Bitten (Harry Styles Vampire Fanfiction)

Bitten

Prologue:

All my life, my father was never really around. The only thing that became important to him after I was born was his job. He would seldom sleep at our house, which never really made him a good father figure to me and my brother.

Sad to say, he was a detective. Studies crime scenes, murder, and all the more questions on how a person died. Our time, I never was really interested in werewolves, elves, leprechauns....... Vampires, even though it was a part of his field of work. I hated his job so much. He was always away, like he didn't even care.

Then this one night changed my whole life. He introduced me to a person who became my close friend, my adopted brother, my blood-sucking lover and my enemy. Wanna know how it all happened? Well, heres my story. My name is Crickette Flourencia, i'm a seventeen year old teenager with an unexpected future. I have long black hair and brown eyes. And I am human. I was only 11 years old when it all started.

Chapter One: "Memories of him"

It was a dark and stormy night. Thunder rumbling, as lightning was striking with anger. The sound of the rain through my window was like there was someone knocking from the outside. At times like these, I would usually be with my mother in their room. But now, I was alone in MY room. I hid under the blanket, covering my ears. Forcing myself to sleep. I thought of so many horrible things coming from the tales that my brother used to scare me.

I thought of the monster hiding under my bed, imagining his hand reaching for my arm and dragging me to its lair. Or the leprecahun that hides deep in your closet, crawling it's way up to my bed and stabbing me while i'm fast asleep. But for me, the thing i didn't like the most was..... vampires. I hated, disgusted, feared the most. Thinking of the pain, by biting your neck as it's fangs slowly puncture through your skin as a way to suck the only liquid that your heart needs to pump, and gives you life.

It terrored me. Tears started to run down my cheeks, praying that i won't be in any harm. I stopped when I felt something reaching my foot. Slowly grabbing me. Giving me chills that went up my spine. I began to cry harder, sobbing louder. I didn't know what came over me when I pulled the comforter to see what monster it was.

I had my eyes wide, over-flowing with more tears, but they were tears of joy. It was my brother, Afriel. I jumped on his lap and hugged him with every fiber of my being. He hugged me back and rubbed my spine. "Were you scared?" he asked with concern. I nodded my head as my face was buried to his chest. "Don't worry, i'm here now." he added. Even though his stories were the reasons why I was crying my eyes out. I was still so happy to see him. Seeing a familiar face, than a monster with it's mouth open dripping with blood.

After a while, I stopped crying. Then he tucked me in my bed. He got the brush mother gave me, and started to brush my hair slowly, that made me really sleepy. When I was about to shut my eyes and drift to better dreams. Someone knocked at my door. "Come in." I heard my brother say. I opened my eyes gently, to see my mother walking towards me. She sat at my side, held my hand and started to rub it. "Sweety, your father wants to talk to you outside." my mother said to me. I was shocked in full consciousness, how my father needed me. My brother stopped burshing my hair, and kissed me goodnight. "I have to sleep for now, since Mum's here and Dad needs you. I have classes tomorrow morning. I hope both of you can forgive me. So goodnight." he said walking out with a smile on his face.

"Go, your father needs you." rubbing my back as i went down my bed. I ran out my room leaving mother as she held my brush. I ran down the stairs, still hearing the drops of rain on the roof. Wondering why my dad wants me at a rare time of the night. When I got our wide living room, I started searching for his presence. "Dad? Are you here Daddy?" as I looked at all directions. Then, the door opened so sudden. I fell on my bum, in shock. "Crickette?" my father said to me soaking wet from the rain. "Mommy said you needed me." as i stood up fixing my night gown. "Yes honey, I do need you. But promise me you will accept him." as he knelt down at me. "I guess." i shrugged. He smiled and wet outside again. I watched him run to his car, then I backed up to sit on the sofa.