I slash my canine in her neck. Her head jerked in pain. I feed from her artery. I listen to the girl's heartbeat. It tells me when to stop. I breathe out, when I pull away. The girl was trembling. I smirk and swirl my tongue over my canine. So yum. I lick my bloody lips. I look deep in the girl's eyes. "Forget my face and our encounter. Run and go to the hospital. You will tell everyone that a dog bit you." I compelled her. She ran away from me.
I exhale. For over decades, I've been hiding, lurking in the shadows. Just dissapearing. Until now. I'm a vampire, with wolf gene in my system. And, this is my story.
My phone buzzed loudly. I sigh and answer it. "Elizabeth, my daughter! Where are you?" Father's voice said, through the line. "In the woods. What's up?" I ask. "Margaret needs help with the upcoming ball." Dad said. My face hardened. "Can't she do it without me?" I ask. I hear him sigh.
"Sweetheart, you can't keep holding on to the past. She did what she did. It was a mistake, she didn't do it delib-" I cut him off by hanging up.
Margaret is my sister. Well, step-sister. She is a witch. I hate her. She killed my child. I'm 1999 years old, so you know. I had a child with my boyfriend, way way back, when I was a human. I had it with my boyfriend. Well, he died. Margaret had accidently pushed me from the balcony. After that, I hated her. I despise her. I was pregnant for 11 months. I shut my eyes tight. I exhale and open my eyes.
I walk to my car and drive. Me and my family... we are the oldest hybrids in the world. We are practically the strongest creatures in the world. Well, me, mostly. I'm the fastest and strongest from all of them. Because, I feed on human blood. And, they feed on animal. Mostly. My mom is a wolf, so I inheritated my wolf gene from her. Dad is an original vampire. Margaret is a witch.
Margaret is like the perfect sister. She's well mannered. She's beautiful and always has good grades. Me... I'm the opposite. We're both in university. Again. Ugh, I hate it. I have the lowest scores, the popular and the badass one of the family.
I reach my family's mansion. I climb out of my car and walk to the front door. I walk in, without knocking, as I always do. "Ah! You're back! Finally." Said the voice of someone, who was the last person I wanted to see. Margaret. Ugh, even the name sounds annoying. Margaret smiled at me fakely. I walk away from her and go to the kitchen. I walk to the bar and make myself a tequilla. I chug it down.
Margaret came in and sat on the kitchen counter. She munched on a apple. "Are you going to the ball?" She asked. "I'm not going to a stupid ball filled with humans." I say, tiredly. "Justin will be there." Margaret smirked. My eyes shoot up. I sigh. "Whatever. I'll think about it." I say.
"You should. The whole Canada is going!" Margaret joked. I roll my eyes at her stupid joke. "I'll think about it, Margaret." I walk out of the kitchen and go to the dining room. I gasp at what I see. A girl lying on the table. She was unconscious, her neck was bleeding. Ugh, dad...
"Elizabeth, my sweetheart. Dinner is here." Father bit the girl's neck. I cringe. "God, father. Why on the dining table?" I groan. Dad chuckled and licked his lips. "Can you clean this up for me?" He walked out of the dining room. I sigh. This is always so weird... seeing my father bite someone. I walk to the table. I check the girl's pulse. Not dead. "Ugh. Eww." I say, carrying her. I drop her to the floor. I drag her to the kitchen, by pulling her legs.
