His Perfect Daughter

Chapter 6

Hope looked in the mirror and laughed. Khoudia is going to have a stroke when she sees this. She glanced over to the clock on her desk, 6:45pm. She'll be here soon. I'll text her just in case.

Hope grabbed her phone and send out a quick text to Khoudia.

WolfGirl: I'm ready. I thought I'd let you know ahead of time.

KarismaK: Almost there! Incoming in 5..4..3..2...

Hope heard a knock on her door and sprung to life. I wonder what she looks like. We've never shared pictures or anything. She quickly ran downstairs and opened the door. Hope was greeted by a girl, no, a woman dressed in a red dress that stopped at her knees. She wore simple black high heels and she had on minimal makeup; a smudge of smokey black eye shadow and dark red lipstick. There was a thin black belt where her midsection was and she held a black purse in her hand. She had dark bronze skin that glowed when light hit it. Her raven curly hair was held up in a high ponytail and her ears were clipped with gold stud earrings paired with a golden choker.

"You look gorgeous! Wow." Hope exclaimed.

"Girl, you look like you about to take a jog." Khoudia snorted and shook her head. "This is not what anyone would agree "dressing up" means. What you wearing?" Khoudia expressed.

"Well, I did say I was going to dress up. I never said how." Hope grinned. "Besides it's almost 7:00, let's go."

"Uh-uh. I am not going until you dress up or do you want me to cast a spell on you?" Khoudia crossed her arms with a smirk.

"Oh come on. Don't exaggerate Khoudia. It's not that bad." Hope whined as she checked her outfit out.

Hope was dressed in a light yellow tank top and dark navy blue jean shorts that stopped just above her thighs paired with light yellow flats. She wore her wavy hair up in a bun and had minimal makeup as well; a strip of eyeliner on each eyelid and a light pink lipstick. She had on a black choker and small black tassel earrings. Maybe she's right...I'm going to stand out if I go in that place looking like this. You know what. I'm just gonna switch the yellow top and flats to red. Hope chanted a spell that switched the color of her desired items and in a flash, her tank top became a dark red and so did her flats.

"Hmm. I still don't approve, but it is better. You won't stick out like a sour thumb now. Here. We need masks. We don't want anyone we know to recognize us." Khoudia laughed as she handed Hope a red mask and she put on a black mask. Khoudia began chanting the location spell.

"Why thank you. Haha. And that was kinda the point." Hope shrugged with a smile, putting on her red mask, and joining her, chanting Khoudia's location spell.

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"Are we here?" Hope slowly opened her eyes and gasped. Yup, we're here.

"Oh la la! I would so. You didn't tell me this place was all fancy." Khoudia grinned from ear to ear and snapped her fingers, cloaking their scent from a certain hybrid.

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What was that faint scent? It only lasted a few seconds before it was gone. Was that Hope or was he hallucinating? No longer in the mood, he snapped the brunette and raven haired female's necks effortlessly and left them in the room as his senses lead him to the spot he was looking for.

She's not here. I don't smell a thing. I am hallucinating. He rationed it was due to him missing her. Niklaus was about to vamp back to his room until he saw two unfamiliar women, one with auburn hair and one with raven hair; looking at the wall filled with whips and laughing. The auburn one reminded him of Hope. For some reason, he couldn't take his eyes off her. She must be new. The new ones always laugh until they're begging to be flogged. I'll go fetch them. Might as well. I did kill the other two. He stated nonchalantly while walking towards them.

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Hope panicked when she realized her dad was walking right towards them! Did he find out? Does he know it's me? Did I laugh too loud? Oh my god. Oh my god. I'm so dead.

Khoudia looked over to Hope and noticed the panic in her face. Wait...that sexy dirty blonde guy coming here is her daddy!? Lord. No wonder she wants him. Hell, I want him. Haha. Khoudia entered Hope's mind. "Is that HIM?"

Hope's heart started beating rapidly as she responded to Khoudia telepathically. "Yes! That's my dad. I'm so screwed! He found out! We need to go."

Khoudia rolled her eyes and replied back telepathically. "You don't know that. He doesn't look like he's mad...actually I think he's coming to flirt with us. Would he have that sexy bedroom smile if he knew what was up? I don't think so. Act normal."

She's right. He doesn't look threatening at all. He looks....gorgeous. I've never seen him like this. Hope blushed and scratched her arm.

"It seems you two find this amusing?" Niklaus grinned and picked out a random whip. "You two must be new. We use these quite a lot."

"Oh, do you now?" Khoudia questioned amusingly. "See. Thing is. We are new. I'm Khoudia and she's umm...Alexia! Mind giving us a tour?" Khoudia nudged Hope's arm indicating for her to be more responsive.

No, no, no. What is she doing! I can't do this. Hope bit her lip. He really doesn't know it's me. What kind of spell did Khoudia use? He wasn't supposed to see me!

"A-ha-ha. R-right. We'd...we'd certainly like a tour." Hope stuttered trying not to have a mini heart attack.

"Gladly. I am Niklaus, but I prefer Klaus. Right this way. After you, ladies." Niklaus gestured.

As Khoudia and "Alexia" walked infront of him, he couldn't help, but notice the subtle things Alexia did that kept constantly reminding him of Hope. Scratching her arm and stuttering when she felt nervous or cornered. Feeling easily panicked or flustered. Her quietness. The way she laughed. The way she walked. Simple things like that where driving his nuts. Am I reading a bit too much into this? I'll have to keep an eye on that one. Though I also appreciate her bubbly friend. She'll be a lovely pet. They both will. Niklaus smirked.

"This is our stop." Niklaus declared, standing in front of a golden door and turning the handle.

As soon as Hope saw the door, that same golden door, the sign above it "House of Horrors", the memory of his scent, the blood, the moans, metal clashing, all of it flashed before her. Hope gulped and bit her lip, feeling anxiety rush to every single area in her body. I can't do this. Maybe I should just tell him. This is going way too far. What happens when we get in there? What happens when he takes off my mask? How is he going to react? Hope's mind was with spinning with question after question and hypotheticals regarding the events that would take place next.