Lestat has always been the one to control everything. Ever since his heart darkened from constantly being abandoned by his loved ones throughout his immortal life. He lost his pure self long ago and didn't dare to dream of getting it back.
Daphne...
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A few weeks have flown by and yet everything and everyone in this house simply is off.
Louis has been brooding and sulking in his room for a while which makes it seem normal. After his walk with Claudia, he hasn't been the same. It's been ages since Louis has wished me a good evening or told me how great I look, not that I expect him to do that.
Claudia of course is just as great as ever. Always holds a smile and carries her nice pretty dolls all around the house. Acts as if nothing happened between Lestat and herself.
I've seen odd behavior from her before but this is truly strange. The attitude she had vanished into thin air it seems. A perfect child she is. She is planning something big that will ruin everything. I can feel it in my guts.
Oh, how I worry about Lestat. He is always cold towards everyone including me. So many times I've tried to get him to talk to me or at least say something. That damned man just kept blowing me off every chance he got.
Only this early evening Lestat looked me in the eyes for the first time in days. My heart beats so fast I was sure it would have exploded out of my chest. He said nothing but just his look was all I needed to know he was alright.
Now Louis is up in his room reading one of my books. I believe it to be about flowers. That man is quite fond of informative reads. Sometimes he would ask me to join him on walks so I could give him tests on the environment. A talented man he is indeed.
Lestat is harshly playing the piano a few feet away from me. His mood tonight is sour like a green apple. I do hate green apples. I've never liked the way my tongue would sting after eating one.
Now and again I will look up and watch as he hits the keys with great powerful force. His pale sharp face would be scrunched in harsh concentration. Though I can't seem to figure out if it's because he isn't playing like himself or because of all the built-up tension in the house.
Reminds me of a special blonde vampire child, come to think of it.
Claudia told me she needed to handle a few things in town but when I asked to go along with her she refused. It's been hours since then. I hope she didn't herself into trouble.
"Of course she will, it is Claudia after all." My darling said from across from me. Excitement sprouts in my bones as I hear his sweet voice. His eyes are like a violent fire waiting to grow higher.
"Don't start this now." A warning not to throw any tantrums tonight even though he never listens to what I wish of him unless it's about what velvet set to wear to a small gathering.
"As you wish my Sweet, as you wish." The blonde vampire carried on leaving me to gaze upon him in peace. I am sure glad to be able to do this for a very long time.
Soon loud pitter-patter echoed down the hall leading to the front door. I jump to my feet as little Claudia skipped into the family room. Her eyes are bright and blue, cheeks rosy red, and curls as tight as a pig's tail.
