Divergent between Alpha and Vampire

Airlea"

Heaven was showering the earth with meteorites. The sky was dark gray, it's exactly midnight and all you could see was a tiny fire that lit up the sky. It's very beautiful as it shimmers in the sky. But when it started the flash sprinkling it into the surface, everything burned.

And just a matter of time you can hear the howl came from one of the houses that questioningly burned. Even if it wasn't hit by meteorites…

The suffering of the people inside the house was terrifying and if you heard it, it was sure that you bristled in fear.

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It was my 16th birthday but instead of being happy because it's my day, I couldn't even smile.

Every birthday and every single day of my life I couldn't remember if I smiled genuinely. Because ever since my parents died when I was born, I've been blamed by my whole family.

They said I'm the reason why they died.

From the day I was born our entire house was burned. It was because of the meteorite, that I've heard from the other people but my own family, they believe that it was my fault.

That was because of my half older sister. She proclaimed that she saw me blow out fire from my mouth from the time that I opened my mouth to cry. She was only three years old the day of the accident but she was continually telling that story. Over and over again.

The midwife who assists my mother to let me out of this unfair world throws me in the bed. And according to my half-sister, our house got burned when the midwife ran everywhere because her body was burning uncontrollably.

How did I and my sister survive? I don't know, My sister doesn't have any explanation about that.

For over 16 years I memorized my sister's story. Because she repeatedly tells me that, and to all of her friends.

And that was the reason why all the people think that I'm a freak and have been bullied. Sometimes I have been hoping that was true so I can avenge and defend myself from any harm that I am undergoing in my life. 

“Why are you still laying on the bed bitch” my sister screamed from the outside of my room. She can even get inside, why? Because I was staying inside the basement.

It's dirty, smelly, and has a lot of insects and rats running everywhere.

I get used to it, because yeah, I don't have a choice.

Since my parents died, our financial problems have been worse. And my grandparents blamed me for that. That's why I pay them by being a servant of my own family.

Luckily they still let me go to school and at night, I went to my part-time job in the club nearby as a dishwasher because I'm still underage and I couldn't be seen outside.

I was about to stand up when my grandmother got inside my room… It was strange because this is the first time that she went inside the basement. As I remember.

She tosses me a dress and said “take a bath and wear that you would be going to your new job”

After that my grandmother walked out showing me how disgusted she is with me and left me dumbfounded. What is the meaning of the new job that she was referring to?

After a moment I keep on standing in the middle of my room and still haven't understood what is happening. But when my sisters shout “bitch you have to move faster your new employer was waiting for you”

“Huh?”

“This is not the right time for your foolishness Lea”

My sister said and the way she pronounced my name you can feel anger and mixing hatred on it.

“I hope this time you will never come back…”

I go swallowed hard before I take a bath and like what grandma said I wear a sandy dress even if I'm not comfortable because it's extremely short.

I remember this was my sister's dress. It's really short when I see her wearing it but I'm taller than her so the dress looks even shorter. And the way it fits my body I feel like I'm a whore. But I need to wear it if I don't want to be beaten by my grandparents again. My bruises from their previous whip on me still hurt and I do have a lot of wounds already and there still no space for another one.

I slowly walk out of my room. And when I reached our living room I saw my grandfather talking to a man. There were two strangers. The other one was at the door and they both looked like mob members from their beard to their dirty clothes.

“oh she's here, Lea come here, I would like you to meet them they would bring you to your new employer” 

My grandfather said and I can see that he was holding a thick layer of dollars in his hands.

Is he selling me to these hoodlums? I was starting to step backward but my grandfather grabbed my wrist and pulled me and when the hoodlum already grabbed my hand he forced me to walk in the door.

“grandpa please I don't want to come with them!” I shout pleading. But it seems like they couldn't hear me.

“consider this a payment for what you did to my son and after this, we would never ask you anything”

My grandmother said and they turned their heels on me. My tears fall while I keep on struggling but the other guy helps to slip me through the car. Technically they pushed me.

And when they succeeded all they could do was cry.

“stop crying little pussy you will like your new home I promise.”

The guy one said and then they laugh like a demon.

The car moved and I was still crying and I tried to open the car door but it was locked automatically.

“Please let me go…”

I plead, while still crying, but they keep on laughing and never pay attention to me.

Never in a million ways that I thought my family would think to sell me. I'm still their family, right? Despite what happened? I'm still their family…

Maybe I'm the only one who thought about that...