Bloody Secrets

Chapter 8

Hey guys! I've been thinking about where this story is going and I finally came up with something. I hope you like it!

LIA'S POV
"Mommy, when we're at the store can I get ice cream please?"My mother smiled.

"Of course dear." Not taking her eyes off the road. I looked up at her and stared at her facial features.

"When ima grownup, I want to be pretty like you mommy!"

This time she quickly glanced at me and said. "Actually when you're all grown up, you will look a gajillion times more pretty then me, my little Delia." (again her real name is Delia, dell-lee-a)

I smiled at the thought and hugged my teddy bear Winston. I had Winston ever since I was a baby. His brown fur and red bow tie were still damp from when we had a bubble bath last night. I turned the radio on and my mom and I sang to "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" by Cyndi Lauper.

We were halfway through the song when a truck hit us from mommy's side. I hit my head against my window and passed out. I woke up a few minutes after and saw an ambulance driving to us. My right leg was twisted in an angle that looked impossible.I looked at mommy.

She was unconscious and was bleeding through her mouth and nose. I reached over and held her cold hand, ignoring the pain in my leg.I held her hand until the paramedics dragged me out.

I kicked and scratched them until they sedated me. I woke up in a hospital room. My dad was sitting next to me crying. He looked up and wiped his tears.

"Hey sweetie." He said through sniffles. "There's something I need to tell you."

I wake up to Vincent wiping tears from my eyes. I sat up and propped myself on my elbows.

"Bad dream?"

"No it's just memories about my mom."

I started to get up but was pulled back down. He let me put my head on his chest. He stroked my hair softly.

"My mom died in a car crash when I was 8." I started crying again. "Just because of some drunk bastard my whole world was taken away." I cried into his chest. He lifted my chin up and stared into my eyes.

"Its OK. Your mom would be so proud at how you turned out."

I smiled at him and rested my head on his chest again. After a few minutes Ethan walked into the room. His eyes were red and puffy from crying. His brown hair sticking out in places. I sat up and wiped my tears.

"Hey guys," He started. "I think I know where we need to go next."

"Where's that?" Vincent asked.

Ethan sighed then said.
"We need to find my mom."

VINCENT'S POV
If I can say anything about my aunt Jessie is that she's the crazy witch of the family. No literally, she's actually a witch. My uncle met her in some pub and they got married and had Ethan. Everyone thought she was crazy. I even did until a man who was fighting uncle disappeared into thin air. After my uncle turned Ethan into a vampire she divorced him and left without a trace. I wonder how Ethan found her after all these years.

Once we got there, and stopped so Lia can throw up, Ethan directed us to the oldest building in the town. Ethan walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. After a few annoying minutes, a beautiful woman opened the door. It took me a while to realize that it was my aunt. EW!

Hers eyes went from Lia, to me, then Ethan. Her eyes widened and she tackled him in a hug.

"Ethan?! I can't believe it's you! I've missed you so much!" There were tears rolling down her eyes. Ethan hugged back awkwardly but smiled. Aunt Jessie got up and tackled me too.

"Oh and I couldn't forget my only nephew! I haven't seen you since before you hit puberty."

I felt myself blush as Lia laughed. Jessie got up and looked at Lia. She studied her and Lia stopped laughing.

"You don't smell like a blood sucker, but you smell different than a mortal."

'Different?'I thought.

"Ethan where is your father. I need to speak with him."

Ethan looked like he was about to cry again.

"Aunt Jessie, Lucas is is dead." I said it so quietly that I was surprised that she heard me.

"Oh." She replied. Tears were showing in the corners of her eyes. She sniffed and half smiled.

"Well come inside children."

LIA'S POV
A normal person would probably be thinking about why she said I was 'different'. But I'm not normal. I was thinking about the smell coming from the kitchen. My stomach growled. I didn't eat breakfast today.

We followed her to the kitchen where there was a feast already cooked. There was even my favorite kind of food, lasagna.

"If you are wondering why you see your favorite kinds of food, I knew you guys were coming hungry."

I looked at her in confusion.

"I can see the future honey."

After we ate the best food ever, we sat on a couch and explained everything that happened. When we finished she had tears in her eyes.

"Well I'm happy that Lucas died for a really good cause. You are very special. You are the chosen mortal."

After a long moment of silence I answered. "What?"

"You see dear, you are the chosen one that can cure the vampires."

Hey I hope you like the twists I added. Im so evil!😈 I promise to write more soon! Cya later!