Well, here's another chapter for 'Taking Care of My Sister's Daughter'...I just want to say that I'm very glad that your have all enjoyed this story so far
Disclaim: I Do NOT Own Hotel Transylvania...I only own Margaret
Chapter 29
Margaret sat at the grand piano in the dining room.
There was only one way for her to get out her pain and anger was to play the piano.
She started playing a sweet melody, then it turned into a different melody.
Dracula walked around the empty lobby.
It was so dead and so lifeless.
He stopped dead in his tracks when he heard a melody coming from the dining room.
He followed the melody and it led him to the dining room.
He gently cracked the door and peeked his head inside.
He really couldn't believe it.
Margaret was at the piano playing, pouring everything that was in her into her piano playing.
He creeped into the room and hid in the shadows.
He watched Margaret play the piano.
Margaret stopped playing.
She looked from the piano to the place where Dracula was hiding.
"Drac, I know you're there. Just come on out."
He moved out of his hiding place and over to her.
"That was beautiful."
She shook her head.
"I didn't find it beautiful. It was just where I poured out how I was feeling."
"And how are you feeling?"
"Angry and hurt."
"Marg, I know I was wrong for lying to Mavey."
"Oh, you're right about that!"
"Marg, please."
Margaret let out a deep sigh and let Dracula speak.
"I don't even know if humans are bad anymore. You have to admit that Johnny wasn't a bad guy."
"Drac, you heard him! He said that he hated monsters!"
"He only said that because of me."
"What?! What do you mean by that?!"
"I'm the one that scared Johnny away."
"What did you say to him?!"
"I threatned to suck every drop of blood from his body."
"WHAT?!"
"You know I wouldn't do that."
"But, Johnny doesn't know that!"
Margaret slapped Dracula in the back of the head.
"Drac, you need to fix this. Start with talking to Mavey."
"You're right, Marg. I'll just go to Mavey's room and talk to her about it."
"Uh, Drac, she's not her in her room."
"Then, where is she?"
"She's on the roof."
He place a hand on her shoulder.
"Thank you, Marg."
She swatted Dracula's hand.
He yelped in pain at the hit on his hand and moved his hand away from her shoulder.
"I'm still mad at you, Drac. So, don't touch me."
Dracula left the dining room without another word.
Well, there's that...Hope you enjoyed and if you did please review
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