1935
The adoption was finalized, I was unsuspecting. He took me home, I trusted him. He introduced me to my sisters, only then did I start to panic. He moved so fast I had no time to react he bound my hands and raped me for the first time. All that time he would insist that I needed to be saved and only he could do it. I was fifteen then, I never reached the age of sixteen.
We were all here for a reason, broken for one reason or another. I never knew my parents, orphaned I went from shelter to shelter, no one wanted to take me in when I developed a crush on my foster sister at the age of ten. I was named a troubled case and tried to make it on my own. Until he found me, he took me in, I thought things would finally change for the better. He promised to fix me when I didn't need fixing and shattered my human life. He wanted to make me like him, changed me, but the joke's on him. I will never kill another person again, he will not hurt anyone else Rylan and I made sure of that when we watched that wretched house burn with him inside. I went back for her ashes, I left him there. The woman I fell in love with has a grave there, by that house's crumbled remains, a reminder that I will never kill another human again.
Present day
"I can't tell you what the problem is you need to trust me can you do that?" I meet all three pairs of eyes of the Irish coven settling longer on Maggie's knowing her vote held sway. I split from my parents to escort them back to my home. Maggie's boyfriend Connor was supposed to come with them, but he wanted nothing to do with it. So it is just Maggie, Liam, Siobhan, and I. Unless they decide Connor had it right and skip bail with him, I am hoping my friendship with Maggie may prevent that though.
"This isn't about your creator again is it?" Liam asked. Liam is, for lack of a better word, an average man. He wanted to take control of the situation and be in control of a situation and be in the know when I refused to give him the specifics it damaged his ego.
"No, it has nothing to do with him" I reply, my tone stony now like it always is when I am talking about him. Siobhan's hard expression softened at that, remembering the last time I had visited them. I was in a dark time in my life at the time, only a few years into my vampiric life I found a lead on a vampire like my creator who kept girls and young women. I descended into chaos looking for him, needing to free the victims, I was grasping at dead ends. I failed to find the perpetrator and all of those girls were found dead in a cellar of a farmhouse, severely abused like I had been. I snapped and became depressed for months afterward until I met Maggie.
She was a new vamp like myself, still adjusting to the new life and coven and could relate to me more than Siobhan and Liam. She helped me recover from the trauma I had from my year as a milk carton child. I became closer to her than any other living person at that point. After a few months, Maggie talked me into going to live with an American coven that shared my hunting patterns, so I paid them a visit and was reunited with my birth mother who happened to be Esmee Cullen. I haven't returned to Ireland since then and never once gave into my temptation to tell Maggie I had fallen in love with her. I missed my chance with her, she found someone else, maybe this time I will save myself from the heartbreak via love lost.
"Just give me five minutes to explain when we get there no one will attempt to make your stay, my family is asking for your support not to do anything you don't agree with." I watched as Maggie nodded acknowledging my truth. Like clockwork the other two fell in line, they rely so much on Maggie's gift. Together we walk through security at the Dublin airport and board the plane back to America.