A Hunger to Share ( Book One )

chapter 7

Ada

Ada ran as fast as she could, trying to reach the city before Dad reached her. 

Her panic grew each time her feet slapped on the tarmac. She was drenched in cold sweat. Even though her muscles burned with agony, she kept running, reminding herself she had to make it, she couldn't let her sister's sacrefice be for nothing.

What had really happened to Dad? Was he telling the truth about becoming a vampire? Was he trying to turn them into something like himself? Or had he lost his mind and just killed them for sport?

Ada knew her Dad. At least she thought she did. He was a loving husband, a kind Father. How could he have possibly turned into such a bloodthirsty, heartless monster? Who had done this to him?

Ada wiped her tears away. Her lungs were on fire. She had to stop to catch her breath, just for a second, or she would collaps. Suddenly she got hit from behind and fell to her knees, scraping her cheek on the rough asphalt.

"Stop struggling." Her father's voice shouted in her ear. "you can't get away from me."

Ada didn't listen to him and scrambled up to her feet, trying to run away again. She must have kicked him without realizing because he shouted in pain and let go of her for a few minutes.

Ada didn't get far. He was on her again. They were on the ground. Ada, kicking and screaming. He, trying to hold her in place. He was saying something but she couldn't hear him over the sound of her screams and growing panic.

He was going to kill her, just like Mom and Nora. She had let her sister down.

Dad held Ada in his strong hold, her hands, and knees pinned down, his once kind face all twisted and bloody.  Ada had never been so scared of anyone before. She couldn't move.

Is this how Maggie felt before she was murdered?

"What have you done to them?" Ada's voice came out a squicky whisper.

Dad smiled. His bloody teeth made Ada want to gag. "Don't worry. They'll be fine in time. It's your turn now." He leaned closer to her then, and she cought a flash of his sharp, white teeth.

Ada begged him then, like she'd never begged anyone before. "Dad please. This isn't you. I'll help you. Please stop this..."

"I have to do this. I'm so sorry, but I have to, for your own safety."

Ada had started struggling." Dad please. You're not a murderer..."

"I have to protect you and this is the only way I know how..." He had ripped into his wrist then, and made her drink his blood.

Ada had tried to refuse. She gaged and spat but at the end he won. He took her face in his hands, bloody face streaked with tears, and broke her neck.

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Days after the bloody horrors subsided, Nora told Ada that Dad had come for her, before he had come after Ada.

She had managed to knock him out cold with a vase, and then she had found Mom on the kitchen floor, blood coating her neck, and mouth. Nora had thought Dad had finished her off.

Alone and terrified, she had tried to make a run for it too, by escaping through her bedroom window, but Dad had gotten to her as well.

At first everything had been a blur of confusion, fear and hatred. They had all been scared of Dad. But he had won them over, bit by bit.

Her mother and Nora started trusting him again. Let him tell them what to do and it was because of Ada's cowerdice. She'd left them when they needed her the most.

She couldn't blame them for giving up on her now.

Dad controlled their lives, all in the name of love and survival. Ada fought him, even if she couldn't escape him. He couldn't buy her with his lies.

She knew her Dad and this cruel thing she called Father was not him. Ada wasn't sure if she could ever get him back, get any of them back and that scared her shitless.

He'd told them why he'd done it. Although it sounded more like excuses to her than sound reasoning. He loved them. He wanted all of them to be safe, to be together for ever.

He told them this life could be a blessing rather than a curse. They just had to trust him, to let him show them the way. He'd apologized over and over for the harsh way he'd handled things. He would make it all work. He'd promised.

That very night, they had to leave U.S and move to Germany. Dad said he had a safe house there. He said there were Hunters after them, supernatural people's worst nightmare. Ada had never saw any of them.

Her father's tyranty had ripped Ada away from the future she had tried so hard to build after losing Maggie. Now she was back to bleak, endless misery.

There were times Ada wished her Father had died that day. Ada knew if she really wanted him dead, she had to kill him herself. She didn't think she could.

As much as she hated this new person impersonating her Dad, she still couldn't give up on the naiive hope that he would come back to them one day.

There were even worse days, where Ada had gone as far as tryinng to kill herself but the silver knifes and bullets never found her heart. There was no miracle involved. Ada was still a coward.