Bitter Rose [Diabolik Lovers]

Chapter Three: Just Your Friendly Female Gandalf

Translations:

Mon Dieu - My God

Vous avez plein de merde - You are full of shit

Comprends - Understand

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There are more dead people than living. And their numbers are increasing. The living are getting rarer.

Eugene Ionesco

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Rose's pants were slowly turning to sobs as she darted past another hallway. She was lost, plain and simple, though it wasn't like she could go anywhere even if she found a suitable exit. Rose tried to force her fleeing body to face the fact that she was completely trapped, but nothing was working. Her feet continued to move forward, her eyes continued to scan for a familiar passageway, and her breaths still came in ragged pants.

Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, a hand grasped her arm and pulled her along. Jerking back in surprise, Rose felt herself stumble as she's yanked forwards. However, the hand gripping her wrist didn't let go, and Rose found herself staring at a young woman, a girl really, with long, thick black hair and cocoa colored skin.

The shock planted both her feet firmly in place, and Rose looked wildly around for a possible escape from this new person. Call her paranoid, but she'd rather err on the side of caution where this mansion was concerned.

The girl, seemingly not pleased with Rose's reluctance to move, turned, and Rose felt another jolt of shock as she stared into piercing dark blue eyes. "Look," the girl muttered, her voice soft and low, "I'll explain everything to you later, but right now we need to get somewhere where explaining is possible. So, are you going to trust me?" Rose realized she probably had no choice, as there was no way she was going to be able to find her way around the mansion without wandering into one of the hosts, and that was something she wanted to avoid at all costs.

The girl led Rose down another hallway and then into a door that opened to a rather abandoned looking corridor. Moving quickly to the second door on the left, the girl threw it open and gestured for Rose to go in. Rose glanced at her nervously, but the girl didn't look threatening. And so, Rose stepped into another bedroom, grander than hers and bedecked in shades of green and brown. The colors were comforting and, despite its size, the room was cozy and welcoming, if a little enclosed and forgotten.

The girl followed her, shutting the door quietly and flopping into a chair pulled to the window. Rose sat gingerly in the other one and looked at the girl expectantly, making sure to keep herself perched on the edge in case the need arose for her to bolt.

"Well, first things first, I'm Sabirah," she said, holding out her hand. Rose smiled slightly and shook it, introducing herself as well. "Now, you probably have so many questions, so I'll try to see if my explanation answers any of them. You are here to be a sacrificial bride to these arseholes. You're meant to appease them until you die. I think the record is three months? I've been here for one and a half. And no, they aren't human. They're vampires."

Rose sat straight up. "Vampires? What? You're joking! Vampires don't exist," she scoffed, but even as she said that her stomach twisted as she thought of all the odd things she'd noticed. And what human would have sacrificial brides?

"I wish I was," Sabirah replied bitterly. She brushed her hair away from her neck and showed off faint pinpricks on her skin. Bite marks. "Look, you can believe me or not, but it's the truth. I don't want you finding out as I did."