Sinabella

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My story might be sad, tragic, or even emoish but it is what it is. Ok, so here we go this is my story. My name is Sinabella, but everyone calls me Sin for every obvious reasons. I’m the worst person; I cheat on tests, boyfriends, friends, I skip classes, I steal, I lie, I ruin lives, break hearts, I get into fights where ever I am with who ever, I even killed, more than once. But the point is not my nickname, it’s my story.

            So, I lived with my Stepmother, I hated her since she acted like a pig. One day I couldn’t take it anymore so I tortured her. Killed her pets, sold everything she owned. That’s when she couldn’t take it anymore either so, she kicked me out. I lived on the streets for months after she did. I did what I had to do just to survive and I would do it all over again in a heartbeat if I had to. That’s when I meet three girls, all twins, but they were just visiting New York.  

They lived in Boston, gave me food, clothes, even took me in. they were like my own fairy god mother but, three instead of one. Ivy, Violet, and Scarlet I only have a few words to describe them, green, violet and red, they always wear a dress of their own color. They always told me good will always be over rated for me and I believed them because my Father told me the same thing. My Father told me when I was young and knew how to keep a secret that one day I would carve a blood. I never really knew what he meant but I found out sooner than I thought and hoped for.

 We were invited to a Masquerade Ball, were you wear masks the whole time and we had escorts, too. Everything was either violet or scarlet, I had no interest in any of our escorts but that didn’t mean ivy or anyone else didn’t want a new boy toy. I wondered into a room full of mirrors and stared at my own reflection. I twirled and twirled until I saw a figure in the door way’s shadows, in the shadows stepped out a boy. We started to talk and then found a bench in the mirror room while we talked for hours. I thought this was a new beginning for me, I was right but not the part I really wanted. We lost track of time, until I heard his beating heart.

 I knew then what Father really meant all those years ago about craving blood and I hated it. I bent over him wanting a drink I was so thirsty and when I had just a few drops. I was pulled away from him at the speed of lighting and felt a sharp sting on the back of my neck. I gently touched my neck and found blood when I looked “it’s going to leave a mark” I thought. I looked into his eyes and found fear then his palm, my necklace was draped across it. Before I had a chance to grab it, I was pulled away and we were running, Ivy, Violet, Scarlet and me. We ended up at their house, away from the boy I craved blood from so much it burned. Weeks pasted and I never heard from him, the boy with no name.

Then on my birthday Ivy came into my room and told me to lift up my hair from the back of my neck and told me to closed my eyes. I waited, nothing happened until; I felt a cold shape on my bare skin. Once I open my eyes there he was, the boy with no name. I looked down and there it was my necklace, on the base of my neck.  As if it belonged there more than it ever had. Ivy left us alone we talked for hours, time flies when you’re talking. Then weeks, months, a year passed. One day Ivy came to talk to me said her reason was meant to be a good one and I’ll thank her one day, I stayed silent. She explained everything about my father; he was a vampire king that he killed my mother he had to, to live and faked his own death. Became a king and in doing so, he left guardians to protect me three Ivy, Violet, and Scarlet.

 I’ll see him again and one thing I know for sure that I had to drink blood but not anyone’s blood, I wanted his. She hesitated that’s how I knew I would have hated it. Ivy told me she was the one who told him it was my necklace, that I had the scar on my neck, not because he found me but because Ivy wanted him to.  I ran faster than it was ever possible for me and then it hit me. I cared about her, I might even love him. I started again but fell to the ground. I saw Ivy, Violet and Scarlet, they knew that had to happen and it did. I freaked and attacked him almost drank him dry too, but I stopped myself. And gave up my own blood in return, that’s when I realized I fell in love with him faster than anyone would ever believe or even expected, but I fell hard, harder than I ever had. But, he picked me up and promised he would be there when I fell again and never let go, but he lied. He did and that’s why I had to save him. So, we both kept our promises in the end.

 How you ask, I didn’t hurt him if you really think about it, we were whole. Being in love whether he realized it yet or not but he will soon enough. I never killed him, I saved him and this way we’ll always be together. He stopped and stared at me, as if I was the crazy one. I might as well be. With the last drops of blood I had, I faded away but not until I saw Ivy, Violet and Scarlet cry for the first time in their long lives. Instead of tears I saw blood. I died, that’s the fact. He died. We will never know what it will feel like to know what kind of names we had. It’s ironic actually because in the end I didn’t commit the sin I was born to do. I did the opposite and did something impossible, no one would ever think of me doing. And I did kill someone not just pets but people. I killed the both of us. He lived though. He became what I couldn’t be for the both of us. and for himself.