Black Attire

"Beloved..."

You woke suddenly and Violently, to a hand so cold that it burned your sweating face, looking in a panic to see sapphire eyes. "You must awake, Beloved, for prepare for the funeral," Rose said, leaning down to wake you.

Belle was still asleep, Rose was quite enough as not to disturb her, but you saw Cleo in the kitchen, her cute but glistening as it poked from under your hoody. You met Rose's eyes, still slightly dizzy from your dreams "Little Petal..." You whispered, making the redhead step back, confusion on her face.

"What... How?" She muttered.

You shook your head "S-Sorry... ugh it's the morning, hello, Me = Vampire. I'm tired, can't I just go back to sleep, Rosie?" You asked lazily.

Rose furrowed her brows, gently touching your shoulder "You must prepare... for your father's funeral, Beloved?" the words made your stomach hurt.

"Oh... yeah... I guess I should get up. Belle!" You called at Isabelle who stirred violently, her hands straight as she whirled to life.

"NO YOU CAN'T HAVE MY VERSACE JACKET, WOOOOOOOOOOOO-CHA!" Belle screamed as she Karate-chopped you in the chest, sending you flying at least fifteen metres into the Gym wall, which cracked as You collided with it.

"Ow..." You moaned, face down on the Gym matt.

Rose frowned at Belle "Really?"

"W-Wha... What happened?" Belle asked, her hair a mess and her face warped with sleep. Rose rolled her eyes, speeding over to you and touching you tenderly as you looked up at her.

"Y-Your eyes..." She whispered, tentively feeling at your face

"I'm alright, It's just bursted blood vessels. Listen, you were right yesterday and umm... I don't have control, Neither does the Beast, I don't know if I can do this."

Rosaria took your arm, pulling you up and pulling you into a tight hug, a little too tight "Humans hug to show support? I am here for you, Beloved." She said coldly, but you smiled, hugging her back.

"Thank you, Rose. I love you."

Rose smiled, more humanly than she ever could have when she was young "I love you too." You were going to go in for a kiss, but thought better of it and instead possed a question.

"Do you age... Upir I mean? like... really really slowly?" You asked, not so subtly.

Rose raised an eyebrow "Yes... it is the same with any Undead, if you are cursed at a young age then you age ate a slowed rate until you reach your prime. Why?" Her eyes started quizzically.

"Just curious."

"You called me, Little Petal. Only my Grandfer called me that." She tested, but you didn't give in, feeling for some reason very protective over Dracula's memories

"Well you know, Rose, flower, petal hehe..." You chuckled nervously, Rose seemed likely to test you again, only Cleo nudged her way in, holding a steaming mug.

"Drink your tea, I will get our clothes." Cleo said, practically shoving your tea at you as she whisked off grumpily.

"Our clothes?" You said raising an eyebrow.

Belle leaped out of bed, nodding profusely as Cleo shoved a mug into her also "Of course, You aren't going through this funeral without us?" Belle was sincere and you smiled, sipping the warm beverage and grinning at Rose who folded her arms.

"I think Everyone is coming actually." Belle added.

"Good thing it's supposed to rain today." You thought aloud, as Rose pulled her phone out of her pocket, looking ta it buzz in confusion. You rolled your eyes taking it from her and checking for what the Text notification.

"Who sent the Internet Letter?" Rose asked.

"It's a Text, Rosie, Here look, it says Diana in bold, see?" You pointed, Rose squinted, reading carefully.

"Tell Charlie, He needs to come to the nursing home asap, right now! right now! He's not gonna believe who's here!" Rose said. You raised an eyebrow, curious to what she was freaking out about. And so you Got dressed, or more accurately Cleo and Belle dressed you, picking out an all-black three-piece suit for you to wear, it looked good... you just wished that it wasn't for... you know.

Cleo dressed in a Black jacket with tights and boots, Belle going more classy, donning a Black bonnet and a formal dress that (for once) was neither sexy nor showy. And Rose... well Rose emerged from the shower area, wearing an onyx blouse, with tight midnight slacks, and Shadowed heels, Her mane of hair was put up into a braided bun and the few loose tufts of her hair were tucked into a wide-brimmed hat that was of course completely black. You smiled at her as she came over, taking your hand delicately as she held you close "Come. I will be with you." She whispered, your girls sticking behind you supportively as You left for Your Grandfather's nursing home.