Differences

Chapter 20

~Ashley~

I woke up and found that I was sleeping on Sid's chest. His chest was incredibly well-defined. I trailed my hand all over his chest. He muttered something in his sleep and turned to his side along with me. His arms wrapped protectively around me, holding me close. I snuggled closer to his chest and inhaled his masculine scent deeply.

Then the memories and the demons of my past flashed in my mind. I tried  to untangled myself without waking him up but he stirred and tightened his arms around. Man he had a tight grip. I somehow wriggled free from his grip and stood up. I started wearing my clothes. "Leaving so soon?" That voice made me freeze. I turned to around to see Sid watching me intently.

"Yeah,um, I have work." I said and bent down to pick up my t-shirt.

"Stop lying and spill the beans."

"Why would you think I'm lying?"

"You know, for a spy, you're not a very good liar." I sighed. I guess he had a right to know. Though I'm pretty sure he would get scared and run away from me.

I sat down on the bed. I took a deep breath. "I am not who you think you are. I have a dark past and I'm afraid that if I tell you, you'll.."

"Run away?" He finished. I nodded. "Look Ashley I love you. There is nothing in the world that can stop me from loving you. Not even you. Also, your past doesn't define you, your present does. Now tell me."

I took a deep breath.

1985

My dad simply laughed at me which was enough to make my blood boil. I clenched my fist around the silver dagger which Jared had given me. My dad was one of the most powerful vampire underworld lord and Jared had recruited me to kill him. I had happily obliged. My father was horrible. He used to be good but when he found out that my mother was not a vampire he killed herand treated me like I was a mistake. He abused me and tortured me until I begged him to stop. On multiple occasions he even tried to rape. That was low, even for him.

"You do not have the guts to kill me. Now come to papa." He taunted. He still had a smirk on his face. Oh what would I not do to wipe that smirk right off of his face. He advanced towards me and for once, I held my ground. It was either very stupid or very brave. I chose to go with the latter. He stopped right in front of me. Despite my height he towered over me. He was about 6'4 and I was 5'7. "Now you're a softie. You can't kill me." He smirked again before slapping my face. My cheek burnt and it spread all over. But I didn't show my fear. Instead, I just spat out the blood and turned to face him. Yes I was small and rather thin whereas he was big and burly with black hair like mine and terrifying red eyes.

Now his face was turning red with anger just like his eyes. He kicked my gut. I doubled over in pain. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and dragged me towards the corner of the room where he repeatedly banged my head against the wall. After what seemed like forever he let go of my hair and kicked my side one last time. I slid to the ground. Spots were dancing in front of my eyes but I was used to it. He made me stand up and pinned me against the wall. He started to choke me. I did not give him the satisfaction of watching me desperately trying to escape. I just tightened the muscles around my neck and did not flay my hands or legs to get out of his grip.

His anger only grew, seeing that I wasn't trying to get out of his grip. His grip tightened around my neck. "Die, you ungrateful bitch."

I smiled. "It's not me who's going to die. It's you."  I somehow choked out. Now he had my neck in a death grip. I couldn't even breath now but all that didn't matter. Adrenaline was rushing in my veins. In a blink of an eye, I plunged the dagger deep into his chest. He grip went slack and I quickly freed myself by pushing him away. I coughed and gasped for breath. He staggered back, clutching his chest. He collapsed on to his knees and fell down on the ground. I took out the dagger from his chest. I kept stabbing stabbing his chest again and again and again until I felt two pairs of strong arms drawing me away from him. I could smell his blood on me. My hands were covered with his blood but I wanted more. I watched as my father's body disappeared into thin air and then everything turned dark.

Present~
I looked at Sid, waiting for his reaction. He had an unreadable expression on his face. I felt something wet on my cheeks. I touched my face to see there were tears streaming down my eyes. Sid seemed to have noticed that too. He scooted forward and gathered me in his arms, holding me close while I wept into his shoulder.

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