Camille
Camille
Wake up...
Phone: (rings)
Camille: Hello? This is Camille speaking.
Camille: Oh, hey Sarah!
Camille: Yeah... Look I know, I know I am late.
Camille: I'm getting dress. I'm on my way.
Camille: My name is Camille. I am a 24 year old "best selling author".
My childhood life was a bit... You could say strange. I was home schooled for the majority of my childhood.
Due to this... I did not make a lot of friends, except for this one kid.
Another reason why I was home schooled, was due to this sickness I had... other than being anemic... also might be the reason I'm still...
Single...
Teenhood was prison life for me. My father wanted me to feel like I was Rapunzel, trapped in a castle... Waiting to be set free.
We argued about which college I should go to and my dreams about me becoming an author.
Thankfully my mom was very supportive about my career decisions. She was the hero who set me free.
Years had flown by. I do not remember the last time I had visited my parents. Do not fret though! I try my best to keep in contact with them.
Sarah: Took you long enough. Now we don't have enough time to eat here.
Camille: Look, I am sorry okay? I'll buy the coffee, alright?
So are you sure you can handle everything while I'm gone?
Sarah: I already told you Camille. I've got it all handled. You've written enough pages to get your fifth volume out.
You've earned that vacation..
Camille: You also deserve a vacation yourself. Without you, my stories would have been a mess.
Sarah: Hey, every author needs a sidekick! That's what I'm here for.
Camille: Maybe we can get Mr. Wellington to let you have some time off as well..
Sarah: I doubt it seriously. If the signs are not obvious for you Camille... He "likes" you.
Camille: Wait, what?! No way! Doesn't he have a wife?
Sarah: You know how some men are... Right this way.
Mrs.Paige: Miss Snow and Mrs. Thorn beck. Great to see you on time! Mr. Wellington is ready to see you now, Miss Snow.
Alright here is his office. Whatever you have to say, please make it quick. Mr. Wellington is a busy man.
Mr. Wellington: My, my... Miss Snow. So glad to be able to talk to you on your last day with us before you go to visit your parents. How are you?
Camille: I'm fine, and yourself Mr. Wellington?
Mr. Wellington: That's great! Great! I am also suiting well, thank you Miss Snow.
Camille: Thank you for letting me come in here to get a chance to talk to you about my recent work.
Mr. Wellington: Oh your book about "The black rose"? No need to worry. I understand that everyone can stumble upon a brick wall when it comes to creativity and such.
This is why I am sending you on a 3 month vacation. Hopefully after that long break you will be ready to finish the next book of your series.
Maybe a coffee for two?
Camille: Yes Mr. Wellington. The final volume will be worked on while I am on my vacation... And I would not mind having a coffee break together.
Mr. wellington: Great! Because you're gonna need all the inspirations you can get to get sales back up. Our performance has been dipping a bit because of this.
Mrs Paige: I shall walk you out.
Mrs Paige: My... a coffee break for two? He sure does seem to have an interest in you.
Camille: More like an interest in my looks and fame.
We both know that Mr. Wellington is not happy about my recent performance.
Hm... Let's see, so she's walking in the woods but... No...
Ugh... I can't do this. Not tonight...
Phone: (rings)
Camille, speaking.
Hi mom... I'm fine. I'm just tired...
Yeah, I know... I'll be there first thing in the morning.
Yes, yes. Okay... I love you too... Bye.
Maybe going back to Forgotten Hallow might not be such a bad idea. I'm sure the scenery, my parents, and possibly childhood nostalgia could help me for some ideas.
I hope.
Caleb: VLAD!
Vlad: Oh... Well if it isn't the two rotten fang twins. Caleb and Lilith...
Caleb: Well hi to you as well.
What the hell was that Vlad? I thought you said you were done with all of this?
You've attacked yet another Innocent human!
A female at that! How the hell are we suppose to live in harmony with them if monsters like you can't keep your fangs out of their skin!
Vlad: Oh, so now I'm the monster here? Have you not looked into the mirror lately? We are all monsters, Caleb.
When will you let you instincts take over? Trying to fit into live stock society is not going to change their opinions on how they view us.
Caleb: We can fit in just fine if you learn how to drink plasma from the plasma tree, or make pouches...
Vlad: Impudent fool. Your sister can barely drink those horrid things. Face reality Caleb, drinking fake blood will not satisfy you forever.
You are really staining your mother's legacy. I am sure she would have never wanted for you or Lilith to-
Caleb: You have no rights to talk us about our mother that way!
Vlad: All I am saying Caleb is that you cannot change nature. We are vampires. We pray on the weak.
Caleb: I told you this was a bad idea. The snarly crooked tooth old man will not listen to us
Lilith: Vlad, you've made your point... But aren't you willing to change? I know you of all vampires are tired of being at war with the humans.
Vlad: I've told both of you countless times. I will not change my ways.
However if you wish that your thinking is the right thinking, we can settle this right here and right now.
Caleb: Fine. I'll take you old on man...
Vlad: It's settled. Now get OUT.
Caleb: This isn't over... Old man.
Vlad: ... You two have so much to learn...
Jocelyn: Camille! Welcome home!
Aiden: Hello, Camille.
Camille: It's good to see you again Mom, Dad.
Aiden: Doing well? ... Good!
Jocelyn: It's been years since we last saw each other. My have you turned into a swan.
Your father and I are very proud that you are being successful in life.
I know things are a bit hectic with your career and all, but I am glad you've decided to come here and spend time with your folks on your vacation.
You must be exhausted on your journey here. Come, let us go inside and show you where you will be sleeping.
Camille: I cannot believe you guys left this place the way it was after I moved out.
Your mother wanted to keep your room like this. She was hoping that one day you could cherish the memories you had as a child.
There's been a lot of quakes lately. Sadly though, this room has been impacted by the most recent quake we had. So it's not exactly the safe haven we had in mind for you to sleep in.
We've remodel the unused guest room as a new room for you. It is has a nice queen sized bed, quite relaxing if you think about it.
Jocelyn: So... Do you like it?
I know it isn't a room where you could put all your make up and accessories and such in.
Camille: Like it? More like... Love it!
Jocelyn: Aww, that's what I like to hear.
Camille: Hey do you remember...
Jocelyn: That time I told you a story about the Giant?
Fi, Fie, Foe, Fum.
Who dares to enter my home?
Jenna: Well, look who it is... I almost didn't recognize you.
Camille: Funny how you'd say that. I was about to say the same about you.
Jenna: Come here you, it's so good to see you again!
Camille: It's good to see you too Jenna! Boy, you've grown so much.
Jenna: But you've grown more compared to me. *snickers*
Camille: Hey!
Jenna: So what brings you back to Forgotten Hallow?
Camille: Well I'm on vacation for three months. My creativity has been hitting a wall these past two months.
Jenna: Ouch... But look on the bright side! At least they did not fire you.
Camille: ... Yet.
But anyway, the main reason I came back was because my folks kept calling me to spend time with them.
City life can be busy at times. I forgot how peaceful and quiet rural areas can be.
Jenna: Yeah... Which is why I stayed home.
But about that lack of creativity... Do not pressure yourself to get back into it. That's not how it works.
Take the time off, relax. You've earned this.
That "light" will come eventually... And when it does, grab it.
Jocelyn: Camille! It's time for dinner!
Camille: I'm coming!
I've tried asking my parents about that mysterious old man that plays chess all by his lonesome at night.
They really didn't exactly give good answers. Other than my dad telling me to stay away from him because he is creepy looking.
During this past week I've been jumping from library to library, or reading books to get inspiration and such.
Jenna and my mom helped some, pitching their own ideas to try and inspire me
Being able to do other things other than sitting behind a computer screen typing your butt off was a nice change of pace.
But... There was something off about Jenna.
She would only want to hang out at night. She told me the reason why she doesn't do stuff throughout the day is because she works two jobs.
Yet, she still makes time for herself.
Hi there. You seemed a bit lonely, so I thought would come over and ask if I could play a game of chess with yo-?
Ugh... That noise!
My head... and I thought my mom's Piano playing was horrible.
...At least one of us is sleeping peacefully in this.
And of course the drunken lunatic isn't here.
Over in that mansion I see...
... Creepy.
Caleb: Did I scare you my lady?
Camille: Scare me? Scare me?! Not only are you playing that horrible music, but you're also scaring people half to death?!
That's not funny! That is actually childish! Also keep your music down! People are trying to sleep ya know!
Caleb: Whoa, whoa... Clam down lady. Let's not get our panties up in our britches okay?
I was not playing that music just now, I was coming up here to chat with my neighbor about his loud music as well.
He doesn't realize that people can hear his organ at times. So I come here often to tell him to lower his performance.
Camille: Ugh... I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to snap on you like that.
Caleb: Hey, it's all good. We all can get like that at times.
The name's Caleb... and what's your name if I may ask?
Camille: It's Camille. Listen... I have a long day ahead of me, and I would like to get back to my parent's place and try to get some rest.
I appreciate that you are willing to talk to your neighbor about his absurd organ playing.
Later that night... I gave up on trying to sleep. I was too restless, so I went to Jenna's place.
Jenna was about to head for work, but she wanted to take me to where she works at. It was a local cafe that Sarah and I like to go to.
Only employees are allowed to come up here. But thanks to Jenna, I was given access.
Jenna: Make yourself at home
Camille: Alright.
Music box: (starts playing)
That music... I heard it before... yet I don't remember anything about it.
Hey, Jenna? Do you have a music box somewhere?
Jenna: Yeah, sometimes it randomly comes on. The melody is very soothing.
Camille: Back to the shadows...
The music is coming from here.
I think I've found my light...
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