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"Get out."
Her eyebrows shot up before knitting together in an instant, her eyes narrowing, "Excuse me? Did you not hear what I said? Bryn, I'm-"
"I heard you perfectly." I cut her off, "You obviously didn't hear me, I said get out." I told her, pointing to the window behind her.
"We need to talk about this!"
I shook my head, "I'm not gonna stand here and listen to any more lies, you leave right now. My parents will be home any minute and I want you gone. Now." I was surprised at how even my voice sounded, my insides were churning and I felt sick.
"Those are not your parents, Bryn. I'm your real mother." She said, gesturing to herself.
"You're insane." I told her, she flinched back and I continued, "You're looking to mess things up around here, maybe you have something against one of the guys and you want to have some fun so you decided to come to my house. But to come over here and tell me that you're my mother? What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked, fury brimming below my skin as I stared at her.
Her gaze turned cold, "I am not crazy and I'm not about to stand here and listen to you talk to me like this. After all these years of me keeping you safe-"
"You never kept me safe! I don't even know who you are, you've never been here before-"
"That is exactly how I kept you safe! Do you think it's easy to tell you the truth like this? I thought after eighteen years of not even allowing myself to see you grow up, that maybe I had done the right thing and you were finally safe. But you're not, Bryn, you are in deep trouble and you need to stop thinking that I'm the danger here, I'm the one that's looking out for you."
I closed my eyes, willing everything to go away, "Just go."
"But-"
"Go!" I shouted, the sound filling the room and I wrenched my eyes open to glare at her, "You are not my mother, you are a vampire. And you are going to get the hell out of my house." She could kill me, it would be so easy to just kill me right now. I was so mad I had no sense of fear, I wanted to scream at her and keep screaming, curse her for ever telling me this lie.
I watched a parade of emotions pass over her face, everything from pain to loathing, she never made a sound. She seemed to shake on the spot, her eyes flashing orange every now and again. Finally she spun and turned, opening the window and moving out through it and down to the ground with feline-like grace.
I ran over and shut the window, looking out onto the yard and around the street, but she was gone. The tears finally washed down my cheeks and a sob broke in my throat, before I knew it I was leaning my head on the wall and sobbing, why the hell would she ever say something like that? It was a lie, a complete lie.
A few minutes later the door of the house opened, the sound surprising me and I jumped before hurriedly rubbing the years of my cheeks, grabbing some tissues from the bedside table to wipe away any eyeliner that had gathered under my eyes before coming out to the stairs, my foot froze on the first step. Why the hell couldn't I move?
"Bryn?"
My mother sounded curious, I would normally come out to say hello, and it was too early for me to be asleep. I forced myself to go down the stairs and turn the corner, they both came into view and smiled as they took their coats off.
"You okay?" My dad asked.
Then it all suddenly got too much.
I turned and darted back up the stairs and headed for the bathroom, shutting the door behind me and locking it. My head spun and my stomach heaved, I barely reached the toilet before the sick feeling in my stomach increased ten-fold and I ended up puking my guts up, my knees shook as I gasped and coughed.
The lock on the door jiggled as someone tried to open it, "Bryn? Are you alright?"
"Yep!" I called, coughing more as my stomach did somersaults, the lock went again and I stood up before grabbing some toilet tissue to clean my mouth, unlocking the door and peering through the small opening of the door to see my mother looking worried on the other side.
"How long have you been feeling sick? You should have rang us!" She said, a hand going to feel my forehead but I jerked back.
"Just a few minutes, I'm fine. I'm gonna get cleaned up and go to bed." I informed her, shutting the door before she could reply. I clicked the lock back into place and leaned heavily on the door. It wasn't true. It wasn't true. I couldn't let her get inside my head.
Once I summoned the courage to venture outside the bathroom, I ran back to my room and shut the door, but I knew one of them would come up and check on me. Sure enough, the door opened less than a minute later and my dad came in with a dish towel and a glass of water.
"Rough night partying while we were away?" He joked.
I tried to laugh but nothing would come out, all I could manage was a weak smile. He smoothed the towel over my forehead and set the glass on my bedside table, "If you still feel bad, we can take you to the hospital to make sure it's nothing serious?"
I shook my head, "I don't think the pizza agreed with me tonight."
"Did you eat a whole pizza?"
I did have some help, a lot actually, but I couldn't tell him that, "Yeah, it might have just been oo much."
He nodded and brushed my hair back, "Call me if you need anything, okay?"
"Can I go for a walk?"
His eyebrows furrowed, "I don't think that's-"
"Please? I think I just need some fresh air. I won't go far, promise." I begged, I needed to get out of here.
"Okay, no longer than an hour."
"It's not true, right?"
Paul scratched his head, looking about as lost for an answer as the rest of them. When I found them on the boardwalk I thought they could ease my mind, call me crazy and tell me not to listen to her, but they all seemed pretty shocked.
"It can't be, he'd have told us, right?" Paul asked, turning to David who shook his head with a furious expression.
"Of course he wouldn't, that would be admitting he screwed up. He let one get away, with a kid no less. If this is true then he has a lot to answer for." He spat, "He's always telling us to be careful, not to bring anyone in unless we tell him first, and he never told us about this chick and a kid."
"Why would he still want Bryn? She's not his kid, right? I mean anyone who gets a whiff of her knows she's human." Marko said, staring at me as if trying to find any reason to doubt what he was saying.
"Beats me, but I wanna find out the truth." David said.
"What makes you think he's gonna tell us everything now?" Dwayne asked, David thought for a second before pointing at me.
"He's not gonna tell us, he's gonna tell her."
My throat felt dry and my heart pounded as I followed behind David as we entered the video store, I froze on the spot as my eyes landed on Max behind the counter, whose gaze turned from glaring at David to me. Who would ever have thought he was a vampire?
I felt someone's hands on my back, gently pushing me forward to continue following David, "It's gonna be alright."
The words did little to calm me but I was grateful to Paul for trying, but I don't think anything could make me feel less nervous. Max was my last chance to calm the little voice in the back of my head asking if this could be true. If he said it was, I had no clue what I'd do.
He let us into the back of the store, opened a door and gestured for us to go inside, I kept my eyes on the back of David's jacket to avoid Max's gaze, we piled into the small office and he shut the door behind him. I was already feeling lightheaded, standing almost shoulder-to-shoulder with David and Paul.
"So, how can I help you boys? I'm sensing it's serious if you brought a human in here, I'm getting the feeling she knows about us now." Max began, taking his glasses off to clean them. Did he even need glasses?
"You can't help us, you can help her." David said "She has something she wants to ask." He said, clapping my shoulder roughly to urge me forward. I swallowed as Max's gaze landed on me.
"I-um- that woman came by my house tonight, she waited until there was nobody around and then came to my room to talk to me." I said in a rush.
His eyebrows creased, "And what did she tell you?"
"She told me… I'm her- she's my mother." I said, silence fell in the room and I thought maybe Max would burst out laughing, but he continued to stare.
"She wants to know if it's true." Dwayne said from behind me, voicing the question I couldn't bring myself to ask.
Max sighed heavily, a somber nod answering the question, "Yes. It's true."
My whole body sagged in defeat, I all but stumbled back a step as the weight of the truth dropped on my shoulders like a large boulder, crippling me with realisation. She had been telling the truth.
I could hear David saying something to Max in an angry tone, other voices registered but I couldn't pay attention to anything, everything felt foggy.
"I want to get out of here." I whispered.
"She looks like she's gonna hurl, maybe I better take her-" Paul began, but Max stopped him as he went to take my shoulder and turn me for the door.
"She goes nowhere, she stays here until she listens." He said.
I shook my head, "I don't want to listen anymore, I want to get the hell out of here." I said, feeling just as sick as Paul thought I looked.
"No, you need to listen to reason."
"There is no reason here! Nothing about this makes sense! One minute I have two normal parents and then the next, I find out they're not actually my parents but instead this vampire lady is and I've been lied to my whole life. You tell me, where exactly is the reason here?"
His glare didn't even scare me right now, I was so consumed with confusion and anger it felt like there wasn't room for any more emotions.
"Not tonight, Max. The girl's had enough. Some other time." Paul suggested.
Max thought for a second, "You stay with her, any more from her mother and I want to hear about it, when she comes back I want to know everything she's been told. And she will come back, don't think you can hide her away somewhere." He warned, Paul scoffed before putting his arm around me.
"Let's go." He said, leading me out of the room.
I lay on the bed in the caves a while later, not entirely remembering the journey here, but now I felt hyper-aware of everything. The dusty, old smell of the mattress, the soft weight of the blanket I had curled up under, the crashing waves outside, and the voices conversing around the fountain, but I tried not to pay attention to those.
"We still don't know how Max knows Bryn's mother, or why he supposedly wants Bryn." I heard someone say, it sounded like Paul.
"Or if that woman really is even her mother." Another voice weighed in, Marko this time.
Dwayne spoke up, "Max wouldn't have confirmed it if he wasn't sure. The question still stands, what's the connection between the mother and Max?"
"Don't expect to find that out easily." David snorted.
"Not from Max, but maybe someone else can help fill in the blanks." Dwayne suggested. Things fell quiet after that, with any further discussion being kept out of my hearing range. Eventually I felt someone sit on the bed beside me, and I peered over my shoulder to see Paul offer a weak smile.
"How you holding up?"
I sat up, brushing the blanket of my shoulders and hugging my knees to my chest, "I've been better." I said with a humourless chuckle.
"Stupid question, huh?"
I smiled, "I appreciate the concern. I don't know how I'm holding up, still in shock, I guess."
"I don't blame you. You can get some rest and forget about it for a while." He said, giving my shoulder a reassuring pat.
"I wish I could forget the whole thing." I confessed, "Go back to when things were simple and I only had four vampires to worry about." I said.
Paul laughed, "Ah, when things were simple."
I laughed in spite of myself, "Shut up, you know what I mean. I don't think I can handle all of this." I said, looking helplessly at him for some kind of reassurance.
"You don't have to handle all of it by yourself."
I sighed,crawling over to put my arms around him, his went around my shoulders and I buried my face in the shoulder of his jacket, "Thank you."
I felt him kiss my forehead and lean his head against mine, "Don't mention it."
It could have been minutes or hours we stayed like that, at some point I managed to drift off, somehow escaping the nightmare, if only for a few hours.
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