Well, if I was wanted dead so bad then maybe I would let them. Once Sebastian went to sleep, I snuck out. I began to walk, my destination: my mothers house. If she wanted me dead, how about she does it herself. She wants to be a lowlife to the point of having her own child killed, then she was worth nothing. I wonder how my father will react to finding out my mother wanted me dead. When I got to the house, I knocked on the door, hoping my dad would answer. As the door slowly opened, my heart began to beat fast. Then I saw my dad, I gave him a big hug.
"Oh sweetheart it's great to see your alive," he hugged me.
"Dad I have something to tell you."
"No. I can't. But your going to love this. Mom had a hit man hired to kill me."
"She did what!?" He yelled in anger.
He called my mother over and he started to yell at her, she looked at me and gave me a evil stare. I knew she would do something cold hearted.
"Call off this god damn hit NOW!" He yelled.
"I can't," she smiled.
"Why the hell not? And why the hell are you smiling?"
"This hit cause me $1,000,000 that came out of your bank account."
"You bitch! Now call it off!"
"I can call it off but it will cost you $2,000,000." She was still smiling.
"Get out!" He yelled.
"I need my stuff."
"No, get out now."
She got mad and stormed off. He offered me to move back in with him, but I had to deny. Then I told him about Sebastian and my situation. He assured me that he would help me in anyway he could.
"I'm going to put this house up for sale."
"Why?" I asked.
"It's to dangerous. Your mother may come after me too."
"Come live with us until you can find a house. But there is uh one thing I need to tell you about."
"What is it sweetie?"
"Dad," I froze for a second. "Sebastian is a- uh- a,"
"A what?" He interrupted.
He went inside and got all of his stuff and we drove out to Sebastian's. When I got there I explained everything to Sebastian, who had managed to wake up and had been waiting for me. He seemed mad at me for leaving, but when he saw my father he stopped and went pale. My father did the exact same thing. I noticed something was wrong, very very wrong.
"Sebastian? Dad? What is going on? What's wrong?" I looked confused.
"He can't stay here," Sebastian pointed at my father.
"And why not?" I was a little furious.
"Because, he is a hunter."
"His family has been killing my family members for years! He is not welcome here, end of story."
"Dad," I looked at him, "Is this true?"
"I'm afraid so." He looked down, "but I've never killed anyone."
"Dad please. Just promise you won't kill him. If you do kill him, you kill both of us."
"We are mated."
"He bit you?" He seemed furious now.
"No not yet, but we are still mated."
"Fine baby, I promise not to kill that thing you call a boyfriend."
"Dad you can sleep in the guest room good night. Now go."
My father's ancestors were the ones killing Sebastian's family? Why? I really didn't trust my dad now. Sebastian and I went upstairs and I locked the door behind us. We laid down, and Sebastian went back to sleep. I laid wide awake all night because of fear. Fearing that my father would kill Sebastian, the one I love, and possibly me.