Revenge, and A Little Bit More

Chapter Six: Dimitrescu Vs. Blake

Lilith laid on her back with her feet on the wall, her head hanging upside down off the edge of the bed. She was happily singing to herself, still locked in the dungeons. A lit cigarette rested between her fingers.

"Fight so dirty, but your love's so sweet

Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth
Late night devil, put your hands on me
And never, never, never ever let go
Fight so dirty, but your love's so sweet
Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth
Late night devil, put your hands on me
And never, never, never ever let go

Some days, you're the best thing in my life
Sometimes when I look at you, I see my wife
Then you turn into somebody I don't know
And you push me away, push me away, yeah

Call me in the morning to apologize
Every little lie gives me butterflies
Something in the way you're looking through my eyes
Don't know if I'm gonna make it out alive!"
(Teeth - 5 seconds of Summer)

"She has a beautiful voice." Daniela whispered to her sisters as they quietly make their way downstairs, towards the dungeons.
"Shhh Dani!" Cassandra shoved her sister, almost making her fall. Soon they were at each other's throats, shoving and biting at each other. Bela sighed and hit both of them on the back of their heads.
"Quiet you two!" she yelled in a whisper. Cassandra growled, and made an attempt to bite her. The three of them started wrestling in the narrow corridor, barely wide enough for one person.
"Your mother informed me that vampires were superior to witches when it comes to stalking silently." Lilith mumbled, making the girls stop dead in their tracks. Bela rolled her eyes at her sisters as they make their way to Lilith's cell.
"To what do I owe the personal visit, delicias meum?" she looked at them upside down. Daniela giggled at her.
"We just came for a visit." Cassandra said shyly, hiding behind her dark brown hair.
"Your mother will murder you, if she found out you were here to see me. She warned you ladies."
"We know. But we need your help." Bela stated. Lilith fell off the bed, trying to sit up quickly, before standing up in front of the girls. She was worried something might be wrong with them. The four days she spent in the cell gave her a lot to think about. To her dismay, she had grown fond of the young women. Her feelings toward Lady Dimitrescu was something she was certainly uncertain about. The girls reminded her so often of her own fond memories, which warmed her long dead heart.

"What's the matter?" Lilith stepped forward and held onto the cell bars.
"It's mother, Lilith."
"She hasn't come out of her room since she threw you in here."
"We can hear her crying." they informed her. She doesn't it at all, but she felt an intense need to comfort the countess. Even if it meant that she might be killed. 'Fortuna' she cursed under her breath. She took a deep breath and walked through the steel bars, as if her body melted around it, passing through. Bela giggled.
"If you could leave at any time, why didn't you?" Bela smirked, lifting her eyebrows.
"Shut it, little vampire." Lilith laughed and ruffled her blonde hair as she walked past them. Cassandra and Daniela looked confused at their sister. Bela rolled her eyes.
"She likes mother, you idiots." she laughed, before their wrestling continued.

Lilith made her way to her own bedroom, eagerly wanting to take a shower. She bathed and washed her hair. She quickly got dressed in a brown underbust corset and skirt, with a black long sleeve button blouse and black boots. She took her precious pocket watch and gently tucked it in her pocket. She made her way to the Lady's bedroom and paused, listening. She could hear her crying, and her heart ached. She softly knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" a raspy voice called softly from the other side.
"It's me, my lady." Lilith gulped. 'Why are you so fucking nervous??" she complained to herself. She waited, but there was no answer.
"My lady?"
"Go away, witch." she growled. Lilith rolled her eyes and smiled wickedly.
"No." Lilith stomped her foot.
"I beg your pardon?" Lady Dimitrescu hissed, getting angry. She ripped her blankets off her and quietly made her way to the bedroom door.
"Well, if you don't let me in, I'll stand here the whole day, talking relentlessly, and believe me, I can talk a lot. Do you want to hear the story of how I-" she jumped slightly when the Lady ripped the door open, frowning angrily. Lilith's heart sank, seeing the Lady's red puffy eyes and soft, messy hair. She was wearing a black silk nightgown. Lilith gulped slightly as the Lady glared down at her.
"What. Do. You. Want.?" she slowly said, her nails digging into the wood of the doorframe.
"To explain myself." she hesitated, before conjuring a bouquet of red hibiscus flowers.