Not Another Girl (Hellsing x Reader)

Chapter 52

Mrs. Smith brought George home from charm school. George headed for the basement, but Mr. Smith stopped her.

"Your room is upstairs." he said, in a very angry tone. "I moved your belongings up there already."

George said nothing, she just looked at him. Then she moved past him to the basement door. It was locked.

"Since you don't like pink, your punishment for last night's behavior will be to stay in that room. It is your new room and you will stay in it. The basement is off limits to you from now on."

George's first thought was to kick the door down and go to the basement anyway. But if he was telling the truth, she had to go get her things, which meant she had to go upstairs. So she walked past him and headed upstairs. She opened the door to her new room and saw that they had indeed moved her into this room. Her books were up on her bookcase, and the closet was full of dresses.

"Where are my clothes?" snapped George, angrily.

"We put them in a box and locked them in the basement. This is your new life, with a new room, and new clothes; everything you need is here. Everything else is gone."

George growled at him and her eyes burned with hatred. She wished to God that her mother had taught her offensive spells. This guy would be toast.

"Now wash up for dinner." he ordered. "Then we are going to discuss your behavior and your share of the chores."

"I'm not staying here! I want my clothes back! And I want you to leave me alone!!" shouted George, facing off against Mr. Smith.

"Shout all you want, you're gonna learn to live here with us. And you're going to learn to obey your father."

"You're not my father!"

Mr. Smith sighed heavily, as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "George, I'm trying to be patient with you. But you're trying my patience."

"Piss off, human." growled George, still trying to kill him by staring him to death.

"I think you need time to cool off. There'll be no dinner for you tonight. So do your homework and go to bed."

George growled with hatred as she stared him down. Mr. Smith just closed the door to her room and locked it. George's temper raged out of control and she threw the desk lamp at the door.

"Aaarrrghhh!"

Downstairs, Mrs. Smith heard George's roar and asked her husband about it.

"She's ok. She's just letting off some steam. She really does hate the color pink." he smiled, as he sat down to dinner.

George sat on the floor in her "prison cell". Suddenly, Ink appeared. She looked at him. He could tell she was extremely angry.

"He will not beat me." said George. "Go to the basement and find my clothes."

Ink nodded. Twenty minutes later, George's closet held her clothes and the box held the dresses. She marked the box Trash, had Ink open the door, and set it outside her door. She took the fairy princess sheets off her bed and tossed them outside her door too. She had Ink bring her a sleeping bag and she placed it under the bed. She was trying to figure out what to do about those god awful walls, when she heard a knocking on the door.

"What?" snapped George.

"Hi, it's just me." called a small voice, as she opened the door to George's room.

"What do you want Sarah?" George groaned.

"What are you doing?" asked Sarah, as she looked around the room.