Unsaid
In the human world, secrets tend to get told a lot quicker than in the world of the Undead. This mainly happens because in the human world, our excitement of knowing something we shouldn’t overwhelms our senses like a strong drug, and we tend to want to share that secret as soon as we can. It’s fun to know things you shouldn’t. It gives you a sense of power over the people who don’t know.
In the world of the undead, if there is a secret, it is kept and hidden like a priceless treasure, until it can be unveiled as a work of art or a beautiful melodic symphony…
Drusilla knew secrets. Secrets that she had kept for decades. Her and Daddy shared secrets about Darla. Her and Spike shared secrets about Darla and Daddy. Even her and Darla had shared a few. Out of all the secrets she had found out over the ages, the biggest one was the secret that Darla had told Dru the night Daddy had gotten his soul returned.
It was Daddy’s idea to travel to Romania. Grandmummy thought of the place as a dank dark hole in the world. She hated it there, but being that Daddy wanted it, Daddy got it. Dru didn’t mind, there were plenty of woods to roam and the streets were hers for the taking. Spike followed where ever they went, always up for a game of cards, he found a challenger in a very dashing Count that lived near by.
Daddy had plenty of fun in fully disposing of a complete convent at the foothills of the Carpathian Mountains. Nuns were his favorite, Dru thought back, giggling at how she had almost became one.
After the whole Daddy getting his soul back, and the caravan getting slaughtered, Daddy left the other three for a while.
Grandmummy was devastated. After all, she and Daddy had been together forever, and gave birth to her. It wasn’t that he just left Grandmummy, he abandoned Dru as well.
One night when Grandmummy was at her lowest, and Spike was out vamping it up with the other boys, Darla broke down and confessed something she had not told anyone, including her devoted lover of more than a century…..
Some secrets should be taken to the grave when you die, and once dead, should never be brought to the light of day…Drusilla had learned early on in her new childhood, that some things, were indeed, better left unsaid.
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