My Forgotten Past (ON HOLD)

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I woke up the next morning with a migraine in my head. I tried getting up but my back felt sore. I tried again, but as soon as I sat up I saw blood on my gray sheets.

"Sebastian?" I called out. I looked out my window and saw that it was still dark outside. I looked at my clock and saw that it was turned off. I took my phone from the night stand but it was dead.

"I remember charging you." I muttered. "Sebastian?" I called out again. Where was he? "Sebastian this isn't funny. I can't get up my back hurts!"

"Sebastian is not home, darling." I looked to where the voice came from and looked towards my door, as I was about to try to get up again my door slammed shut revealing a man. He would've been hot with his sleek jet black hair, and pink plump lips, if it weren't for his blood red eyes and the fact that he was in my room, then yah I guess he would've been hot.

"Uh, hello?" I said, well more like asked. "I don't know if you know, but you're in my room." I told him hoping that he would say something like "Oh whoops. I thought it was somebody else's room." or "Really? I thought it was the rest room."

"Oh I know." The man said, much to my disappointment. As my frown deepened, his smirk widened. I was about to say some bad ass line but in a blink of an eye he had me pinned me down on my bed and he straddled my waist. My eyes widened as I assessed the situation, trying to look for a way to escape. I looked back up at the man and saw his blood red eyes get darker as they became clouded with lust. His fangs elongated, giving me a clue as to what he was. I looked past his head and saw a tail swishing behind him. A hybrid maybe?

"I will have you, darling." He bent his head down and licked. His forked tongue running along the side of my face. I shuddered in disgust. I started kicking and trying to get out of his hold, but he was too strong. "And when I have you we will make beautiful, strong children." He pinned my hands down with one hand as I struggled more. He ran his hands down to my waist and dragged them back up to my neck, making sure to take his own fucking time through the valley that is known as my breasts. He held me by my neck and was about to dig his fangs down on me, but I woke up screaming and holding my neck.

Sebastian came into the room, his eyes red, and fang and claws visible. I was frightened and taught it was the man so I screamed louder and started to cry. Sebastian must've felt my fear so he tried his best to calm down and retracted his fangs and claws. He made his way to me and cradled me in his arms.

"Shh, it's ok. I'm sorry." He whispered rocking me back and forth. I looked up but I didn't see the black haired boy that I grew up with, instead I saw a man with hair as brown as bark, with skin as pale as snow, and with eyes so soft and gentle. He looked down at me as if I was his world, as if all he wanted to do was keep me away from all the bad in the world. "I'll always be here to keep you safe my darling night sky."

"Papa." I sobbed for the last time and fell asleep in the arms of the man I called my father.

~*~

I woke up the next morning still in Sebastian's arms. To any other person we'd look like a couple, but I always taught of him as a father figure. He's 100 years old but because of his vampire aging he looks 18.

"Morning, gramps." I muttered stretching my arms. Since he's a hundred years old I, occasionally, call him gramps.

"Grrr." He didn't literally say 'grr', but that's what he sounded like. I got up from the bed, but before I got to my bathroom I heard a knock from the door.

"Hey, uh, it's, uh, Cris?" A girl said from the other side of the door. I couldn't really tell if it was Cris cause she stuttered, but I opened it anyways.

"Cris?" Yah it was her. "Why were you stuttering?"

"Oh, because after yesterday I wasn't sure how you wanted to call me." She fidgeted with her hands nervously.

"Oh, well...I'll just call you Cris. Over the years I accepted that my parents were dead, I guess the reason I wanted to know who they were was because I thought it fill this hole inside me. It didn't, I still feel the same." I looked at her with a blank expression. Sure I laugh once in a while, but it never really reached my eyes. "I mean I never really knew them or even get the chance to meet them. So yeah."

"I'm sorry." Cris said as she looked at me like a mother who lost her child. Well, I guess she kinda did.

"For what? For leaving me? Or for giving me away?" I asked her. I was feeling bitter. They knew that when they would give birth to me people would want to take me. They didn't prepare, they just chose the easy way out and gave me away.

"For listening to faith." She said. She looked me dead in the eye and at that moment I saw every part of her. I saw her pain, her sorrow, ner weaknesses and strengths. I saw my mother.

"Ok." Was all I could say. She looked at me smiled a fake smile and left.

"We really are sorry." I heard Sebastian say as I watched Cris walk down the stairs. "We wanted to keep you. We thought of all the possible situations, but each one where we could keep you always ended with you dying."

"So what really happened that night?" I asked.

"Well Merlin didn't exactly work alone. He was working with my brother, Basilton Gray-Pierce(I couldn't think of a sexier name, AHHH Rainbow Rowell!!! Ok CARRY ON;)), he is heartless and cruel. I mean he killed his own mate. Who does that?!" Sebastian says looking scared shitless. If Sebastian is so scared of this man, then I have every reason to be scared of him.

"Did he have black hair and red eyes?" I asked him. Sebastian looked at me with a worried expression.

"He visited you last night, didn't he?" He looked different from the man in my dreams. In reality he had raven black hair, instead of the woodsy brown, he had a slight color to his skin instead of the pale one in my dreams.

"Your reincarnation looks a lot like him." I informed him instead of answering his question. He looked at me and sighed, a mournful sigh.

"I know, we are siblings after all." As he said the word sibling my eyes widened, he said that his brother was Basilton but it never really registered til now.

"So my uncle, who is probably a pedophile, wants me just so he can make powerful hybrids?!" I shuddered at the thought. That's pedophilia and incest at the same time.

"What?! He said that?!" Sebastian exclaimed looking disgusted and horrified. I replayed my dream to him. I told him everything not leaving any small details out.

"He did nothing more?" He asked looking so worried and lost.

"I'm scared. I'm scared cause you're scared." I told him, which was true. I always depended on him because he was all I had.

"Please don't be, everything will be fine." His reassuring word sounded as if they were directed to himself, and the worst thing was that his words didn't sound reassuring at all.