I still haven't told anybody about my fathers call, not even Marcus; he's already stressed enough with Caine. I was tired, I might have just imagined his voice and it could have been someone else...at least that's what I want to think, but sadly I know what I heard. I went to bed that night without a word, Marcus asked me what was wrong but I shook my head with a fake smile.
I was in pure shock, my mind raced and when Marcus fell asleep I weeped in his arms through the night, shaking in fear.
It's Wednesday the day before my birthday and I'm not all that exited, to much is on my mind to think about my birthday. Yesterday I hardly spoke a word to anyone and even though I had Harry with me I was looking over my shoulder ever second, looking out for my father.
What if he's back? What if after all these years he's come back to torture mom and me? I don't know what to do, I'm scared for my mother not being protected and I know if I tell Marcus he will have someone with her at all times but the down side is Marcus will also be worrying about me and not focusing on training or Caine.
I did end up training with Nate on Tuesday it was longer than Monday's because I didn't have work. He taught me pressure points on a vampire, how to make a fist, tips on fighting and when I needed to hit them. Today I was supposed to learn how to hold a stake and where exactly to hit vampires.
It was almost nice taking out my anger with fighting but I couldn't let go of how scared I was. I need to tell someone, it's the only way I can get it off my chest.
Me and Harry walk into school earlier than usual, he looks over at me with a worried expression but I ignore it and keep walking. I'm sure I look like hell, I didn't shower last night and got no sleep, even though Marcus was with me I was still too scared to shut my eyes.
Marcus demanded I not to go to school today but I told him I was fine. I knew he didn't believe me and he begged I tell him what was wrong but I just shook my head and continued to get ready. I couldn't tell him, not yet.
We met up with Jade, Amber, and Luke, their hushed whispers stop when we approach. I wish I could act normal and pretend it didn't happen but my fear of him is to great. I feel like breaking down every second and locking myself in a safe room where he can never find me.
"Jade? Amber? Can I talk to you for a minute?" I ask, my voice horse from crying last night and not speaking for hours "alone" I say looking at Harry, knowing he'll want to follow me, he looks hesitant but nods, sighing
Their eyes widen in surprise but they nod, I turn around and head to the furthest bathroom, just to make sure Luke and Harry couldn't hear me.
*
I make sure no one is in here and lock the door. I lean up against the sink and slowly bring my eyes up to the mirror. They stand behind me as my eyes go tearing once again. My dark red hair is messy and frizzy, face pale, dark circles under my eyes and body slumped over.I stare at my eyes, my blue eyes with swirls of light green stare back at me, the same eyes that had looked at me three years ago, only they weren't mine but my fathers. His and my eyes were the same in every way, looking into them made me break down the barrier I had tried so hard to hold up. All his words he had ever said to me ring in my ears and I can feel the sting and stab of pain where he left scars and bruises.
I slid down the cold tile wall unable to stand anymore as tears fall down my face. I rock back and forth on the damp ground as Jade and Amber rush over to me "Rose what's wrong?!" Amber asks
"Please tell us Rose, we know something's wrong" Jade rubs my back trying to sooth me
I whimper in response trying to form the word I thought I would never have to say again "he's-" I cry out again "he's back" I cry harder and keep my steady rocking pace, back and forth, back and forth, crying franticly in my arms
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Forever
Vampire(Vampire: student/teacher) Three years ago Rose Parker and her mother escaped her abusive and alcoholic father. Now vowing to start a nightmare free life away from him, Rose prays her senior year is one to remember. After showing up to class late sh...