Yet another short story.
This one is just sort of... ehhhhheheheh.
Like, I tried to make it into Elisabethian, but it really didn't work 'cause I fail hard-core.
Ah, well.
It's pretty good.
There's like, nothing to it, but it sounds pretty.
Hardy-har-har.
::KUH-AY::
_______________________________________________________________________________
::ABANDONMENT::
Sighing, she didn't know what to do.
Love or hate, either way, this wasn't going to end well. Then again, what does? Shaking her head, she took a step forward and reached up to him, tentatively tapping at his hands.
"What?" He hissed, glaring down at the girl. "What, on this night, doest drive thee to disturb me?"
She turned away, her brown locks falling in front of her face. "Ay," she said quietly, keeping her hands over his. "I just... just..."
"Just what? Just wanted to ruin my slumber; ruin thy future?" He growled, shoving her hands away. His hands flew up to his scraggly beard, stroking it as if it were the softest kitten.
"No, not that, sire..." She said, looking back at him with tear-streaked cheeks. "I wanted-"
"Soft! I do not wish to listen to your wants!" He cried, standing up, nearly barreling the girl over. "Go, go to your mother and leave me be!"
Her eyes widening, the soft skin of the girls cheeks shone with tears. "Please!" She cried, "Please, lend me thy ears!"
Shaking his head, the man with the coat of gold walked away from his daughter. "Nay, you've spoken quite enough."
"Why!" She screamed, falling to her knees. "'Twas just a night!"
"A night?" He snapped, turning on his heel to face her. "Just a night? 'Twas more than that! Moons and moons passed that you had been... consoling with that... creature!"
"Vampire!" She cried, clawing at his legs. "Please, at least admit that he is no creature, that he be of the Vampire!"
Kicking at her, the gruff man grabbed the groveling girl by her hair, lifting her up to be eye-level with him. "Darest thou speak of him as if he is man? Darest thou to love one whom feeds on the highest power under God?" He pulled her closer, his harsh breath beating against her face. "You, daughter, have befallen the consequences. You hath been exiled, and forever shall that be!" Throwing her down with enough force to knock a breath out of her lungs, he stormed away, bellowing at the servants who dare block his path.
She lay there, sobbing. "Love abandons neither man nor beast!" She declared with a shout, pushing herself off the ground. "Doest thou doubt me? Doubt my love for the one I truly, deeply find in favour?" Crying out, she lifted herself and launched herself across the surface, and into the doorway. "Why! Why must my only sire abandon me! Love shalt be forever enduring; why cannot my own father understand!" Stumbling through the halls of the great mansion, she used the railing to pull herself through the stone walkways. "I'll show you how to love, I'll let you see how he loves me back!"
The stomps through the hallway were deafening, louder than even the girls shrieks of love and abandonment. He seemed to almost appear at her side, even though his footfalls were louder than anything the lady would cry out. "Do you not understand the meaning of silence?" He hissed in her ear, rejecting the welcoming caress from the small woman. "Do you not see that you are calling un needed attention to thyself?"
She cried out and tried to wrap her arms around his waist, only to be pushed away. "My love! What has brought you here?" She seemed to chatter on and on, only being interrupted by frequent sniffles.
"Soft! Silence your words, stupid girl!" He snarled, taking her by the wrist and pinning her against the railing of the stairway. "If thou gets us in hellish ways, you shall not hear from me again," he swore.
"But, but love-" She cried, struggling against his iron clad grip. "I love you so, too much to ever dream of leaving-"
He growled even deeper and pushed her farther against the railing. "Doest thee not understand? I do not return those words, I do not feel for you in those flirtatious ways!" He kept pushing her, making her fall to the death more and more imminent. "I do not love you!" He declared, his wolfish grin closer to her face than ever before. "I never have, and I do not imagine that I ever will!"
Her jaw dropped and she went limp. "Do-do not love me? You- you-"
"Do not love you." He hissed. "No one in this home, no one in this ville, no one in this very world loves you!" He shouted, finally pushing her off the balcony's railing, and leaned over, watching her plummet to her death.
"Damn thee!" She cried as she fell, screaming as his twisted words flew through her mind. "I dared to love thee!" She cried, her body turning in the air, only to face her death. The black and white marbled flooring came into her vision, and finally, sweet death's embrace welcomed her at last.
End.
