Frozen Eternity ( Vampire Love Story (Girl X Girl))

Strangers

"You will meet a great obstacle

One is your destroyer and the other your soul mate

To be with your true lover, the world may turn against you."

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Is it normal for a person to not cry? There as the corpse of the mother lay in front of me many people stare at me with pity in their eyes. I wore a veil and a black dress to go to my mother funeral. Nobody would know if I cried, but it's sad to say that I have no tears left in my iris.

The person who calls himself my father stands beside me was holding onto a white lily. After the aftermath today I’m supposed to move in with my dad. Normally, I would protest, but I am too tired I just couldn’t argue. I just went to get my suitcase and just hopped into the car with no complaints. For the first time, I wanted to leave this place. I couldn’t stand being in this place any further.

My father drove us to California, his home. My mother divorced my father because he had an affair with another woman which the golden ring in his left in his index finger proved it. My heart was unsettled with the thought all I could do was pulled in a weak smile. Just how messed up was my family? I thought. Holding onto a wooden box that my mother gave to me for my birthday last week.

It was the last thing that remained of my mother. She told me to keep this box to protect this box that it had been passed down to her family for the generation to generations and now it was my turn to get it. The box was surely locked it couldn't be open. My mother didn't give me the key, all she said was to protect it and to protect it well.

After sixteen hours and forty-three minutes car ride to California, Los Angeles to Colorado, Denver. I truly felt exhausted. We had even spent a night in a hotel. My face went as pale as a paper and my lips were dry from not drinking water not even when we were in the hotel. The minute we reached onto the house. I examined it. There was a garden full of flowers and greenery. I guess the stepmom that I am about to meet is crazy for gardening.

When we reached onto the front door a lady came out. She was pretty no doubt. She has a body of a model wearing to what it seems like an office work attire looking smart and casual with some blue eye makeup around her eyelids that matches the blue in her eyes, and her curly blonde hair made her look exactly like a barbie doll.

"Oh, darling, you're back!!" she exclaimed hugging on to my father. She turns to stare at me. "Oh, is this her?" she asked.

"Yea," my father said scratching the back of his head. "This is my daughter Jenna Jackson."

"Oh, I've been meaning to meet you," she claps her hand excitedly like a child. "You're father talks about you all the time."

Thief. That's what it came to head. She is a thief. She stole my father. If she hadn't stolen my father everything would have been fine. Everything would’ve been perfect. I would have a perfect family a mother, a father, and my mother maybe wouldn't have died. It was all her fault.

I hate her.

I try to not look at her, but she was beyond beautiful it was hard to resist. "I want to sleep," I suggest avoiding eye count. "I'm tired," I whispered but loud enough to be heard.

"Oh," she sounded hurt. "Well let me guide you to your bedroom." We walked up the stairs and I noticed a piano beside it. As I entered through the creaked door. I was amazed at how readily they were for me to live under the same roof with them.

I'm not sure whether I am supposed to be happy or sad, but all I know is that I want to be left alone.

The room was decorated with sky blue and shelf at the side of the window to put my books on and a plain white study table with a study lamp on it. There was a carpet on the wooden floor and there was a small breeze coming through the blue and white curtain. The bedroom I could describe it as incredible. I guess my father really wanted to take me away from my mother he always had.

Ever since he knew my mother was pregnant with me inside of her. He insisted that I should stay with him, but I always refused, and now he succeeded in doing so.

I am too tired to complain. "Jenna." I turn around to look at my stepmom.

"I know you may not be used to live here," she sounded so serious so worried. "But call me if you need anything. Also, I know is hard for you to accept everything right now after losing your mother and coming all the way here to live with father and his new wife. I know everything can be hard, but I just hoped that one day you could come to me for help and just let me help you." She tried to touch me, but I backed away.

"I'm sorry," I apologize. "But I'm really am tired."

"I know, sweetie, have some rest then. I'll call for you when dinner is ready." She walked out of the bedroom closing the white painted door. I quickly kneel down onto the wooden floor. My legs they felt so weak. I never felt so frail, so useless, and under so much stressed. I just wanted everything to turn back to the way everything was. Having no father it was fine by me. I just wanted my mom back pulling the box closer to my chest for comfort I wanted to feel my mother warmth again without noticing tears started to form out of my eyes. I cried endlessly and I continue to cry to sleep on to the wooden floor.

When I awoke the room was dark as night has taken place. My stomach was growling for food but was my mind was under complete stressed. I didn't want to move. My stomach tells me to eat while my mind is under complete pressure. I couldn't find hunger in my mouth. I felt lifeless. A few knocks came upon the door before the yellow light appeared through the door. "Jenna, dinner is ready," my stepmom came through.

She stares at me. I am glad that she didn't question me instead she waited for me to get off the floor and walked together with me to the dining table. I stare at the food at the table there were too many food places on the table, and I am surprised this wasn’t exactly what I call a normal food. It was Japanese food. It was beautifully decorated designed placed onto the white plate. I couldn't eat this food is just not right.

"Ah, right," my father appeared out of nowhere. "Jenna, you don't know how to eat beautiful food. Don't worry is one of Lucy hobbies she likes to cook, and she can cook international food. It's one of the few things I love about her."

"Is this one of the reason you left, mom?" I blurted. My father hands went stiff. I turn to look at Lucy to see her head bowed lowly and eyes filled with guilt. The room was silent. "You guys can eat first. I'm not hungry," I lied. I walked out of the dining table and out of the house. I didn't take a sweater with me that was a mistake I should've.

There was a big garden with a stool at the back of the house. I took the pleasure to sit down and breathe in the cold damp air. It was getting more chilly the more I sat down. The minute I stood up I heard some shuffling sound that seems to be coming from the trees. It sounded weird and I walked over it to check out what it was. "Hello, is anybody there."

"Ouch!" I heard a groan. I walked over to it to see a girl wincing in pain, and was n***d. What the hell?

"Um, you ok?" I questioned.

"And if I said no. What will you do then?"

"Um, I don't know."

"That's what I thought too. So can you stop staring me like that? You know that I am nude right. I need clothes. Do you have clothes I can wear? I can't believe that they actually did that to me. Oh! They are so going to pay for this."

"And who are they?"

"My friends," she said angrily. "Anyways please may I have clothes," she begged.

I nod my head. I headed back to the house using the back door going up the stairs into my room getting out a red t-shirt and jeans to cover up her nudity and headed back down. When I went out I could see her staring into the moon. She isn't bad looking herself actually she looks rather hot. She has deep brown hair, brown eyes, good body figure being tanned a little, her body is very curvy there are curves everywhere and her face is a bit narrow. She looked like a good athletic person.

As soon as she put on some clothes I was kind of charmed by her looks. She is certainly charming, beautiful, and hot. I bet a lot of boys had asked her out. I wonder if she has a boyfriend yet.

"Um thanks for saving me. The name is Ashzere Blaze. Ash for short," she held out her hand.

I hold hers. "Jenna," I said. Her hands were very warm.

"Really, no expression, girl, you should go to an expression school."

I used to have an expression before my mother died. People told me I have a very beautiful smile, but that all just came to a stop when reality showed up as I cried on my mother bed her frail white skin was tainted with blood. She was smiling while the blood was soaked on her white lace dress.

All I could do was to cry beside her bed unable to do anything. I called the ambulance but it was too late. I called the police, but the reason for her death is unknown. It felt like everything I do for is slipping away. I am emotionally unstable without noticing a tear started to fall followed by many other.

Ash looked at me worried. I couldn't stop my tears but stopped when Ash's stomach decided to growl for food. "Sorry," she apologizes. "Is it too late for dinner?" she questioned.

I didn't reply, but my stomach growled in response, and Ash smile turns into a grin. Man, she looks so hot. She looks like the hot and dangerous type of girl. "I guess someone hasn't eaten dinner too? Am I invited?"

"Sure," I replied. I want to be happy that is all I asked for. I just wish to be happy. Can someone grant me the wish?

And so we went to my new house. Ash stares at the food in amazement. She couldn't bring her chopsticks near the sashimi or should I say she couldn't use the chopsticks. We had called delivery to deliver pizza. Ash and I ate in silence and something really funny happen. Ash dropped the pizza onto her pants and the sauce had gotten all over her pants. I laughed without noticing.

"You have a beautiful smile," Ash commented. "Don't lose it," she said, and without noticing it she took my hand and kissed it.