Aphrodite

Hello everyone! This is my first story here on wattpad. I had a blog, but decided to try this thing out. I would love it if you comment, and please. This is just the beginning. They aren´t always so exiting, but hey i did my best. Enjoy! :)

Oh, and yeah. I dont speak english so my english writing isn´t the best. 

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Chapter 1: Goodbyes

 “Aphrodite. Sweetie, get up!” I heard someone say. Yes, my name is Aphrodite, like the Goddess of love. I opened up my eyes stared at the person in front of me.  My mom. I groaned and turned to the left and put the pillow over my head. My mom let out a chuckle. “Dilla, it´s time to get up. You have to get ready for the road trip. I made you some breakfast. Go get ready and come down.” I heard her say before she heads out of my room and down to the kitchen, not bothering to close the door. Which, btw she did on purpose. Ugh, I hate when she does that. She opened it, so why not close it afterwards? It not that difficult to shot a damn door. She knows I can’t stand it. Maybe it is time to get up? Wait, what was the time? I turned my head to the right and grabbed my phone, only to find out it was 3am. What the hell? I suddenly remembered what she said. Today was the day I said goodbye to my life here in LA, and to my mom. I knew this day would come, and I had done my best to avoid it. I didn´t want to leave. I had a few friends here, and I had my mom. I groaned again before getting up, and heading to the bathroom. Turning on the shower, I got undressed and stepped inside. I let the water run through my hair and my body. I couldn’t stand warmth, so I had to shower in almost cold water. I don’t know why, I just can’t stand it. Well, that’s a lie. I know why I can’t tolerate the warmth. Its because I’m different. I’m special, as my mom likes to call me.

 After I was done, I found some clothes to wear. Some black leggings and a tight  red hoodie. It was easy and really comfortable for a roadtrip, just the way i like it. I quickly blow dried my hair and put in ponytail afterwards. I put on my everyday makeup and went down. Our apartment isn’t the biggest or the fanciest, but it’s a home. Coming down the stairs I could smell something delicious. Pancakes. My favorites.

“Mmm, pancakes.” I said to myself as I sat down at the table. “Mom, where’s my nu-“ “Here you go” she cut me off and handed me the nutella. Pancakes without Nutella doesn’t work.

 We sat down, enjoying the food in a comfortable silence. Of course, she had to ruin it. “You remember what we talked about?”  I nodded. How could I forget? She told me at lest 20 times just yesterday. “I can’t believe my baby is going away.” I smirked. “Then I don’t have to go. I´ll go unpack my bags and we can watch a movie or something.” I said as I got up and was about to leave when my mom spoke. “Aphrodite, just because I am going to miss you, doesn’t mean you aren’t going. You are going. We already told your grandma, and she is expecting you there.”  Her voice was farm. I let out a sight. “Mom, I don’t want to. I am 18, why cant I make my own decisions now?” My mom looked at my with a you-know-why look. Yes, I knew why. But still, I am 18. I mean, it wasn’t that dangerous if I stayed. “I can change my name. I can change my hair color. I can switch schools. I can-” my mom cut me of, once again. Second time this morning. “Dilla, it doesn’t work that way. Besides, I think spending a year with your grandma could be good for you. You get a fresh start. Nobody know about your past and your problems, and more important. Nobody knows who you really are.”

I looked at my mom. She smiled at me. Her short brown hair hung around her shoulders. She had blue eyes and was really pretty. No, I don’t say that because she is my mom. I am saying that because that just how her kind is. They are beautiful creatures. We all are. It just that some of us are more dangerous than others. My mom I for example, we were normal. Well as normal as a vampire can be. We lived in peace. There were some vampires that lived in peace like us, but most preferred to live in a clan. Anyways, all vampires are known for their good looks. And before you start imagining us like the vampires in Twilight, I can tell you we are nothing like them. No, we don’t spark in the sun. We don’t burn up either. It feels like a mild sunburn and you can learn to control it. We also don’t have powers. We have superfast speed and reflexes and of course strength, but not powers. On the other hand, we can control our thirst like them. It isn’t easy, but you can do it. If you will. My mom, she has incredible control. She feeds on animal blood, but sometimes she treats herself with human blood. No, she doesn’t kill them. She could never do that. I also have incredible control over myself, but it isn’t because I learned it. No, it because I don’t crave for blood as much as normal vampires. Why? Well, that’s a question I’ve been asking myself for years. I might be a vampire, but I’m different. I’m not like the others. It bothers me. I have the abilities of a vampire, but still. Something is different about me, and I don’t know why. I have some theories, but every time I ask my mom she always says its not the right moment and that I got to stay patient and time will come were I learn whom I am.  

 “Dilla?” I snapped out of my thoughts and looked up at my mom. “Its time. If you go now you can get there before sunrise.” Like I said, we don’t burn in the sun. We just prefer to avoid it. I got my car keys and went to pick up my bags, which were right next to the door. Grapping my shoes, I put them before stepping out of the house and in the garage to my black Audi R8. I love it. It was my baby. I got it for my 16th birthday from him. My dad. Or that’s what he likes to call himself. I don’t know much about him. Just that he left right after I turned 3, and never came back. I hate him for leaving us. I shook my head. No, I will not think about this now.

 My mom was standing right next to my car and waited to me to put my bags in the backseat. After that I turned around and gave my mom a hug. This wasn’t like a normal hug you would give a friend when you leave school. No. This was a hug filled with emotions. “I will miss you so much my dear. Promise me you take care of yourself, and please. Just stay out of trouble, okay?” I nodded. “Good. I know I said it a hundred times, but it is important. Remember –“ “don’t do anything stupid. Don’t let anyone know who you are and don’t give them a reason wanting to know who you are” I cut her off. She gave me a warm smile. “I love you” she said kissing my forehead. “I love you to mom” We hugged once more before I got in the car. Waving my mom bye, I drove out of the garage and went on the rode to Omaha, Nebraska. There was a new life waiting for me there. My grandma, who I btw hadn’t seen for years, was there. Even though I was happy to see her I couldn’t get this feeling out of my stomach. It was like telling me something was about to come up. I don’t know if it is something bad or god, just that its big. Really big.  

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