The truth at last

SUMMER

My head hurts. I thought the next time I would wake up would be on a bed, with my stepbrothers kneeling around it to beg forgiveness after knowing what a lying and conniving bitch Helen was. What I never expected was getting woken by her and tied to a fucking chair.

My face was wet. I prayed for the liquid on it to be water despite knowing what it was. The slight headache I had was enough testament to the knock she gave me on the back of my head.

She leaned close with a smile, her canine glinting. It reminded me of stories I'd heard about vampires. Just like my stepbrothers, there were many mystical creatures. They lived in seclusion like we did and hardly caused any problems for us and the rest. They stayed away from the human world and each other.

However, there were rogues in each place just like ours, and rogue vampires were the worst. They kill without a second thought, tearing off the skin of their victims and sipping all the blood in the body. Her canines reminded me