Chapter 12

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The shock in her eyes made her appearance even more frightening. I could barely even look at her, my own mother. It pains me to even think that I could've brung this much hurt into her life. No matter how hard I tried to push the thought away, I knew that it was I that caused her so much despair.

She quickly jumped forward to embrace me. The smell of her blood appealed to me greatly so I had to hold my breath. I hesitantly returned her hug, not wanting to hurt my mother in any possible way. Although I knew that if she ever found out about my predicament she would be devistated. Devistated to the point of no return. This strange world that I'am now apart of would be something that she could never understand. It's sad but true.

"Corinne, I've missed you so much!" she exclaimed. I could hear her voice crack when she said my name. Next came her warm salty tears gently landing on my bare neck. I knew she missed me, but is it weird that I barely missed her at all? I guess I was too wrapped up in my relationship with Samael that I completely forgot about the world that I used to belong in. A world that was filled with loving friends and family that cared about me dearly. Now I feel more alone than I've ever felt before. I craved her hug, her love.... her blood.

I quickly pushed myself away from her. I could barely stand the look in her eyes, there was so much hurt filled in them.

"Mom... I'm sorry" I hesitantly and half heartedly apologized to her. I knew I didn't mean it. I jumped back for her own good, and my sanity. I don't think I would ever be able to live with the fact that I killed my own mother. It's a burden that I would never be able to bare, no matter how strong I am now.

"It's okay sweety, how about you just come in, you must be tired and starving" those words sounded the least bit truthful. I knew for sure that i look well rested, maybe not well fed, but then again I'am still a little thirsty.

We walked through the living room, passed the dining room, and into the kitchen. I tried my best to stay at least 4 feet away from her but that wasn't easy. I mean seriously, I'm her daughter that she hasn't seen for like months, there's no way that she isn't going to keep me completely joined at her hip.

"Mom I'll be back, I have to go to the bathroom" I lied. I really need to smell something other than her mouth watering blood. She hesitantly let me go and I ran at a normal human speed into the bathroom. I took a deep breath and observed my surroundings. My toothbrush and towel look as if they've never been touched at all. I'm pretty sure my room is just the same as well; both clean and dirty clothes casually scattered around, make up brushes and containers flooding my dresser, accessories sprinkled around, and the strong scent of 20 different perfumes overpowering the air. In the middle of my thoughts I heard the front door swing open and then slam shut. I quickly cocked my head up and trying my best to detect any danger that may occur. Listening carefully I heard a weak man's voice softly announcing his entrance.

"Dad" I whispered to myself. But why does he sound so.... powerless? I slightly opened the door to get a good look at him. He was hunched over and looked as if he lost half of the muscle that he once had. The lower half of his face was covered in hair; I've never known my dad to have any facial hair. I've actually never known my dad to look this weak and unkempt a day in my life. What happened to the strong clean man that held his head high and looked as if he hjad all the confidence in the world? He was... gone.

"Dad" I softly spoke to him as I slowly escaped the bathroom from which I was hiding in. He turned around and all of a sudden I could see the man that I used to know so well fighting his way out. I smiled and ran to give him a hug, completely oblivious to the fact that I haven't drunk anything eversince I was changed. Once we came in contact my throat began to burn and it took every bit of power and self-control I had in order to keep me from ending his life.

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sorry if this is a really short chapter but the next one will definitely be longer :)

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