Chapter 25: The Letter
§ Lucy §
After a few infuriating seconds of hearing a long, high pitched scream of a woman that could have been a legit horror movie scream, I wanted to slap the bitch who was making such a profane that was piercing my ears.
It was only after I felt my throat go sore like the Sahara that I realised that the bitch was actually me. Nick's worry fled through the bond inside of me like a crack of thunder on a clear day. I felt myself regaining control of my sense when I managed to break eye contact with the disassembled head of a dead man that I loathed.
I bolted for the door before Nick could burst through it. I knew well enough that Nick could easily break through the door, especially after my anxiety that definitely reached him through the blood bond. I didn't want him anywhere near this whole mess. With the sudden adrenalin which was pumping through my veins like poison, I felt a sudden burst of energy spread throughout my body. I pushed the first piece of furniture which was closest to the door in front of it, which happened to be an ancient chest of drawers that weighed twelve times more than I did. I barricaded the door with everything I could find in the corridors.
I could feel the heavy thumps of the Drakes behind the door and I could hear them calling my name out frantically.
"Go away and leave me the fuck alone!" I shouted out, making their shouts die out at the sound of my voice. I could barely manage to keep my voice from breaking. As the grisly image of the head scarred my mind forever, I couldn't close my eyes without it reappearing right before my eyes once more.
To make it worse, I could feel every single bit of the pancakes floating around in my stomach, and I just knew that it would take a miracle to stop me from scoffing up every single bit of them.
"Lucy, what the hell is going on? We heard you shout and the house just reeks of blood." Logan said behind the door.
"Nothing that concerns you. Just go back home, I'll call a cab or something later." I choked out. I knew that they wouldn't let me off the hook that easily.
And this time, he was the one who spoke. That one person who made me feel guilty for even existing. He made me feel like the villain for dragging him with me. The only foolish bastard who was optimistic enough to think that this bond was an opportunity for us, when in reality it was an unbreakable chain that would make him drown along with me.
"Lucy, for fuck's sake stop being such a proud bitch and let us in. Is it your brother? If even scratched your skin I'm going to gut that assho-"
I cut him off." No, it's not him. Nick, please just go. Please." the last word sounded like a plea, something which had never happened between us. I knew well enough that I was too damn proud to ask for anything, let alone beg for it.
Everything fell silent after that. I couldn't even hear their voices murmuring about what their next strategy was. I just lay in front of the mountain of furniture I used to barricade the door holding my head in my hands as I could barely feel anything.
It was the sound of someone breaking through a glass window that splintered the blissful silence. By now, I couldn't care less whether it was the murder breaking into the house. He could behead me for all I cared. Nick would survive without me. He would probably fare better with me out of the way. He would survive the pain of my death. It was I who would die like the weakling of a human I was in the event of his death.
I could hear the grunts of the intruder trying to climb in through the window. "Just let me talk to her alone, okay. I'm the only one who really can understand what she's feeling." I hear Nick say. I should have been reassured that it was him, but in reality all I could feel was a twinge of disappointment. I had kind of hoped that I could get it over and done with.
With a few long strides of his, he managed to get from the spare bedroom in which he had broken into, and before me in seconds.
"Lucy..." I heard his soothing voice say to me as he kneeled down and sat next to me. "What... Why is there such a strong scent of blood in the house? You're not bleeding, are you?" he said softly. I looked up at him and met his warm eyes. "I told you. I told you that everything and everyone around me just gets fucked up in the end." I spit at him, directing my anger wrongly at him.
"What are you going on about?" He asked me with a questioning look in his eyes. I got off the floor painfully with his help. I took my hand in his and slowly directed him towards the kitchen.
"Holy shit..." I couldn't look at the scene in front of me again, so I buried my face in Nick's shoulder. Nick's arms instantly went around me. "This is so wrong and messed up. I'm sorry you had to see that Lucy." At his words, I had hysterics bubbling up my throat. I tore myself from his side and pointed at the scene before us.
"You?! You're the one sorry I had to see this? You're not the one who has a freaking decapitated body in their house!" I lowered my eyes at the blood on the floor.
"Look at what's become of my clean floor. Just look at it, it's horrendous. I used to scrub it so clean; the tiles would become squeaking white. Now that blood will never go away." I felt the sweet grip of insanity slowly inducing itself in my pressured mind. There is so much anguish and pain a person can go through before they crack. I could handle four agonising years of being bullied, but murder was where I drew the line.
Right now, in my distressed mind nothing mattered except the blood ruining my nice floor. I skipped over the body and to the sink and grabbed a washing cloth. My frantic fingers found the knob and I opened it on full blast. The ice cool water was doing miracles for my nerves, but it was nowhere near powerful enough to make me forget the task at hand. I knelt down and slowly started wiping the bright crimson substance off the floor. My finger accidentally touched the blood. I could feel the thick substance on my skin.
"It's still warm." I wondered out loud as I stopped momentarily from cleaning the floor. My words seemed to grab Nick's attention from whatever he was doing.
"Lucy, what the hell are you trying to do? Get away from the blood." he said once he noticed what I was doing.
"I need to clean this up first! It will take a while but I can't leave the place like this!" I said to him as I ignored the blood covering my fingers and continued scrubbing the floor.
I heard him growl in frustration. "For fuck's sake Lucy, I know this your subconscious' way of distancing itself from the pain, but it's not healthy. Get over here, now." he said, ending on a commanding note which I couldn't help but oblige to his words. As I tried to get up, spilt, but thankfully enough, my reflexes were pretty good so I managed to break the fall with my hands, which went directly in the pool of blood next to me. As I felt the squishy, disgusting fluid coat the palms of my hands, my stomach tightened. It felt as if the pancakes were not only floating around in my stomach; they were doing freaking somersaults and backflips.
Thankfully Nick helped me out of the sticky situation by pulling me up by the waist. He was careful not to touch my hands. Only then I noticed that his grey eyes had become a ravenous black. For a moment I had forgotten all about the bloodlust. The poor lad was probably ravenous right now with all this fresh blood in front of him.
That was enough to get me over the shock. The tough woman inside of me was roaring at me for acting so weak. I was the strong one in my family, and I needed to start acting like it. This brought on a thousand different questions.
If Phil was here, well, his body was here, then where was mum? And where the hell was my brother? Were they... dead too? Where they in the house to begin with or had they managed to escape? This didn't make any sense to me. Why would someone kill somebody is such a gruesome way to begin with? Phil was far too boring to have enemies that were capable of this.
Well, you know what? I decided that I didn't care enough to stick around to find out. This was the last scar that my family would inflict on me.
"You're hungry. We needed to get out, now." I told Nick. I realised that my hands were still covered in blood, and it wasn't very ideal to leave in this state, especially if I'd have to sit in a closed compartment that was the car with three ravenous vampires. It would be like going on a safari adventure in Africa wearing a tuxedo made out of meat.
Nick hadn't loosened his grip on my waist, so when I tried to squirm out of his grip, he accidentally dropped a piece of paper he had been holding. Thankfully it landed just a few centimetres away from the blood. "What is that?" I asked Nick as he bended down to pick it up.
"Oh, it's nothing, really. Just wash your hands so we can go. If it makes you feel better we can stop for ice-cream or a cappuccino..." he rambled on. I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow. "Seriously, dude? Ice cream? Cause nothing gets me in the mood for ice cream like a freaking decapitated body. Just let me see the note."
"I don't think-" he tried to stop me but I had already wiped my hands on the edge of the kitchen counter. I opened the piece of paper with shaking fingers. What could this little piece of paper contain that would make Nick stutter like an idiot.
I drew in my breath at the greeting on the paper.
'Dear Lulu,
I'm very sorry that I had to wait to contact you just now. I had to wait until you and your brother were of age. I'm also sorry I had to leave you so early, but if I waited a minute longer we would have lived the opportunity of a lifetime.
But you must know, I've never stopped loving you, your brother and your beautiful mother. It was the reason why I got so enraged at your mother's treachery. But my anger burnt out just as fast as it had started once that unworthy mortal was wasted. (I hope it didn't upset you very much. I would have removed the body, but I had much more important tings to handle.) Your mother and your brother have joined me in an eternal life that will know no end. I was disappointed that you weren't with them. It would have meant the world to me if you had joined us to.
However, I knew that the chances of finding you in our home were close to nothing. I know well enough that you've grown close to the Drakes, as I've had people watching you. As I said, you may have not seen me but that didn't mean that I'd abandoned you. Much to my surprise, you also bonded with one of them. At first I was sceptical about that, but my master was delighted therefore so am I. This could work out positively for both our families. I am sure that you know perfectly well what awaits your best friend, Solange Drake, once she goes through the change. When Master becomes the ruler of the night world in the very near future, if Miss Drake plays her cards right, she and her family will be set for life, with our family close by there side as the advisors to the royal family. I entrust in you the task to guide her.
Be quick, dear Lulu, because we don't have much time. You will need to join your family quite soon.
I can't wait for the moment when you open your eyes after you have joined the night word. We will be a family again.
Love ,
Dad'
The tightening in my stomach became unbearable. I sprinted out of the kitchen and into the bathroom where I puked my guts out.
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DUNDUNDUNNNNN :D
So how will Lucy take it? What is your opinion of her father so far? Do you think I should tone down the horror and angst? If you don't like this genre, don't worry... the next chapter will be a bit... steamy, if you catch my drift ;)
Anyways, I hoped you enjoyed the chapter, a bit of drama, horror, I mean the same old yada yada about love does get boring after a while, so I like to mix it up... I AM THAT COOL xD... not. If you did, don't forget to show me the love, if you didn't, you have every right to say 'Go home chapter, you're drunk'. (to be fair, I was really sick as I wrote this chap, damn you asthma.) I love hearing your comments!
After this chapter I am going to put on hold not just my stories but my LIFE, cause I can't afford to keep procrastinating, my annual exams are at the doorstep and these will affect my school leaving certificate :/
SO *putting on turban and grabbing crystal ball* the next chapter will be uploaded in the first week of March.
Thanks for sticking with the story guys, see you in March :P