As little girls we are told our princes will come. That we would be Beautiful,Smart and Kind. That we would have a Happily Ever After. But all of a sudden you're 16 crying at the top of your lungs with a box of tissues, so young yet so full of hate...
I sigh. "Moms instructions...". I take a gulp of air in.
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"I never did finish reading this. Maybe there is something on babies".
I sit on the bed. The box has collected some dust from not being touched in months. I blow it off and open the box. There lays the book that is supposed to answer all my questions... the book that should replace all my doubts... fears and insecurities. But more than anything I wish this book was my mother... A tear falls from my eye. I wipe it off, and open the book. I pass through the entries I know, the uncontrollable hunger, compelling, the wolf and vampire rivalry, the family history, but there isn't anything on childbirth.
I sigh. "Considering that my family lineage has avoided their child awakening their vampire side for centuries maybe I shouldn't have been so hopeful".
Just as I was about to close the book something caught my eye. I go back to the page and I see my mothers handwriting in scribbles. Her handwriting is always neat and prestige. This entry seemed like it was written in pain... anger...sadness... maybe even fear?
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There are about 3 pages, it reads:
Dear Lacie, As your mother I am ashamed to tell you this... It pains me to write this but you're not an only child. When I was young about 16 or 17 I was raped and ran away from home. I had a daughter and gave her up for adoption. Around the time that I had you at 24, my mother told me about the curse and I freaked out... I was reminded of that day when I gave up my child and didn't take care of her.
The print smudges a bit, and there is a tear stain. I go in shock completely.
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I have a sister...
I continue reading:
When we moved here I tried to track her down but her records have vanished... its like she is dead or was never a person in the first place. I don't know if she is alive... if she is healthy, does she have kids? Family? Or did she trigger the curse? Is she a vampire among the people? I don't know... and I regret my decision in the past. All I can remember is her brunette hair and big brown eyes, her skin was three shades lighter than yours. I hope that one day I can open up to you about it, if not I am sorry and I love you Lacie.
I close the book.
"That was not what I was expecting... who could my sister be...?" My eyes go around the room in shock... no one comes to mind.
