Pushed aside (vampire Academy fanfiction)

Summary: Abe Mazur, notorious mob pirate Moroi, and father to the famous Rose Hathaway. Has a younger dhampir daughter named Callie, who lived with him since birth. Rose has no idea that she has a younger half sister. What will happen when Abe introduces Rose and Callie to each other? Will Callie be jealous of the attention her old sister receives from their father?

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Chapter One-Leaving

Callie's point of view

It was a normal day at the Mazur household. My father was sitting at the kitchen room table sitting with his trusted guardian Henry, who happened to be my personal guardian, and primary teacher. Henry was always at the house when my father was on his business trips, which were frequent. Both of them were sitting with a steaming cup of coffee, and the today's newspaper.

"Good morning," said dad, with a smile on his face. He wasn't a morning person, even though our morning was at night. He pushed a plate of Cream cheese danish is towards me, knowing that they were my favorite. "I was thinking that next year you can go to the academy for your last two years of schooling."

"Really?" I questioned. He didn't want me to go to regular school in fear of an enemy finding out that I'm his daughter. "Why?"

"I thought it would be a good idea to make friends while you're still young," he said.

"I'm shocked you would even suggest something like that." I told him with a straight face, it only lasted for a second until I broke out into a smile. "Thank you!"

"You're welcome," he said, before taking a sip of hot coffee.

I grabbed a medium size cream cheese Danish from the plate, taking a huge bite out of it. I could feel the stickiness around my lips.

My father's cell phone, that was on the table in front of him, began to vibrate. He picked up his phone knowing he had a text message. His brown eyes widened, as he read the text, while rubbing his forehead. He slammed his phone down on the table, as he began muttering curse words in Turkish, our native language. I never saw him get this mad before. His face turned a light shade of pink.

"Dad, what's wrong?" I asked him. I was concerned. I never seen him this mad before. Whenever he lost his temper, he always went into a different room.

He slammed his fist down on the kitchen table, spilling the two cups of coffee, while the hot liquid splashed the newspaper. He saw how terrified I was. His eyes lost their anger turning into sadness. "Sorry, Callie, I lost my temper."

"I'm fine," I said, not bothering to look at him. He tells me that I'm more like my dead mother with my emotions, but my looks are clearly my fathers. I met his dark brown eyes with my own, before saying, "it can happen to anyone."

"No," he said, "I didn't need to lose my temper like that on you."

"What's wrong?" I asked. "To make you lose your temper."

"Your older sister ran away," he said, with sadness in his voice.

My older half sister was a sour topic in our house. Rose Hathaway, his oldest daughter, is a dhampir as me even though her mother was a dhampir while mine was an only human. That was the reason why he didn't want me to go to school, just in case that they find out about my parentage. He didn't want his youngest to be bullied by brainwashed Moroi teens.

I never met her, and she has no idea that I even exist. I always wanted to meet her, but I knew that my father wanted to get to know her before he springs my existence onto her.

"Why would she? Didn't she like going to that academy?" I asked him.

"There was an attack on the academy a week ago," he said, as he rubbed his forehead. "She fought with the guardians against the Strigoi. Some lives were lost, including her mentors."

"Oh," I said, shocked beyond belief. "That would make anyone want to run away."

He ran a hand through his short black hair. "Her mother wants me to find her. She's worried that something might happen to her, I'm also worried about her too."

"Then find her," I told him.

"I'm going to," he said. "I'm going to need my three guardians with me. I might know where she is, but that is only a guess."

"That's fine," I told him. "I'm old enough to stay here while you go find her."

"No," he said, shaking his head. "You're only fourteen years old and my responsibility. You're not going to be staying by yourself as seeing your not old enough. I don't know where I will be going or when I will be back. I will need to find someone that will take care of you."

I had a feeling that something bad was going to happen to me. I never really been outside of my house, for long periods of time, unless it involved going to the store.

"Why can't I stay here? You can hire me a nanny. I won't need to leave the house then."

"No, Callie, you are going to my old friends house. He has a daughter around your age. You can become her friend so you won't be so lonely."

I glared at him before I turned on my heels, and stormed out of the kitchen. I was angry with him. I didn't know this person that he was sending me to. What if the guy was an axe murder? Or a sex addict? Or a creepy guy that likes to take advantage of underage dhampir girls? I would rather stay safe in my bed, in my own room, then going over to someone's house for god knows how long.

"Callie," said dad, from the other side of the door. "We leave later tonight, you better be packed."

"Fine," I snapped, before burying my head into my pillow.