Ucile pov
"Ucile! Why would you do that! She was right about to get what she deserved!" My mother groaned in annoyance.
"Shut up mother. Your sick. Shes 17." I spat
I went in front of her and un strapped her ankles and arms carefully thinking she was asleep since her eyes were closed. She opened them and saw me and I saw anger seethe out of her eyes towards me. "No!", what? She took one of the knives on the machine and stuck it where her heart was, before I got a chance to do anything. Her eyes lightened and I could tell she was slowly dying. Two minutes tops...
Think. Think. Think.
Got it. My blood. My blood will make her a vampire if she were to die with it in her system..
I know she hates me but, either let her die.. or open her up to a whole new life.
I took a look at Kahatra's pale body and made up my mind.
I sank my fangs into my wrist and dropped some of my blood into kahatra's mouth. "No Ucile! Son, what are you doing!"
"Love makes you do crazy things." I honestly told my mother.
She cupped her face in her hands. "I can't believe my son has fallen in love with such a low girl" she muffled. I sighed, then took my wrist away from kahatra's mouth. I picked her up bridal style and walked past the guard that I've kicked out earlier, then passed my mother. I walked all there way upstairs and into my room and set her on my big bed. I got in with her and wrapped my arms around her waist pulling her into mines, making us spoon together. My eyes got drowsy and decided to sleep and wake up to my beautiful kahatra that's most likely going to be mad at me.
"You do not know it yet kahatra, but I love you.." I muffled in the crook of her neck," And I hope you soon learn to love me too" I said, slowly drifting off into a peaceful sleep.
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Hey sorry I know its short but this was just a thing I thought I just must publish, I think I'm putting the one within on pause and working more on this book. Vote Comment & Follow thanks ❤
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Misterio / SuspensoImagine an abusive life. Your mother dead. Your sister dead. Nobody likes you. You act like you don't care. Carefree. Nobody knows. Until you enter the supernatural realm. This is my story.