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Adopted by a Vampire
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟗 ❘𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟗 ❘𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞

Darcia's pov

It felt like I had skipped a few days and suddenly woke up in the basement with tied hands and legs. After several of Nicoli's visits, I realized what I had caused. I never intended to do so, but I did.

When I left the house prior to the fight with Nicoli, I couldn't return. His words baffled me and made me enraged. At that moment, I wished she would leave and I would never see her face again.

On my way home, I fed, but it wasn't enough, as I briefly remember. Something was telling me to go home and do what I intended from the very beginning. As I was getting home, I blacked out. A part of me was switched off and not present when I entered the house. Almost like it needed to happen because otherwise, I wouldn't be able to do what I did.

Nicoli released me the next day, and my mind was exploding with every bad possible thought that there could be.

When I went upstairs, Talia wasn't there, nor were her clothes and belongings. I took a long, cold shower and applied all kinds of shower gels on my body to wash all the blood off me.

Nicoli took my victim somewhere far away in the woods and buried him there. He did not specify where exactly he buried him, but I'm sure it was very far away in the deepest woods.

The clothes I had on me that day, I burned. I borrowed Nicoli's clothes as I washed my other ones. I wanted to wash off every possible dirt from my body. Maybe I tried to convince myself that I was innocent. Maybe I didn't want to feel remorseful.

But I did.

Hearing them talk every day and have such an enjoyable time made me even more guilty. Her constant talk with him infuriated me. An unbearable emotion I tried to press.

Nicoli's words stuck in my mind. Was this feeling I had for a long time love? I was more than sure I was not capable of loving someone. Especially a human.

My mother wanted to wed me for only one reason: money. Her hunger for money was so endless that she sold her own daughter to a total maniac. I can't bring myself to mention his name because it evokes horrible memories I have to this day.

Every Sunday, I went into his room, trying to please him with my little dress and hair brushed into a sleek high ponytail. Because that is what he likes. Just looking at my almost-naked body. That's all I meant for him, and my careless mother did not interfere at all. She never asked me if I liked him, not even once. She is the real monster here.

He yearned for me so badly, but he knew that until I don't have a ring on my finger, he can't lend a hand on me. My father was pretty clear about the conditions of our marriage. First, he needed to lend the money for me and, second, to put a ring on my finger to show everyone that I'm already married and no man can go near me.

There are times when I wonder how I managed to escape. Where all that strength that was left in me helped me leave that awful place. Without accidentally bumping into Nicoli, I would be lost, probably forever.

Several days have passed since he released me from the basement. I'm glad he did so. It was only for my own good. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I did something to her.

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I cannot lose her. Not her.

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It was a Sunday morning when I was prepared to talk to her. I gain all the courage for absolutely nothing. Nicoli had been behaving strangely since the first time I saw him in the morning. He wouldn't even talk to me like he did in the past few days.

I just knew something was happening, but I couldn't get a hold of it. What was so important that he couldn't even say hello to me? And then later in the evening, it clicked.

He went into her room, so I was carefully eavesdropping on their conversation. Nicoli left the door slightly open; I could even see her.

Her beautiful smile was not meant for my eyes. Her messy hair in a bun that I love to see on her so much. A wave of rage went through me when I saw her almost naked and he saw her body, which he should never see.

I was ready to walk inside when she put a sweater on herself. I stopped and waited. It pained me to see her with him. I felt betrayed.

I knew he had ulterior motives with her. I just thought he wouldn't do such a thing to me as his friend.

Talia suddenly looked my way and noticed me standing there. Pure horror was in her eyes. She immediately hid behind him. Trying to hide herself as best as she could. She was sucked onto his back, holding on to him for her dear life.

Back in the beginning, I would have been full of joy that she was frightened of me, but now I only feel an ache in my cold, twisted heart.

Why is she making such a face? Terrified face. Face full of horror. I don't want her to look at me like that. It almost felt like something had snapped in my chest. I couldn't endure this absolute helplessness.

I immediately returned to my room, trying to devise a plan to make her forgive me for what I had done. Nothing seems too good in my head. She would never forgive me for such a sin.

This is the first time I questioned my intentions, feeling this way about someone. I cannot let go of her.

Suddenly, I heard the front door open. I looked out the window and saw them walk out of the house towards the car. Talia had her bag with her, which made me instantly follow them.

Is he, without my permission, taking her away and possibly taking her back to the orphanage?

I ran through dark woods far away from my house, somewhere I hadn't been in a long time. It only led to one place, and that was my old house. Far away from any civilization.

When we first ran from our vampire world, we didn't have much with us. Nicoli built this house for us. That's the only thing that comes to mind: why are they going in this direction?

They stopped in front of our old house, as I was assuming. Just two of them were alone in there without even telling me they were going away or asking for permission to leave. I almost wanted to go after Nicoli and kill him.

They entered the room with their bags. I secretly moved closer, but not too close, because Nicoli could smell my scent. In my mind, I imagined the worst scenario possible. I was losing the strength to stay in one place. I wanted to barge inside and stop whatever they were doing, but I was horrified by what I was going to witness.

After an hour, Nicoli left the house, heading somewhere. Leaving Talia all alone was a reckless decision. There are a lot of creatures wandering around this forest. They could easily come inside and do something horrible to her.

I couldn't wait any longer. With my superspeed, I went inside through a back door. Everything looked exactly like we left it here. Memories came back pretty quickly. I briefly smiled as I found my old sketches in my room.

A noise was coming from Nicoli's room. I carefully walked towards the door and opened it. Talia was putting her clothes out of a bag and onto the bed. Her beautiful golden hair was in a messy bun. The sweater that she had on reached her knees, making me look at her legs. The sweater was so large that the right top part of it moved lower on her shoulder. Her beautiful skin was glowing in the moonlight that was shining through a window. The urge to touch her was insane. I silently went inside and closed the door, leaning my back against the door.

"You're back so soon, Nico-" She tried to finish the sentence, but her mouth shut as soon as her eyes landed on me.