Chapter 1

Today being a Saturday and nothing to do, I decided to sleep in. But before we go in to details, let me tell you a few things about myself. As you might have known, my name is Isabella Dahlia Anderson but I popularly go by the name bells or bella depending on which my friends decides to call me. My mother on the other hand calls me dahlia.

Since I was a little girl, my mother as always told me stories about mythical beings, werewolf, vampires and others which I always love listening to and sometimes imagine myself as one but one thing my mother failed to tell me was that I myself was a vampire not until about my sixteenth birthday. I always thought I was adopted because unlike my mom and dad, I never had the urge or cravings to drink blood. Growing up, her and my father always had several arguments which mostly consist of my father blaming my mom on how she's raising me. Both my parents are vampires, but my mom has always had a soft spot for humans which by the way my father disagrees with. My mother and I would always go out to the city during the day and watch the activities of the humans and sometimes go shopping, getting our nails done and all other girly things you would do with your mom. I know what you must be thinking and to answer your question, no the sun does not burn our skin like the movies says but instead it just causes some kind of irritation on our skin which is why we prefer going out at night.

One night during one of their constant arguments which was way heated than the usual ones they had, my father left home angrily and never came back. I remember hearing my mother crying all night waiting for him to come back but he never did. He left without saying a goodbye and that leaves me to be the only child of my parents. Most times, I always feel sad because if it weren't for me, both my mom and dad would still be together and would not have to worry about how I'm being raised. After sleepless nights of drinking and crying waiting for him to come back home, he never did. My mom then decided that it was best for us to move to the city since she loved it there so much and everywhere reminded her of the time they spent together and so we did.

And that brings us to the present day. Hearing my mom shouting my name " dahlia will you get your ass off that bed and come downstairs we have some cleaning to do". Arrrgghh, my mom is one hell of a neat freak she always makes me do all the work!

"mom but today is a saturday we can always do the cleaning later". " you'd better get your body down here young lady before I come upstairs and drag you out myself " mom said. Alright alright, I'm coming.

Good morning mom, I said. "good morning my darling, slept well"? Yes ma, I did until you started shouting for me to come downstairs... "young woman, that's not the way to talk to your mother" . alright alright, I'm sorry. So, where's what I have to help you clean or no let me rephrase that, where am I to clean? Actually, I just wanted to talk to you about something since you turned 16 a few days ago, mom said. Mom! And this couldn't wait? "No my darling, it cannot...it's really important. Please sit". Okay mom, I'm listening.

"you remember when you was younger your dad and I always got into arguments about how I raised you, which I did a great job at by the way". I laughed and said "yes mom, I remember and I also remembered he left us without even saying a goodbye, sighs. "I'm sorry my love", it's okay mom, I understand. Is that what you wanted to say ma? "Aheem, no but it has something to do with it." okay, please go on, I'm listening. Before my moms could talk, I noticed she was nervous and trust me, my mom is never nervous. Seeing her nervous now is making me nervous. So, before she could say anything, I decided to ask a few questions which in fact I had always wanted to ask but because of work and school, I had been postponing it. And besides, I have been noticing some changes in myself since the last few days which I also wanted to talk to her about and before she could say anything, I jumped in.

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Author's note

I'm sorry this chapter is a little short, please bear with me. I hope you like the first chapter. Please don't hesitate to correct me if you see any grammatical errors or blunders, I'd be extremely grateful.

Your honest opinions and comments will be really appreciated and will mean a lot to me.

... What questions do you think she has her mom and what do you think her mom is about to say to her!?

So excited to see you guys in the next chapter! Adiós! ❤❤