Deadly Love

Chapter 8, Bad News for the Girl

Chapter 8: Bad News for the Girl

An hour later

Alex's PoV

Rubbing the sweat off my palms I walked quietly into my dad's room, he was sleeping on the couch.

To make sure what happened this morning was real I was going to look in his bag. Taking a deep breath I slowly unzipped the zipper and peered into the suitcase.

I sharply inhaled and my eyes widened as I stared at the multitude of weapons. Pistols, shotguns, a few knives, how the fuck did he get all of these and bring them on the four hour train ride?

As I zipped the suitcase back up I heard footsteps.

Turning quickly I watched the door open and my father stepped into the room.

As our eyes met each other we both froze, "What are you doing." A statement, it would have been better if he yelled but his voice was soft... and dangerous.

"I-I was just looking to, to see if I had tidied up everything." Internally I cussed, knowing my stutter had given me away.

"You lie. Give me my bag son. I need to-" He rose his eyebrow and smirked,"collect some blood."

"Dad why are you acting so weird. Did you have a nightmare?" I was trembling, my father had never had this effect on me- no one had.

"No son. Now step away from the suitcase. Let me grab my tools."

"Dad listen to me, Marie doesn't need blood taken. She said you guys had enough, please dad just don't go." My words rushed out.

"Give me my fucking bag son, I'm tired of asking. Listen closely. We have enough blood," He spat out his words, "the Faerfolke are evil, they carry diseases. We have to kill her."

"Dad please, please don't hurt her she isn't sick." I could feel tears going down my cheeks.

He grabbed my shoulders and shoved me onto the bed. Reaching into his suitcase he grabbed a shotgun.

Before I could stand up he was gone.
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Ayyyeeee
Sorry if it's been boring up to now, but Chapter 13, oooh that'll hurt.
Umm, yeah that's it. Please comment/vote I really appreciate it.
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~Archer