Before I can leave the room, the door slams shut. I turn around and glare at him.
"It'll just take a few moments for you to put a shield around your mind. Take a seat and I'll help you." Ari says sighing motioning for me to take a seat.
I cautiously walk over to the chair and sit down being on my guard. He walks around the desk and stands in front of me.
"Just remember, taking the shield off your mind is completly different and might take more work. Ok?"
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Six hours later
"So much for a few minutes." I grumble while feeding Angel.
"I said putting the shield up would be a few minutes. Taking it down is a different story." He reminds me.
Already feeling irritated and tired, I naturally said "fuck it I'm done!"
"Why?"
"Cause I only wanted to shield my thoughts. I don't intend to take it down."
He looks at me and sighs heavily.
"Whatever if that's what you want." He says aggravated.
"Thank you Ari." I say softly.
"You-"
"Master Ari! Master Ari! There's a man here demanding your presence!" Agatha says barging through the study doors looking frantic; bandages covering her nose.
"Bring him in." He says monotonously.
Ari turns to me and cocks an eyebrow at me.
"Ya know, I don't really appreciate you beating my help up. She was only doing her job. Honestly ever heard of just asking? By the way, this is a new record. Usually he finds me sooner. But like I said before; so Fang can find me to kick my ass."
I was gonna say something snide and rude to him cause hey why not? But...
"ARI!!!" Fangs yell booms all over the walls with anger.
My body tenses a bit because of all that happened and what I've been through. Honestly don't know how I feel about seeing him.
Fang bursts through the doors of Ari's office; his nostrils flaring.
I look down at my daughter feeling uncomfortable and before I can say anything Fang throws a punch at Ari and a whole fight breaks out.
You'd think I'd try to stop it or break it up but all I do is stand there too scared to do anything.
The only thing that I know happened is Angel started screaming and both of them come back to their senses and stop fighting.
I back away from both of them while they stare at me and I just clutch onto my crying child.
She shouldn't be living like this. She deserves so much better.
I look down at her and for a moment I feel a bit sad.
I put my fingers to her forehead and gently stroke her hair.
She deserves so much better. I'm only 16 with a newborn baby and I haven't the slightest clue what to do with her.
"I love you so much my little Angel."
And with that being said I watched her wings disappear off her back and she turned to ash.
I began to cry while holding onto what I had left of her.
"...you..you killed her?!!!" Fang said with shock and sadness.
"No." I said softly.
"I gave her a better life than what I could give her now." Sadness taking over.
"I'm going home." I say quietly.
I don't want any of this. This magic. These memories or them two always fighting over me and taking my memories or even trying to kill me. I just want to go home. I'm tired of all of this.
"You can't do that!" Fang yells at me.
"Yes I can!!! Ever since my mom has forgotten about me I have gone through so much bullshit! I'm tired of you" I pause pointing at Ari "always trying to kill me and you" I point at Fang "being distant and a complete asshole ever since I died and got raped! You said you wouldn't let nobody or anything hurt me but you lied!" I screamed as tears started flowing down my cheeks; a noticeable painful flinch on his face.
"You two need to work whatever shit you have out but leave me out of it!" I cried.
Both of them looked down with looks of shame because of what I said.
I'm just so tired.
"I'm leaving. And that's final." I say to both.
"But if you leave you might die!" Fang says panicked.
"I'll be ok Romeo. I promise." I say a bit bitterly.
"You don't...seem ok." Fang says wearily.
I don't answer him. I smile a bit faintly and think of home as I close my eyes.
Mom...dad...I'm coming home.
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3 weeks later
It's been hell since I've come back home. I changed my hair and eyes back to what I'm used to and went back to what was left of my home. When I went to one of my neighbors to ask about my moms condition and her whereabouts; I was tricked into going inside which was a stupid idea. In the end, her version of "taking a tinkle" was an excuse to call the police. I was arrested and my rights read to me and I was also detained for questioning about the death of my mother.
When I was told she was dead I honestly lost it.
How can she be dead?
Everyone wanted to know where I went for the 3 years I've been missing; who were those guys I disappeared with; were they part of her death and my possible "kidnapping"; but because I refused to answer about who I was with, things didn't get easier on me.
Even if I tried to tell them what happened it would do no good. They'd deem me crazy and put me in an insane asylum.
I'm honestly wondering if this is all a dream.
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I went on trial for the death of my mother but because her death happened after I disappeared I was deemed not guilty but because she was found in the condition she was and I was on the scene but fled after her injuries I was saw as being guilty with her injuries and charged with attempted murder even tho I did nothing to hurt my mother. I stayed silent because no matter what I say, it won't change how they looked at everything. It was a case they opened and closed within a few days.
Either way you look at it I was charged guilty and put in jail.
The entire time I was going through the trial not once did I see of Ari or Romeo. I guess when I told them what I did it made them see how tired of everything I've been put through.
I was fifteen when my whole life changed.
I had my first kiss.
My mom forgot about me.
I got taken away to a place I didn't know with my first love and a stranger.
I found out that I'm not normal.
I died and became a vampire.
I got raped.
I was taught how to fly.
I was taught how to use my magic and harness my magical flames.
I had a child.
I sent her off to God knows where.
I came back home to find out my mother is dead.
I got blamed for it and now I'm in jail.
As I've said before: my life is a lie.