Living in Hell

Living in hell was my first thought of it all, really. To be killed with such an empty reason of jealousy and hatred from my own family then to be reincarnated from which I thought was too absurd to even be in the slightest possibility, only to be in a family of hypocrisy and greed, worse of all is to live in a world of vampires.

The last thing I remember from my life was the face of my cousin, a year older than me, all twisted with rage as he smiled with such ecstasy of stabbing me repeatedly. 'What a pain'

I woke up in a forest feeling extreme fatigue and hunger. I lay on the cold, wet and uncomfortable ground of the dark and abundant wild forest. The ray of the burning sunlight struck my eyes. I narrowed my eyes as they become accustomed to the light and so were my other senses. I groaned.

I stood up on much weak wobbly feet that I stumbled onto a nearby tree, my hand gripped on the rough surface of the trunk of the tree for support and leaned onto it. I inspected myself and cringed at my current state. I am wearing a black dress with sleeves covered in dirt and blood. Now that I realized it, my wrist was cut with a knife lying on the ground where I lay tainted with my dried blood. Various scratches and bruises were exposed to my porcelain white skin. My stench of mud, sweat, blood and god knows what irritated my nose that I sneezed. That was when I heard it, a distinct but subtle sound of rushing water. My senses heightened at the thought of finally drinking fresh water and cleansing my body.

Despite of my unfocused vision and unsteady feet, I struggled to be on two feet as I desperately follow the sound of water. I swatted a bush of wild grass and finally saw heaven. A river carves a spectacular gorge through the high limestone plateau; the river is crystalline clear that the sunlight reflected on it making it look like it was glistening. I nearly fell into the river when I run or rather limped, towards the river. When I reached the side of the river, my legs finally gave out as I bent for a hand full of fresh water. I drank it hastily sighing in relief as I bent for another one and another until I was full, my hunger all forgotten.

I managed to stand up and peeled off my black dress and boots as I immediately soaked myself in the water. It was cold and refreshing for a hot afternoon like this. I washed myself off my blood and closely inspected my body. My pale translucent skin glistened with beads of water running down my body washing away mud that was practically etched on my skin. My figure is rather pleasing to look at, my cleavage hides two valley of breast as my nipples peaked to the breeze of the river then traveling down to a slim waist that has further thinned due to days of unrest days of starvation and dehydration then to a wide hips complementing my buttocks and marveling down my long legs. A few noticeable scars are present to what I thought as years old scars due to falling down trees and usual childhood mishaps of adventures. She looked down on the clear water to her reflection; her hair a messy wave of black curls that was augmented just above her waist which frames her attractive face further enhanced by those eccentrically alluring orbs of eyes and pert retroussè nose. Memories of Adeline Luxter flashed through my mind as I understood her torment and distress. She is the first and only daughter of a mistress of her father. She was taken in since her mother died of sickness when she was six years of age, and as early as six years old did she withstood with rejection from her own father and his family, did she shared the humiliation and abuse they inflicted on her mother and six years of age did she had to be mature on such an early age. She endured the disgusted looks and audible intimation to abusive epithets from both family and strangers. Her father is agreeably the most successful Duke of the West since he has much money, showed adequate amicable behavior to convince the public and has adjoined with the Vampire lineage. Truly so that he's successful and wealth and is an avaricious hypocrite and a total ass. Truth be told, there is no actuality of a kind man to achieve such rank without the evil inside one already ruling his heart. No one in actuality manage money without greed, no one can face fame without being a conceited fool and no one can raise a family without being a little too preoccupied with what you have in image for your fame.

The same goes with his wife and children, they look down on people they are of par with, the look down on people with greater potential than they are and they look up only to themselves. When faced with admittedly inferior fellows will they permit to harm and kill but only when faced with fear and peril of the unchallenged immortal will they scurry away like horrified house cats.

Being to live through all that, she still held her head high and hoped for the best but one day, when she was going through the things of her mother, she came to see a letter sent from her father to her mother. It was the recent week from which they had known of her pregnancy, she figured, her mother was still in her hometown based on the letter's home address and time. Karl, her father, demanded to kill the child and that he has no use of an unwanted child. He blamed her mother for bearing a child without his permission and that it was 'truly regrettable, if only you were barren I could have visited you all night and day'.

I found another letter saying his intent to kill the child himself if her mother intends to bore a calamity for his family.

That made Adeline confront her father in his room and received a slap right across the face with a threat to kill her if she so much as mention 'that whore'. She was at the edge of her limits, she reached for the knife placed inside its sheath that was hanging from the wall and pointed it at him shouting at him. The sound of his quivering voice made her throw her knife down on the floor and instead threw a punch right across his face, that was when the guards breached through the oak door and took hold of her. They followed the high-pitched command of their duke to throw her out in the woods and feed her to the wolves. Fortunately, the knight which took her to the woods had shown mercy on her knowing all the hardships she's been through and only left her, leaving with a pitiful gaze.