I got home and I smiled. I have missed my best friends. Natalia's from Spain, and Christine is from Turkey. We all grew up together, we are also all the same age 14. We do not get to see each other very often due to my busy life, Christine living in Turkey. "Elise? Is that you?" Mom called. "No, mom It's a thief coming to rob the castle!" I yelled back. "Haha, very funny." She answered. I chuckled and walked into the den. "I'm home." I say. "Oh good. Now we don't have to send a search party after you." Daddy said. everybody laughed except me. "Haha, very funny." I say sarcastically. I sit down next to Victoria. "So. Who did you go see?" She said in a suggestive tone. "Vicky!" I groan. "What?" She asked. "I know that tone of voice. I went to visit Natalia and Christine." I say. "Oh. How are they?" She asked "They're well." I say. "The real question is what on earth did you girls get into today?" Daddy asked. "And what is in your hair?" Mum asked. "To answer daddy's question we did alot of things. To answer you mum. It's paint. There was a slight mishap with a bucket of paint." I said. Dad chuckled and mum laughed. "Did you fall into a bucket of paint?" Katherine asked. "No. It fell and some splashed on my hair. How noticeable is it?" I asked. "Pretty Noticeable Ellie. I mean it's bright red paint and your hair is blacker than night." Ingeras spoke. "Great. I'm going to go see if i can wash it out." I said, running up to my bathroom. Carlotta drew my bath, i was quick to get undressed and slide in. No matter what I did or tried the paint would not was out. I groaned and gave up. I finished bathing and slid into my nightgown. I brushed out my jet black and my one red stripe hair. I looked at my painted hair and sighed. I put down my hair brush and walked back down stairs. "Did it work?" Victoria asked. "No. I tried everything I could think of. Nothing worked." I sighed. "It's alright. We will find a way to get it out." Mum said. "It actually doesn't look that bad. It could be alot worse." Ingeras said. "Ingeras my hair is bright red! It can not get any worse!" I cry. "Oh Elise, You are being melodramatic." Dad said, rolling his eyes. "I am not! My hair is now red!" I shriek. "Elise calm down. Take a deep breath and relax." Mum says. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I feel my self only get worse. "It's not working!" i yell, my annoyance and anger flaring. "Geez Elise. I think you need to go back to visiting the girls again." Ingeras spoke. Victoria and Katherine giggle. "So funny I forgot to laugh." I snap. "Elise. What has gotten into you all of a sudden?" Mum asked. "I do not know, and I do not care." I say, I stand up and storm up to my room. Then I realize it's my week. "Mum!" I yell. "Yes darling?" She asked. "It's my week." I say "OH! Alright." she said. I climbed into bed and settle in when Daddy walked in. "Mum told me what is wrong." He said. He sat down next to me. I groaned.
- later that week-
"Elise how are you feeling?" Mum asked. "Mummy. I want Daddy" I whined "Baby are you feeling alright?" I asked. "Nooooo." I moaned. "Whining, moaning, groaning........" Mum said. "Vlad!" Mum yelled. Dad entered my room. "Yes love?" He asked. "Elise is sick." Mum said. "Daddy." I whined, dad sat down next to me and held my hand. "Ellie. How are you feeling?" He asked. "Icky." I groan. "Okay baby girl. You need to stay in bed." Daddy said. "Daddy, my belly hurts." I say holding my belly. "I know baby girl. I know." He said. Dad placed his hand on y forehead. "She's burning up." He said. "Daddy I'm cold." I whine. Dad wrapped the blanket around my body and mum added another one. Carlotta brought in a reg the was wet with cold water to bring down my fever. "Mum? Dad?" Victoria asked entering with Katherine and Ingeras. "SHHH!" Mum said. "What's wrong?" Ingeras asked. "She's sick." Dad said "OH our poor baby sister." Katherine said. I groan and roll over. "I want to sleep." I say. "Okay baby. Get some sleep." Dad said and everybody left. I closed my eyes and drifted into a dreamless sleep
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Dracula's Daughter
FanfictionThe people called him: Prince The Turks called him: The Impaler His mother called him: Vlad I called him: Father