Luna: Don't like it here. Don't like you!

The food. Repulsed me. I can't think of a better way to put it.

The meat was cut but a rare as possibly can be done with it still being cooked. Then there was the smell of blood at the table.

It churned my stomach. I should have gotten use to this by now. The last time I had personally lived in Dracula's castle I often was required to attend a dinner.

I lean down over the plate then grimance.

"Aww. Crapstickles!"

I turn my head quickly. Everyone gawks... except for Dracula.

"Nice for you to join us. Have a seat" Its then I know he's using his powers. He flicks his hand and Roxy's flung into a seat.

I grimance at the force. She scrambles into a sitting position.

"I'm not watching this" I whisper standing up.

"Sit down, Luna!" Dracula shouts firmly. I turn on him.

"No. I don't like it here. I don't like you" I shout raging. A furious wind blows through the hall knocking Dracula back into his chair.

Everyone looks at me gobsmacked. I feel a tear slide down my cheek.

I turn on my heels and run, heading for the room he gave me.

I fall on the bed and begin to cry. Then I hear the door open.

I know it's him. "Leave me alone" I sob. But he doesn't, I knew he wouldn't.

He walks over and sits on the edge of the bed. "It's been a while since someone spoke to me like that" he says resting back against the head board. "Quite an exprience"

"Go back to your.... Guests" I want to scream but I don't.

"Luna, I'm not trying to hurt you" Then with those words he leaves.

The End

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