Chapter 18

                                    

                                          
"How the hell is that even possible?!" I yell confused as to why I have fucking fairy genetics in me. This day can't get any weirder. 
Mom looks at me and rubs her temples. 
"Your father and I were adventurous is all I'll say."
Pedro rolls his eyes. 
"If you're not going to say the whole thing, and waste our time, I'll say it for you - your mother was having sex with other people and she must have let another man other than your father, ejaculate inside her the night she got pregnant with you by your dad." 
My eyes go wide. Jesus, he got all that from just one word? So now what - am I going to start flying or some shit? What the hell is going to happen to me now? 
Mom start walking back to her thrown, taking a seat in front of us. 
"Now enough talk, you must know why we wanted you here." 
Not at all lady. 
"No? You sent your little buddy boy and attack dog to get me, remember?" I say mocking her. 
She smirks. "Oh yes. I'm sorry about Jasmine by the way." 
Sorry for what? About her betraying me? Pretending to be my friend? 
"At this point it doesn't matter, she means nothing to Marah and I know that you sent her to keep an eye on her while you 'died' - now get to the fucking point." Pedro says annoyed. Obviously wanting to get this done and over with. 
Mom huffs. 
"Fine. Pedro, kill my daughter." 
Excuse me? Did I just hear her correctly. 
Pedro grabs my arm, pulling me next to him protectively. 
"What? Why? No? That is not happening." He says aggressively. 
"She's a human. You two cannot be." She states not even seeming like she cares that she wants me dead. Her own blood. 
I scoff. "You just said minutes ago that I am part you. So that makes no fucking sense."
Mom stands. "You still have human in you, I am only doing what is right." 
I tilt my head to the side. "By killing your own daughter?" 
"Listen sweetie. I know Pedro and you have very strong feelings for each other - and it cannot be. This has only happened once before, we cannot have a second." She pauses. "So do as I say Pedro and KILL HER!" 
Pedro runs in front of me. "No you old cunt!" He yells.
Mom stares to the left of her, looking at the red headed girl who had not spoken a word since we got here. 
"Layla, show them who you are."
Layla stands from her chair, quickly turn her head into Pedro and says one word; "Pain." 
Pedro slouches over. 
"AGHHHH!" He screams. 
Falling to the floor, he body starts moving in ways that are grotesque. 
"STOP!" I yell, running over to Pedro, holding onto him.
Pedro starts scratching at his neck, trying to get the sensation to stop. I feel his pain in my bones. 
Mom gives me an evil smile. One that I have never seen in my life. I have always thought she was a soft woman, sweet, loving. But today I found out the worse. She is the devil in disguise. 
"HE WILL DO AS I SAY." My mom shouts. 
I shake my head up and down rapidly. 
"Fine..fine.. yes. Just stop hurting him... please." I beg. 
She look over at Layla, who instantly turns off her emotion. Pedro is finally painless. He looks up at me with tears in his eyes. 
"No.. Marah, don't let her do this to you." He says gripping onto me. 
I slightly smile at him, letting him know it's going to be okay. 
Helping him up off of the floor, we both stand straight in front of these hideous people. 
"Now!" She claps "let's get this over with."
God. This can't be happening. None of this can be real. But it is. 
Pedro jumps up, his fangs out. 
"GO!" He yells at me. I look back and forth at him and my mother. He pushes me back. "I said go! RUN!" 
I shake my head. "No! I can't leave you here alone, you'll die and I need you!" I yell crying. 
He ignores me, looking straight forward as he protects me from everyone in the room. 
I turn around, take his advise and run. Run like there's no tomorrow. Before I'm able to get out of the room, Pedro mumbles one last thing. 
"I love you." 
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                              *2 months later*
I'm sitting in my living room, contemplating on what to eat for dinner. I haven't really had an appetite the last 2 months since everything went down with someone who I once thought was dead and my mother - and Pedro. 
His name just gives me flashbacks to our last time together. I haven't seen him since that night. I have no clue whether he's dead or alive. 
I have dreams of his eyes every night. When I close my eyes to sleep, they're all I see. But I don't mind, as long as I can see him somewhere. 
I've become depressed. Staying inside, never going out. It's not like anyone is coming after me. I haven't seen anyone who resembles a part of the council. 
The past couple of months, I've been pondering in whether to search for him. I just haven't gotten myself to do it. He told me to run. And he hasn't come back so I'm guessing, if he's actually alive still, he doesn't want me to look. 
The diner keeps calling me, but I've been ignoring their calls. They're probably worried, but I could care less. 
Standing up from the couch, I walk over to the window from the kitchen. It's pouring out, but I kind of like the sound. - all of a sudden, I hear a faint knock on my door. 
Going over to it, I open it up and notice a note on my welcome mat outside. 
Picking it up, I look around to see if I can notice anyone outside. But I see no one. 
Unfolding the note I read what is written on the inside. 
                            Old Railroads 
                          Meet me @ 8:00  
Looking around one last time, I take the note and head back inside, locking the doors. 
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Hey guys!! I know there hasn't been many smutty parts, but don't you worry. 
Xx 
SalemMidnight🌙