Not a villain

Not a villain

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I never expected this day to really come. My things were packed, cats fed and I stood in the middle of my room taking all memories in. It's my last time standing here. I could say my last goodbye to everybody here, but after I leave my past will finally catch up to me. I could hear my mom in other room. She was watching something on TV not knowing just how her child fucked up everything. Mom was always so proud of me. I had good grades, I wasn't problematic or rude. That's probably because of guilt in me. I would never do anything against my mom knowing just how hurt she would be. It's not just her. This whole village loved me. I always helped my neighbors and was polite to old people, but my time to pay for my sins came. So, without further hesitation, I jumped out of the window with one bag in my hand. It was cold. Too cold for my liking. I sneaked to mom's car and sat inside. After waiting just for a moment longer and looking up towards only one window with light inside, I drove out of my backyard. The further car went, I felt more tears on my cheeks. Then it saw it. Border of neon green smoke surrounding my village. It took me all strength in myself to cross it and when I did just crashing sounds were heard behind my car. I killed them. I killed them all.
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*This is Purely fantasy* I'm Rose. I am 50% witch, about 25% vampire and about 25% she-wolf (Werewolf). My father IS half warlock and half vampire. My mother WAS half witch and half she-wolf (werewolf). I had two older siblings but they passed away on their sixteenth birthdays. One of them was my brother, I never really knew him, I was in our mother's womb at the time. He died after he shifted his first time because he was never told about his genes and what they meant (he died from shock). The other one was my sister, I kind of got to know her, but when she passed I was only 6. She also died after her first shift, but not because she was clueless. She had been told TOO much about her genes and what they meant. When she shifted, she tried to stop it because she was scared of her wolf. After my sister passed so did my mother, she was severely depressed and couldn't take the thought of me leaving her too early. Before she died, she told my father everything about herself and her werewolf roots. She only survived until my dad knew everything, it seemed like that was all that mattered, like she knew she was going to die. I have been taught the ways of my ancestors, werewolf, vampire and witch, slowly so I can absorb it all properly. ------------------------- This story is about me, a young girl, with a lot of issues. I always am treated like trash by my rude human stepmother. Around my father, she's completely innocent but when he isn't, hell just about breaks loose. When I turn sixteen I will leave my father and house to move in with either the vampire lord or the werewolf's alpha. What happens when I have two possible mates? What happens when one person I really thought I could trust hurts me almost beyond repair? And what happens to hybrids that seek a second chance? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ WARNINGS: There is swearing, abuse, mature sections, etc.

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