SOMEONE TO STAY

[04]

chapter four

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"Jamison!" Rosita yelled, rapidly knocking on her brothers door. "Jamison!" She yelled again. Her patience wearing thin at the constant noise coming from Jamison's mistress, she swung the door open and her brother sped to the door, closing it halfway, blocking her view of whatever was going on. "Keep the noise down!" She snapped at him.

"Rosita, you know—"

       "I don't care." She interrupted. "If you wake her and cause even more trouble I'm going to rip your dick off."

        Rosita sighed and headed back to her bedroom, where she wanted to just take a nap, but that was where she prepared herself to deal with the largest problem the castle. It's been a year since Jamison killed Evangeline and when the public found out, they were furious. Rosita's been trying to put her mother to sleep again, along with her father who they put asleep over a hundred years ago.

        The Queen has caused nothing but trouble since she's been awake and it was bad for the kingdom. Jamison, the prince has been doing a better job at helping the castle than their mother did. The spell which puts their mother sleep requires as much silence as possible and Jamison was doing a terrible job at helping. With Evangeline gone Jamison can have as much time with his mistresses without their mother telling him its wrong, and he quickly took advantage of that.

         Rosita sighed, and took a seat on the floor next to her mothers resting body. She inhaled sharply and exalted, chanting the spell once more. The candles around her began to light once more as she continued the spell. She felt the spell become stronger as her mother's breathing stopped. The spell was complete once the body turned to stone.

         A small smile rose to Rosita's face before she stood up and left her room once more. She walked to her brothers room and this time without knocking she opened his bedroom door which he tried to magically slam shut but Rosita stopped him. "I need you to come move mom's body."

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       Rosita was roaming the hallways of the castle, looking for Selena, when her phone began ringing. She rolled her eyes before answering the call. "What is it, Jamison?" She groaned.

      "Rosita? You're okay?" He asked worryingly.

       "Jamison, what's going on?" She asked.

       "Rosita listen to me, wherever you are or whatever you're going, do not let your guard down!" Jamison warned. "It's Claire...her body's gone."

        "What do you mean it's gone? Her body has been there for 100 years who would want to move it?" Rosita asked hypothetically.

       "Probably someone who wants to harm the kingdom."

         "Okay? That narrows it down to what, every human in the city?" Rosita chuckled. "Claire hates us, she wants us dead. Where would she go?"

        Jamison got silent. "...Evangeline. Rosita, meet me outside the castle in five minutes." After that, Jamison hung up. Evangeline hasn't been dead, they couldn't kill her since she was so valuable. She's been in a coma and strong medicine has kept her asleep. She has the magic of a vampire running through her veins and the moment she wakes she won't be human anymore.

        The way vampirism works is a bit complicated. Strong magic is infused with a persons blood. Once the caster of the spell activates the spell, the person with the magic in their blood becomes immortal. But, if a human drinks a vampires blood, and a witch activates the spell, that human becomes a vampire.

       So, Rosita made Evangeline drink her blood before Jamison attacked her. If Claire gets to Evangeline and activates that spell, Claire May just create the strongest vampire to set foot in the kingdom.

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       "Rosita I checked the hospital that Evangeline was in. She's gone and all the staff are dead." Jamison said nervously. "All Vampire attacks." The pair felt anxiety take over them as they stood outside in the back garden of the castle, awaiting the worst case scenario.

       "We need to find them before they—"

        Rosita's sentence was cut short by a voice she hoped not to hear ever again. Rosita's heart dropped to her stomach and her eyes widened.

        "Before they what?"

        Rosita and Jamison turned to see Evangeline standing alongside their youngest sister, Claire. "I'd love to know what you want to stop us from doing. Or better what you think you can stop us from doing." Claire chuckled.

     There she stood. Her long beautiful white hair loosely braided, hung by her shoulder, and her banged framed her delicate face. Evangeline stood, not confused but maybe a little lost. She was there as an obedient pet, and wouldn't react to anything unless Claire did first.

        Rosita's first instinct was to attack Claire. But before she could, without a word, Evangeline sped over to Rosita, grabbed her, and snapped her neck. Jamison went to move but Evangeline tried to do the same to him. Since Jamison was much stronger than Rosita, he put up a fight.

        "Evangeline, what the f—"

        When Jamison stopped to speak to her, Evangeline twisted his arm until loud cracks could be heard. She ignored his pained groans and snapped his neck. "Don't you dare speak my name, Jamison."

       "Where are we to next, Claire?" Evangeline asked, walking along side her. Her tone was innocent, like an adolescent child, and she moved as though she was just that—a child. "The King And Queen are out of our way for now. Shall we head to the city?"

         "Yes. Things have been the same for a hundred years. And that was only because of the Queen." Claire spoke as she continued walking, stepping over the resting bodies that were left. "But times have changed, Evangeline. My mother—Angelica, is gone."

        "Claire, you don't mean—"

"I'm taking over the kingdom, Evangeline."