places two fingers beneath her chin-
Justine: -is shaking slightly from nerves-
Van Helsing: I love you Justine...
Dracula: -is ready to have a heart-attack-
Justine: -a tear slips down her cheek-
Van Helsing: -brushes the tear away, his back to the doorway-
VH and Justine: -silent-
Dracula: -peaks into room and see's VH's back toward him and the door, Justine beside him, but he can't see her face and thinks their kissing and his heart breaks... again. He picks up cloak with a hint of venom and immediately leaves, angry, hurt... and betrayed-
Justine: Gabriel…
Van Helsing: Hmm?
Justine: -is very hesitant as she looks in his eyes- Gabriel...I...I can't. I'm flattered...I am...but, I don't think it's me you love. I think it is the idea of me that you love. I mean, what do you really know about me?
Van Helsing: -is uncomfortable- But…who else could it be? Nobody has made me feel the way you do. Not even Anna…or Remember...
Justine: -is struggling-
Van Helsing: You love someone else, don't you? -sees right through her-
Justine: ...perhaps...but...he doesn't love me, so it doesn't matter.
Van Helsing: -conspicuous gaze- It's the Count, isn't it? – is a bit resentful- -thinks- First Anna, then Remember... now Justine...
Justine: ...it doesn't matter
Van Helsing: -is disappointed... but not broken- Yes it does...
Justine: He has someone...I'm not going to ruin that
Van Helsing: -Tries to say something, but Justine interrupts him-
Justine: My mind is made, Gabriel…please, let it rest. Leave me be at peace.
Van Helsing: -Tries to object, but is interrupted again-
Justine: No…-pleadingly- If you love me like you say you do...please, don't do this…just let me be
Van Helsing: -is reluctant, but agrees- Alright... I'll go. But if you need anything... anything at all, you'll tell me, won't you?
Justine: -looks relieved and grateful as she smiles- Of course...-leans in and kisses his cheek-
Van Helsing: -sighs heavily, still disappointed- I'll leave you to your rest then...-gets up to leave-
Justine: -whispers- Thank you, Gabriel...your friendship means more to me then you could know...please don't give up on it
Van Helsing: -smiles- I won't. -chuckles- I won't let you slip through my fingers THAT easily.
Justine: -chuckles-
Van Helsing: Goodnight Justine.
Justine: Goodnight, Gabriel…and thank you.
Van Helsing: -leaves-
Narrator: The Roman shut the door gently behind him with mixed emotions. Part of him was relieved... as if a burden had been lifted off his shoulders, and yet he couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. He knew the vampire didn't deserve the two women whose hearts he had stolen. But he let it go.
Justine listened to him as he left…her heart still shattering to pieces as she sat there, alone in the silence. She loved the Count...more than she could have ever expressed to him in words. But her friendship with Remember was far more important and because of that she was willing to sacrifice her own feelings, her own wants and desires...even though the pain, at times, seemed too much to bear…she just hoped she had done the right thing.
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A/N: Phew!!! DAAAAAMN, that was looooong, but oh so fun! Well, we have -counts- FIVE, yes five, reviews. WHERE ARE ALL OF YOU GUYS!?! WE KNOW YOU'RE OUT THERE!!! Why aren't you reviewing?? We want feedback! Tell us where to go with the story…what you like, hate…ANYTHING!!! Please?? -grumbles- FINE, looks like I'll have to call in the back up…maybe THEY will convince you to review…
Dracula: Uh, why us?
Nienna: -nods head- For once (and ONLY once) I have to agree with Sir Batty…why us?
Dracula: -glares at Nienna- What did you call me?
Nienna: -arches eyebrow- Why? Were you offended? Sir Batty? Did I bruise your enormous, larger-than-life ego?
Van Helsing: -laughs- Wow, you are gonna get it now…
Nienna: -sends Van Helsing a look-
Remember: Well, I have to say that 'Sir Batty' is actually sort of…fitting…I mean, it's better then the usual 'Batboy' or 'Draccy-poo', although I sort of did like those…
Dracula: -points at Remember- Watch it, you're next…
Remember: -raises eyebrow- Bring it, Count Chocula.
Nienna: -snorts- Oh man, that was great…PERFECT!!
Remember: -bows- Thank you, thank you. I'll be here all night.
Van Helsing: -tries to get Remember's attention- Uh, Remember? You might wan to-
Remember: -mocking a Romanian accent- I vant to suck ze milk from your cereal (lamely rolls her 'Rs')
Van Helsing: Uh…Remember, -points at Dracula who is quickly advancing on her from behind-
Remember: -Ignores Van Helsing- Hey Nienna, maybe we should-
-Dracula materializes in front of Remember and shoves her against the wall, pinning her body with his-
Dracula: -Whispers in her ear seductively- You really need to learn when to keep your…-pulls his head back and hovers his lips over her own-…mouth shut…
Remember: -whimpers, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment the opening, then breathlessly,- And what…are you going…to do about…it?
Neinna and Van Helsing: -look at each other somewhat awkwardly-
Nienna: Hey, you wanna go grab a-
Van Helsing: -interrupts her and grabs her arm- Love to. –both leave for starbucks-
Dracula: -smirks- I may have to…-places soft kisses up her neck and along her jaw-…teach you a lesson…-pauses over her lips-…you won't soon forget –smashes his lips against hers-.
-CENSOR-
Narrator: Sorry folks, the rating isn't high enough for -ahem- that. Unless we get more feedback…we're going to keep it that way too –both grin evilly- Is that enough incentive for you to review??? Mwuahahahahaha….