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- Aug 12, 2025
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Isolde just gave a short nod as he left back upstairs, not saying another word. She did not want to dig herself deeper in this hole of...whatever this was. All she was supposed to do was hate the vampire, deny his help in the first place, let her father die and possibly herself. But no, she had to save her father. Had to keep him alive. Now she owed Elijah, practically her life at this point, all because she couldn't say no. And she didn't even hate him for it, or at all really. That bothered her the most, that she was supposed to hate Elijah for what he was, a vampire. But he didn't act like the ones she was supposed to hate.
Eventually she finished up her food, and walking back up the stairs she felt a sudden cramp in her lower abdomen. "Fucking wonderful..." She muttered as she turned for her room instead of Elijah's. If this was what she thought it was...she was screwed even more now.
She went to the bathroom, pulling her leggings and soon after underwear, seeing a patch of blood. Her period. Just what she needed as she was holed up in a cabin with a vampire. Wonderful. Luckily, she didn't bleed through her underwear, so she just changed the undergarment. Though considering this bathroom originally belonged to a vampire, there were no products. So she made her own makeshift pad, wrapping the middle part of her underwear in a few layers of toilet paper. She did not want to bleed through anything. Poor Elijah would not be having a fun time with that. Wait...why did she care about that? She should've been more worried about her own fucking safety and he comes into her mind first? What was going on in her mind...
Trying to shake that from her head altogether, she left the rooms and went towards Elijah's knocking on the door perhaps a little more harshly than she would've expected. The eagerness to get what she needed and come back maybe...also perhaps she was still frustrated with her own thought process. "I'm ready..." She spoke, loud enough so that he could hear here through the door.
Eventually she finished up her food, and walking back up the stairs she felt a sudden cramp in her lower abdomen. "Fucking wonderful..." She muttered as she turned for her room instead of Elijah's. If this was what she thought it was...she was screwed even more now.
She went to the bathroom, pulling her leggings and soon after underwear, seeing a patch of blood. Her period. Just what she needed as she was holed up in a cabin with a vampire. Wonderful. Luckily, she didn't bleed through her underwear, so she just changed the undergarment. Though considering this bathroom originally belonged to a vampire, there were no products. So she made her own makeshift pad, wrapping the middle part of her underwear in a few layers of toilet paper. She did not want to bleed through anything. Poor Elijah would not be having a fun time with that. Wait...why did she care about that? She should've been more worried about her own fucking safety and he comes into her mind first? What was going on in her mind...
Trying to shake that from her head altogether, she left the rooms and went towards Elijah's knocking on the door perhaps a little more harshly than she would've expected. The eagerness to get what she needed and come back maybe...also perhaps she was still frustrated with her own thought process. "I'm ready..." She spoke, loud enough so that he could hear here through the door.
