I am Altered

†Excerpt† “Bella are you hurt?” She asked me ignoring the intruders. When she saw that it wasn't that I didn't want to answer rather I couldn't. “Are you kidding me?” She yelled and face palmed herself. “I know you're human but these are weak altereds, they shouldn't be able to have that much control over you!” “You've got some nerve Princess!” The one with girly perfume spoke again, the rest just stood still like statues, not even their excessive clothings moved. He pronounced princess like one would something distasteful as if he had phlegm stuck in his throat. “You must be blind to the fact that you are greatly outnumbered.” “Don't panic, just make sure you're breathing properly I'll get you in a few seconds.” Her sentence erupted laughter from all thirteen of them and one of them made to cut me with an axe. It was a female I could tell, her chest was almost a D cup and her structure was quite curvy. Her eyes gleamed as she gently raised the axe and brought it down. Somehow I found my voice and I screamed once again. What happened next was something I would ponder about for the next few days. As soon as my mouth opened to release the high pitched sound known as screaming, I saw the head of the masked woman with an ax go flying alongside the two persons nearest to her. My scream ended with a whimper for I could not comprehend what had just happened. My eyes hadn't been able to follow it at all, I saw was a flash and heads went flying. Another touched his neck and there were two holes leaking out blood. Blood was pouring on me from where the Missy with an ax head had been. I could hear an inaudible scream slowly emanate from my throat but the sound never made it out. The blood was a dark red, nothing like the bright red I was used to. “Tsk!” Carly said and spat blood. “Just awful. What humans do you people drink blood from? Crackheads?” She was on the stairs and if I didn't see the blood I would have sworn she did not move a muscle. She was still like when she came down the stairs, not one hair was out of place except a few new accessories. The blood on her right hand, I wondered if that had been her weapon. I immediately noticed some burns on her hands and face. The sun, blood. My aunt was a vampire. My eyes widened with realization, the not going out, not eating and why she had to remain on the stairs since they broke through the window and sunlight was streaming in. The fact that her hand could cut through human skin that's if these guys were human. She had called them Altereds. Callidora is a Vampire Princess, she is left with a decision where she has to decide the lives she saves and doesn't. With no other option she is forced to do what she thinks is best. A complete stranger suddenly starts living in her house, her parent acts like everything is okay and pretend they don't see. When strange things starts to happen Bella is forced to voice out her feelings, still nothing changes. Soon things spiral out of control and all she could do to keep sane is act like it is nothing out of the ordinary. †**†**†**†**†**†**†**†**†**†**†**†**†**†** Disclaimer The above picture isn't mine, all credit goes to the owner.

Gina_Stanley · Fantasy

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108 Chs

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Chapter Nine

I heard the door close with a low click, I sighed. I was tired, my stomach wanted to remind me we skipped lunch because it chose that moment to growl, loudly. I ran my hands through my hair as I stood thinking. I had a choice; the living room or my bedroom. I chose without second-guessing.

I walked to my bedroom once again. I unconsciously slowed just as I reached Carly's door, looked at it, and wondered if I should go ask my questions now but I decided I would do that after eating, I was starving.

My brown door looked very inviting as did my bed. I didn't think about it, I threw myself on it. I laid on the bed and kept my gaze on the ceiling absently counting the roses. Halfway through it, I heard my dad come into the house. I jumped out of bed and out the door.

"Welcome, daddy!" I took the box of pizza from him, it was an extra-large one and it still felt very warm. At least I didn't have to worry about microwaving it. I smiled in excitement, with the way I was starving I could at least eat half of the pizza.

"Hi, pumpkin." His grin melted my heart. "Won't you give your old man a hug?"

"Sorry, dad." I carefully placed the pizza on a nearby table before putting my arms around him. The last thing I wanted was ruining the pizza.

"Where's your mum?" He asked once I broke the hug.

"In your bedroom, she said something about a shower." I picked the pizza from the table, tempted to open it but I knew I would be able to stop myself.

"Is that so? Let me get undressed then we'll eat dinner."

"I will set the table," I replied to his back for he was already heading to their bedroom. I turned on my heel and made my way to the kitchen.

I brought out three medium-sized ceramics plates, if I hadn't witnessed the incident from today I might have brought out four but I know now why. I wonder if my parents knew. I didn't want to think about that, it was stressing me in more ways than I could comprehend.

By the time my parents made it out to the dining table I was already halfway done with my first slice of pizza. I grinned awkwardly at them.

"Somebody obviously couldn't wait." My mum said as she took the seat behind me.

"I'm sorry, I skipped lunch so I'm like famished and you guys were just taking too long." I managed to say with a full mouth, I did love pepperoni pizzas.

"How's it?"

"Absolutely lovely, I can tell you got it from my favorite place even without checking the box."

"Well, I didn't want you complaining about how the pizza tasted weird and about the pepperoni being uncooked." We all laughed at his remark, it was true.

The one time he had bought pizza elsewhere nobody had a good meal. I kept complaining about this and about that. The worst part was every time I swallowed I drank water. It tasted awful to me and my parents kept on apologizing, especially my dad after he had been the one to buy it.

I was living the meal, I smacked my lips fully savor the taste. Done with the first slice, I immediately went after the second one and that was when the vampire princess flew into the kitchen. I said flew cause that's what I saw. One minute I was enjoying pizza with my family another minute there was a freakin vampire in my face.

"The hell!" I yelped, almost spitting in her eyes.

"Come with me." When I didn't move a muscle she added, "Now!"

"Are you kidding me? I'm eating, when I am done." I replied, turning my head away from her. I planned to ignore her. After all who the hell did she was ordering me around. Just because my parents did as she said and didn't say didn't mean I had to obey her.

"Nah, no time." She took my hand and pulled me off the chair like I weighed nothing.

"The actual fuck!"

"Bella sweetheart, no swear word allowed in the house." My mum scolded.

I turned my head with so much force I was certain something snapped with eyes blazing. I half-shouted. "Are you guys blind? I am being manhandled here and your worry is the words I use."

"Calm down sweetheart I simply meant…"

"I don't care what you meant, ever since she stepped into this house you guys have been letting her do as she pleases. She's a fucking vampire, do you know how my day went I was attacked because of her…" My mum looked hurt at my words but I didn't care then I was hurt, angry and mad at my parents and I would have kept talking if Carly hadn't interrupted.

"They are coming?"

The fuck does that even mean but my mum's reaction showed it meant something, she still looked shocked at the fact that I had been attacked her face worsen if more when Carly spoke. She turned to look at me, her face very grave.

"Bella sweetheart, I am sorry but please listen to your Aunt for our sake go with her."

I frowned intensely and turned to my dad for help, his expression was even worse. I bent my head, my grip on the pizza was strong. I was surprised I hadn't let go. I must be that hungry. I relaxed and the vampire pulled me. As we left the kitchen, I saw my mum quickly park up the plates I had just used. Who were the supposed they coming?

She pushed open my door and pushed me into it. Opening my closet she shoved me in. "Would you quit manhandling me?" I rolled my eyes at her as much as I could but I was certain it looked like my eyes were having a fit.

She glared at me and said, "Don't move, don't speak and I am serious we could all die from one false move from you. Well not all of us but your parents would."

My eyes widened and I said the first word that came to my lips, "You bitch!" I couldn't believe I had just said that but her reaction made me feel worse, she smirked. Even if it was an attempt to get me to stay she had no right to say something like that. At that moment I hated her.

She picked my blanket and duvet off the bed and used it to cover me as I sat down in the closet. I protected my pizza so it would smear against my favorite company and obviously the only ones I would have in the closet.

"You hate me don't you," she said when she was done with her job. "If you're good I might explain everything."

I ignored her, I was covered from head to toe, not even a bit of light managed to sip into the room I was in. I wanted to ask why but I didn't want to have a conversation with her after what she had said about my parents. I wasn't stupid I know how I had felt earlier today, if staying in the closet and covering myself up would keep my parents safe- I didn't care what happened the bitch -I would stay as long as I need to.

There was silence for about a couple of seconds until I heard the closet close followed by the open and close of my bedroom door. I relaxed against the wall and took a bite of the pizza, I needed some sort of comfort and pizza was just perfect. That was when I realized how hot I was feeling. My eyes widen. I hoped I won't have to stay here for more than a few minutes. I won't survive.

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