Chester pov: Parker runs his hand through my hair, curling the ends around his finger. I'm sitting between his legs as we watch a movie. The girl is upstairs and not bothering us, thank god.
"Are you sure we made the right choice, letting her stay?" I ask.
Parker stops for a moment, "why? Do you think we didn't?"
I don't want to hurt him. He's taken a liking to the girl, always calling her by "name" and including her. I'm not jealous, why would I be? I just don't know what to do with her. Her parents must be looking. I would hope so.
"No, not at all. But, she has no official tie to us. She's just...here." I explain.
Parker nods and drops his head into my shoulder. His arms squeeze my torso. "I know," he murmurs into the curve of my neck, "but I feel bad for her, you know. Taken at birth? She doesn't know a family, if we can at least make her feel safe, I want that. She's not officially ours, I just want to see what happens."
I nod, he looks up at me and kisses my lips, "thank you for understanding, baby."
A few days later
Parker pov Eliza hardly leaves her room, it bothers me. I think back to our first meet a lot, she was horrified. Shaking all over, crying constantly, I can't imagine feeling like that.
Chester and I have tried to be warm towards her, but she still doesn't say much. It's difficult, but it's not her fault. We've given her no reason to trust us or think we haven't straight up kidnapped her as well.
I walk upstairs to her room, Chester behind me. She doesn't have many clothes so today we bought her some new ones. It's black, a color we think she will be okay with. A little gothic too, Just for fun.
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I knock on the door to her room and Chester clings to my shoulder.
The door swings open and Eliza's dark eyes stare at me.
"Hey, we got you some new clothes," I say softly, "figured you wouldn't want to keep wearing shirts and other shit."
She takes the bag of clothes from my hand and looks inside, "t-thank you." She says quietly.
She quickly shuts the door and I look at Chester, almost helpless.
"You did fine, baby. She's scared." He says softly.
I rake a hand through my hair, "I know but, we can't let her stay like this. It's sad."
Chester Pov: A few weeks have passed and the strangest thing has happened.
The girl has left her room.
She stands in the kitchen, staring at Parker and I. She's wearing one of the outfits we bought her, and it does suit her Vampire features.
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"T-thank you for the clothes." She says, fidgeting with her fingers.
Parker almost has stars in his eyes at the sight of her surprise appearance, "glad you like them! Are you hungry for anything?"
She looks down at her feet and picks at the holes in her black tights. She breaks into a stutter, unable to form any words. Parker looks at me, worried, he might've just set her off.
I take a calm approach, "hey, it's okay. You can have whatever you want."
She hugs her arms, "I'm good."
"Alright." I reply.
She cracks her knuckles and stares at us. She's still adjusting.
