(15.) Exposed.

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Beatrice's POV

"What's your name, cherie?" I asked the bruised up curly headed girl, rubbing her forehead, she was cold, she was dead. I was secretly pissed. I was planning on living with two people. These two men barely clean up after themselves and now I had to deal with a kid as well? I need my vagina ate and whiskey.

"Claudia," She replied with ecstasy in her voice. The hunger was getting her high. I could hear her stomach rumble, I could see her lick her lips, she needed some blood.

"Well, I'm Beatrice, that's Louis, and that's Lestat. It's nice to meet you, Claudia," I say, putting on a fake smile. Louis was gonna get it, I swear he was. No shade to the kid, but who the hell is gonna watch her? Not me, not Louis because he's always busy, and I wouldn't even leave my wigs unsupervised with Lestat.

I turn to Lestat and Louis with an angry look on my face. Lestat shrugs, standing next to the door and I couldn't understand what face Louis was making, I couldn't read him. Why did he want to save this girl so much?

I sigh and walk out the door, Lestat follows me. I keep walking, ignoring him. I go to the bathroom to take a shower. I get undressed, but he's still there. "If you guys take her in, I'm her sister. I don't want to be a mother...not yet," I say, now only in my panties. He was still looking at me. I turn on the water.

"Anything you want, Beatrice." Lestat says, his eyes don't leave me.

I turn around and his eyes fall on my breasts, nothing he hasn't seen before. "If you're gonna just stare can you at least close the door?" I ask, he looks back in my eyes, I flinch a little. He closes the door and walks towards me.

"I smell him on you. And the hickeys...he knows about me, doesn't he? They're darker than last time and there's more of them. He's getting jealous," Lestat chuckles, walking closer to me. I look down, wow he did cover me hickeys.

"How does it feel to have multiple men obsessed with you. Louis, me, and...Kennan was it? I don't know, it hurts seeing you with him. I want to put him through the worst death imaginable, and then give his severed head to you. But I also don't want to hurt you by killing him, so now I'm stuck. You've trapped me," Lestat says quietly, caressing my hip, back and waist. He pulled me closer, my naked breasts pressing up against his fully clothed body.

"Man, ain't nobody jealous of you. And Kennan and I aren't anything serious, promise," I say. I look him in the eye and put my hands on his shoulders. I notice that his hair is out of place, so I lay it down with my fingers.

He still kept his eyes on me. His hands were so warm. His presence in the moment was warm. Why couldn't he have been a good man? A true lover. I'm too horny right now. My mind isn't in the right state.

But it feels so good.

I look back into his eyes, but his eyes avert to my lips. Lestat grabs the back of my head and kisses me.  But it got deeper and more passionate. His other hand goes to my ass. Lotion and soap fall off the sink as he sets me on it. Still kissing me as I grind against him like a dog that hasn't been neutered.

He starts sucking on my breasts, I moan, holding the back of his head. "Shit, Kennan-"

I stopped.

Lestat stopped.

He stood up tall, he looked...hurt. This was the first time I've ever seen Lestat look like this before. That sadness turned to anger when he looked me in the eyes again.

"Lestat, it was an accident. I swear." I tremble. What was he going to do? He's too unpredictable.

He then chuckles. His smile unnerving, but so sexy. "Beatrice, I cannot explain the way you make me feel. You make me feel pain, hurt, passion, love, and more pain. I'm going to rip Kennan's throat out, and feed it to you." He says in a very calm voice.

Tears start to creep up in my eyes. I shove him away from me. "Fuck you. I'll take a shower tomorrow morning." I say as I put on my robe and head towards the bathroom door.

"Semen left in a woman overnight lowers her balance, Cherie. Wouldn't want Kennan's kids throwing off your Ph." Lestat says as I walk away. I stop in my tracks and turn around and Lestat has a smug look on his face. He's so pathetic.

"And you wouldn't want Louis' kids throwing off yours, bitch. The girl's sleeping in my coffin, I don't trust you and takes up too much space for a young lady to rest peacefully. Go fuck yourself, devil. I can't even believe I almost fucked you tonight." I respond, leaving the bathroom.

The audacity. Why the hell does he care what's left in me, he was gon' eat it outta me anyway, seeing how eager for puss he was.

I got back to the room to see a sleeping Claudia on the bed and Louis lying on the edge with his knees on the floor. I sigh, walk to the bed, and pick up Claudia. Her bruises her gone. I walk to my coffin and lay her in it. Lord, she was peaceful.

I wake up Louis and tell him to go to bed in the coffin if he's so tired. He listens to me and heads to his coffin, yawning.

Lastly, I get in my coffin and close it, laying next to Claudia. It was so peaceful, but thoughts were still running through my head.

Why did Lestat say that bullshit?

Was he actually threatening Kenny?

Does he actually want to kill him because of my relationship with Kenny?

He better not...

Nah, he knows better.

He knows I'd send him straight to hell if he killed my Kenny.

My Kenny?-

"Does sex with Lestat not feel better than sex with Kennan?" Claudia asked.

"What?!" I say a little taken aback.

"I can see your mind, Lestat isn't as good as Kennan. He's a meanie too. You can't be a sexual partner with Lestat." She responds, moving around with her eyes still closed.

"Lil' girl, are you outta your mind?" I ask, turning around to see her face. Why is she exposing me like this?

"This family isn't as good as I thought, is it?" She opens her eyes, looking at me, she looks sad.

My frustration turns into pity. I sigh, "It ain't gon' be all that bad if you with me. I'm your sister." I say, rubbing her hair. "Tomorrow, I'm gonna get you and coffin that's pink, sparkly, with bows." I tell her, smiling.

She chuckled and closes her eyes. My smile drops again. Why did Louis make this girl a vampire?
















He just ruined her damn life.

















(A/N: i'm baaaaaaaack...)

Fin.

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