"I won't allow anyone else to have you, Angelina...."
"I'm known to be weak, but when I'm with you, I'm strong....I feel like I can be myself around you, Angelina..."
"I want you so badly, Angelina...."
"Don't let these boys fool you, Angelina. I'm...
"Hey, wake up..." I hear someone whispered in my ear. I opened my right eye and see Justice stroking my cheek. I smiled and sat up on the bed. I felt a gush of wind hits my breasts and I covered myself and shivered. Justice embrace me from behind and kissed my neck. I guess last night made him obsessed with me.
"You cold? I can warm you up, ya know."
"Ah. This early? Can't it wait?"
Justice pinned me down, face first on the bed and playfully pats my butt cheeks.
"Do I have to remind you that I don't like the word no?"
"Hmm... I don't know. Maybe you can give me a lesson on it." I mumbled. I can feel his smirk. It excites me. The door opens and I quickly struggle to cover myself with the covers. Mr. King stands in the doorway with a cup in his hand. He looks ratchet and tired.
"Oh. Am I interrupting something!"
"Actually!—"
"No! We were just.... finishing up." I said while standing up. The covers dropped and I hear a restrain gasps coming from Mr. King and Justice.
"Umm.....here. This is for you."
I take the cup from him and drank it down whole. After five seconds, I started feeling weird so I crashed into Mr. King. He holds my waist and tries to carry me but I hear Justice's marching up behind me and trying to pull me away.
"What the fuck did you do huh!? Poison her!?"
"No you fucking idiot! It's her medicine!"
"Obviously is not because she's.... LIKE THIS!"
"DON'T BLAME FOR HOW THE MEDICINE WORKS!"
"YOU POISON HER, YOU BASTARD!!"
"IM JUST TRYING TO DISTRACT HER!"
"WHY!? BECAUSE THE BABY IS YOUR LONG-LOST SON!?"
"What?" I asked quietly. They both didn't get their eyes off each other. Instead their eyes turned dark red.
"You son of a bitch!"
"This is how you speak of mom, you asshole!"
Then they attack each other while throwing me to the floor. I bang my head on the floor and cried out in pain. I see Justin running into the room, first looking at me before running over to his family. My stomach aches and I hollered out in pain.
"FUCKING BASTARD! I HATE YOU! I FUCKING—AHHHH!" I screamed. The fighting only increased. My vision gets darker but I could hear everything.
"No! Stop! Put the knife down! You're going to hurt somebody! Hey! GUYS ST—"
"NO!!!!!!!!!!"
"JUSTIN!!!!!!!"
Then everything goes blank.
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When I woke back up, I was in my room, wearing different clothes. My head still hurts and it was a painful struggle to get up. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I glare behind me to see Mr. King laying there. I growled angirly and attacked him. My hits were damaging him badly until he flipped me over and pinned my arms down.
"What the hell!?"
"Don't you fucking touch me! How dare you try to drug me, you inconsiderate fuck!"
"Hey! I just wanted......I.......fuck!" He said while letting go of me and standing up. I watched him cautiously as he grabbed his head with frustration.
"I...might be...in love with you, Angelina."
"What....what!? Love!? How can you love me! Matter of fact, tell me, WHAT IS LOVE!?"
My anger was getting the best of me. I felt that hot feeling coming from my hands and I started to walk up to Mr. King but the door opened, revealing a dusty Justice. I raised an eyebrow at him and he eyes Mr. King.
"Is it done?"
"Yeah. He's 35 feet under."
"What are you two taking about?" I asked them. Justice walked up to me and hugs me. I didn't want a hug. I wanted answers.
"We....um...killed Joshua."
"What?!? How?"
"......we're so..."
"Mom?" A small voice asked. I looked behind Justice and see Peterson. He was older. Like 7 to be exact. He runs up to me and hugs me.
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I stroked his head before eyeing Justice with angry in my eyes.
"We're talk later." I mouthed to him. He nodded and leaves the room with Mr. King. I kissed Peterson and he shows mer something in his hands. It was bloody knife.
"Mommy, what is this?"
I snatched the knife from him and shake my head.
"It's......nothing. Just something you should never touched again."
"Ok." He says innocently. I still new to this mother thing.
"Um..do you want something to eat?"
"Yes, please."
I hold his hand while we enter the living room. I dare not eye Mr. King or Justice. I checked the refrigerator and pulled out cereal and milk. Umm..is this what children vampires eat? I gave him the cereal and watched him eat it. Oh! He does eat it.
I walked over to the living room and sat on the floor. Mr. King was drinking blood and Justice was grabbing his head, crying.
"So. I want straight facts. No bullshit"
"Ok. Fine! YOU WANT THE FUCKING TRUTH!? THAT BABY OF YOURS, YOU WANT TO KNOW WHO THE FATHER IS!? ITS JAVIER! THE MOTHERFUCKER WHO RAPED YOU! AND WHO HAPPENS TO BE MY SON!?"
We were all silent. Peterson walked up to me and sat on my lap.
"Mommy, What's a raped? And what's wrong with daddy?"
"Daddy!? DADDY!!?" I asked Mr. King. He rolled his eyes and drank some more blood.
"He needed a father at the time."
"BUT YOU ARE NOT HIS FATHER, YOU SICK BAST-''
"IT WAS MY IDEA." Justice yelled. I gasp. Why? Why lie to me?
"We didn't let you know because you lost the baby and we thought that you have gone through too much pain."
"...............I might be pregnant right now. You guys knew and you made a choice without considering me."
I eye Peterson with disgust.
".......and this is his child."
"Angelina. You're his mother now. Like it or not. You have to take care of him now."
"I don't have to do a damn thing. I didn't asked for Peterson nor did I asked to get raped but you know what? Those two things happened anyways. You keep him, Mr. King." I said while walking away into my room, locking it.
