''What do you mean?'' I asked all signs of life draining from my body as fear replaced it. I heard that people could do what they never thought they could when they were afraid, I wonder if it is the same thing for vampires too. My dad was pacing up and down the room, making me dizzy. I knew he was trying to avoid my question because he did not want to scare me or himself. He looked at me and then at the table where his drink was and then he said with a husky, worried voice,
''I think I'm going to have the drink now'' he said taking his full glass of blood and sitting down as he sipped it trying to find a way to release the stress he was feeling. I stood up and grabbed a dink for myself and decided he was right and I needed to take the edge of...just not get drunk. My dad was here so he would not let me get drunk. He will just let me drink enough to relieve stress and to mke sure I don't tear open any innocent human's neck or any guilty human, a hungry vampire is not exactly a picky eater. Though when we aren't hungry, we can be gourment eaters. Lets just say we have exremeties.
''Dad?'' I said after we had fallen into a period of silence which I couldn't determine as either negative or positive but I seemed to get a mixed vibe. It was negative because I had so many things I wanted to ask him. And it was positive because it saved us both from not thinking or replying the worst.
He looked at me and I could see he was contemplating whether or not he wanted to answer me and I understood why but I only had one question which was burdening me. ''Yes, sweetie?'' he asked with a voice that I could see he was trying hard to make sound gentle and soothing.
''Am I going to die?'' I asked with everything that I had. I did not want to think of it, I did not want it to be true. But I knew it could be a possibility. It was like you knew how you were going to die, but you can't do anything to stop it even though it is right around the corner.
''No darling, you won't. I won't let that happen.'' he said coming over to me and wrapping his arms around me before placing a kiss on my head. I felt comforted but I still had that lingering fear like it was waiting to crash down on my head.
''Thanks dad'' I said and held his arm tightly seeking comfort. I saw his lips twitch and I knew he was about to say something negative, that was his way of knowing. He was just readable that way.
''I-'' he said but I cut him short
''Dad, can we just not get into the bad stuff now? I don't feel up to it yet. Maybe in a few minutes or hours.'' I said jumping in.
''But-'' he continued
''Dad, please'' I said looking up at him with tears in my eyes ''Not now'' I said, ''Can you just hold me for a while?'' snuggling into his laps.
''Of course. Whatever you need'' he said and put his hands around me once again. ''I'll be here''
''Thanks Dad'' I whispered to him and closed my eyes. I fell asleep quickly which was pretty easy. I couldn't sleep when I was alone, so I could at least get some shut eye when I was in the safety of his hands.
I turned around on what felt like a soft, silky bed when the voices in my head started whispering. I could tell that they were serious by the tone of their voices but I could not make out what they were saying. I kept turning as I kept asking them what they were talking about but my voice was gone. I tried shouting but even I couldn't hear myself. I started to panic as I screamed, but the scream seemed so far away and it felt like it only existed in my head.
I felt an arm go round my neck and I couldn't fight it off, even when the person started to choke me. I wasn't supposed to get killed by being choked but it felt like I was dying and I wouldn't wake up again. The person squeezed tighter but I felt helpless, powerless. I guessed it was the guy who branded me, but what did he want?
''What do you want?'' I asked in between choking sounds and my voice seemed to be back since I could hear my voice which sounded strained but the person didn't reply. Instead I was now in a dark forest and he left me. I was glad that he had gone but where was I? And how could I get out?
I walked a few meters when the ground I was standing on broke and I fell into a pit. I got scared and I twisted my ankle when I fell so it seemed like I was human here as my wounds didn't heal me. I got immediately scared because I knew that if I wasn't a vampire, he would have all sorts of things waiting for me and I could die.
''Let me out of here!'' I screamed at the top of my lungs to nobody in particular since there was nobody there. The thought of being alone made me burst into tears. I had never been alone in my life. There was always my dad and Maia. Now, there was June. And whenever I felt lonely, I usually had a boyfriend to keep me company.
''I don't want to be alone! I want my life back!'' I screamed and sat down as I rolled myself together and continued crying. After what seemed like hours of crying, I dozed off, which seemed unlikely since I was on what seemed like, the path to my death.
I felt a liquid fall on my arm. It tickled but it wasn't water because it felt thick and warm. I opened my eyes to see what it was but I had already guessed by the smell of dog and death. It was a werewolf and even if I was back to being a vampire, I could die if it bit me.
I slowly moved while still sitting down and pretended I was still asleep. I was as slow and gentle as a snail moving as a chameleon trying to hide but I didn't have the ability to change colors like it had.
When I was a few feet away from it , it seemed to dawn on the wolf that I had moved. I felt its gaze on me and I decided that I was more vulnerable sitting down with my head between my knees. I stood up slowly and afraid as I linked eyes with the wolf. The wolf looked at me hungrily like it was ready to attack and it did! The wolf leapt up at full force toward me. I managed to dodge it at the price of hitting my shoulder on the rocky wall, which caused me to bleed. I only noticed the blood because of the warm blood I felt oozing out of it. The adrenaline I had from the fear of the wolf, numbed out the pain of my wound. The wolf ran towards me again, which I dodged but only barely as the wolf managed to scratch me. The wolfs scratch wouldn't harm me very much, except maybe the scar it would leave.
I was panting now, my hair was wet from sweat and my blood from the varioud wounds I had caused by rocks and the wolf. I tried desperately to find a way out of the pit but it seemed like a dead end. The wolf came at me again so I made a pretty reckless plan. I saw the wolf jump with its two front paws stretched towards me. I could smell the stench from its very b****y mouth. And I also noticed the scars and blood on his black and white fur. It looked like an Alpha by its size but I wouldn't know because it depends on the location and I don't know where I am. The wolf continued towards me and I stood still and looked as confident as I could even though I felt my knees shaking from fear.
The wolf was just about a few inches away from me when I moved away and the head of the wolf collided with the wall that was behind me. Thankfully, it had gone according to my plan. The force by which the wolf was going when it hit head on the wall had knocked it out.
I tried climbing out of the pit and I was half way up when the wolf woke up. With no time to waste, I increased my pace and the wolf immediately leapt up and ran towards me. I tried my best to climb faster but it seemed I was stuck in a loop as I kept moving but I was in the same spot. I felt the paw of the wolf scratch my leg and I let out a scream as I burst into tears of fear and agony,
"Ahhhh! Someone help me'' I don't know what I was expecting but what ever it was, it didn't come. I felt the wolf grab my leg by it nails. It's nail were in my leg and the wolf seemed to be using that to climb up. The pain of my leg tearing open and the wolf's nails being stuck made me let out another scream of pain,
"Ahhhh!'' I felt helpless. The weight of the wolf and of mine made the ledge of what I was holding to collapse
''Ahh!'' I shrieked and cried as now I was balancing with one hand. If I climb down I would die by the wolf and if I fell, the fall or the wolf would kill me. I had a weird feeling that the wolf was laughing because of my lack of options. My other hand which I was using was now slipping and I cried even more.
''Ah!'' I screamed again as my hands lost balance and I was starting to fall. The fall seemed to last forever and I prayed that it was quick . Just as I was about to land, possibly breaking my neck in the process, I heard a caring and familiar voice call faintly,
''Sharon'' I heard and I immediately recognised the voice. It was my loving superhero.
''Dad'' I called back happy to hear a familiar voice
''Wake up!'' I heard him shout louder and with command. With that I jolted and I woke up on my bed panting and sweating.
''Dad'' I said with tears in my eyes and I could see the worry but comfort in his eyes. I couldn't speak because I knew that if I did, I would cry instead. I wrapped my hands around him and whispered
''I was afraid'' honestly as I dug my face into his shirt.
''Its ok, It was a dream. You're here and I am here too'' he said rubbing my head and back gently as I burst into tears of sadness, fear and relief that I had escaped.
''Its ok, let it all out' my dad said and I cried even harder.