Chapter 13

Drake could not express how he should properly react at that moment. Condemned. Anger. Fear. Fury. Guilt. Mourning. Many emotions surged into him as he looked inside their house. Scattered on the floor were the cold lifeless bodies of Drake s sister and mother, while in their living room was his father. Drake was stoned in his place as he saw how his father s eyes turned into red, his canine elongated into fangs, and his nails became longer. He saw with his own eyes how his father transformed into a vampire. In front of his father was a vampire who was wearing a black suit like the ones he saw in Colleen's apartment. Both of them were moving extremely fast as they fought but to Drake s surprise his eyes could actually keep up with their movements. The enemy was continuously attacking his father but his father was blocking every attack with ease until his father took the opportunity to extend his hand in the chest of the enemy. His elongated nails ripped off the vampire s flesh until his hand went through the heart and pulled it out. Flakes of fire mixed into the wind as the enemy of his father died. Drake was taken aback by the scene.He couldn't believe that his father was a vampire. His father was still holding the heart he just pulled out before he placed it closer into his mouth and ate it. Drake could not handle the sight of the disgusting act that he felt his stomach growling, in need to vomit. But he could not keep his eyes off his father which made him vomit right there which continued until she felt a hand on his shoulder, making him look at his back to see Colleen. "Easy," Colleen said. Until there's nothing coming out of his mouth. "Remember the reason why you are here." Colleen reminds him. His father handed him a glass of water, which he swiftly drank to ease his stomach. As soon as he calmed down enough, he turned his eyes back into his father. As he saw, his father was carrying his mother and his sister's lifeless bodies to the couch. "Do you want your sister and mother to resurrect?" The question of his father shocked Drake as he looked at his mother and sister. "What do you mean, Dad?" He asked in confusion. "We can bring them back to life, but your mother will despise us if she turns into a vampire." His father spoke up in contemplation. They are all sitting on the opposite couch where their lifeless mother and sister are lying down. "I'm sure you're here because they found you. Even though I didn't know what had happened to you in the city, I believe your friends were the only ones who saved you. I'm sorry, son. I never thought that they would find you and never in my mind that one day you take a day off from playing piano every night." His father told him about it and even apologized to him.Why couldn't he figure it out?Because he felt his head was in turmoil. Because the truth was scary; to admit that he was a vampire, according to what he witnessed when they arrived and the vampires that followed him to take his life. "You are the Prince of our den. You are going to take over the throne. They wanted to kill you because they didn't want you to take over the throne. It's because you have the blood of a human. " His father explained it to him. "They wanted to kill you before you turned twenty -one. I'm about to visit you before midnight, but this is what I saw when I arrived." His father continued, "Why did they want me to die?" If they can get the throne, why do they need to kill my mother and sister?" He complained about his tears falling from his eyes, saying he couldn't control the tears that were constantly dripping out of his eyes. "You can give the throne to them, but they're still going to kill you. Before you turned twenty..." His father was still finishing when he abruptly rose from his seat and pushed him to his piano, causing his stomach to bump against the edge of the piano.He heard the growling sounds of Brandon and Colleen, as he turned his head towards them. The three were in a row, facing their backs to him. "Play your piano," his father yelled at him when he saw his father's head on him before he saw his father, he started to fight. He immediately sat on the stool in front of his piano and he started pressing the keyboard. At first, it made him press slowly until he started to press it fast, as the melody was quite captivating to hear and he enjoyed pressing it. This is a song he composed when he was eighteen years old. He's too preoccupied with pressing the keys to notice what's going on around him. Until he finished playing it and hard pressed the keyboard as he was done. He heard a round of applause from the three people standing behind him. He turned his head and saw everything in the house was upside down. As the fight was just finished, They're sitting back on the couch, looking at the wall clock in front of them. Because his father told him that when the clock struck twelve, he would finally turn into a vampire and it happened as the big hand and small hand of the clock pointed at once to twelve. His screams echoed inside the corner of the house because of the unbearable pain he felt at the moment. Especially when his fangs come out. He's looking at himself in the mirror that was hanging on the wall. He couldn't believe he'd actually turned into a vampire. From behind his eyes locked on the woman sitting beside his father, he saw when her gaze turned him. Their gazes were locked on each other, and their hearts beat faster when she smiled at him. "You're beautiful." He stated that he had his own thoughts. "Yes, I know." He was aware of what she had said.That made him stunned.