The Hybrid Girl

Samantha Klett always thought she was normal. But then she sees her dad killed by a vampire. Her best friend, Tom Kirkwood keeps her alive and saves her. Tom has been keeping a secret from Samantha his entire life but now she will find out what that secret is. Her real father, Virion, now knows that he has a daughter and he will find her and do whatever it takes to get her on his side. And so will every supernatural. Now she has to do whatever it takes to not get killed and save everyone from Virion's wrath. How will she keep everyone safe?

Copyright notice. © 2015 by Twinsrule99 All rights reserved


3. Chapter 3 The Funeral

~~Sam's POV (It will always be Sam's POV. I will say if it is someone else's)

2 days later

Today is the day of the funeral, I thought while I was getting dressed. I breathed out and finished putting my dress on. I looked up in the mirror. I see a girl who has curly brown hair that is all over the place. I look into her eyes and see someone who is hurting. She looks tired and sad. I glance at my bed and grab my hairbrush. I slowly get the tangles out.

Someone clears there throat. I look in the mirror and see that Tom is at the door. He comes over and puts his arms around me. I relax into him. "We going to be leaving in a couple of minutes." Tom whispered.

I swallowed and said," Ok."

Tom laid his head on my shoulder and sniffed my shoulder. I raised my eyebrows even though I knew he couldn't see me. "Did you just sniff me?"

I can feel the heat of Tom's cheeks on my shoulder. "Yeah. You smell really good."

I snorted. Someone knocked on the door and I looked through the mirror. Mom was standing at the door smiling sadly at us. "It's time."

I breathed out and Tom let go of me so he could hold my hand. Mom went back downstairs and we followed her begrudgingly. We all hopped into the car.

All the way to the funeral home I couldn't help but think that none of this should be happening. It's not supposed to happen like this. Dad should still be alive and he shouldn't die until he is really old and ready to leave. I felt someone wipe away some tears and knew it was Tom right away. Mom parked the car in the front and turned it off. We all just sat there until mom cleared her throat and said," We better get inside."

We got out and headed to the door. A young woman opened the door as we got to it. She smiled at us and said," Hello! My name is Olive Fellows. How are you guys?"

Mom replied by saying," The best we can be, as you can imagine."

Olive moved out of the way and we all followed her into the room were the casket is.

 I'm too afraid to go up to the casket. It will make it so much more real. I don't want this to be happening. I want to go back in time or wake up just so this won't be happening. So I can tell my dad I love him, hug him, and give him a big kiss on the cheek. So I can just talk to him.

I need my dad. He is the most important person in the entire world to me.

Mom walks up to the casket. They have it closed, probably because nobody wants to see the vampire marks on his throat. I closed my eyes. Vampire marks. That means vampires are real. She had teeth that looked just like a vampires teeth would be. And there were wolves there. Were they werewolves? How would they even know that my dad was in trouble? I started to shake.

"Sam are you alright?" Tom asked me worriedly.

"No. I just.....Vampires are real. And there were wolves....." I whispered.

"Shh. Hey, it's alright, ok? We'll talk about this later. Don't think about that right now." Tom said while he puts him arms around me.

I nodded my head and my body slowly stopped shaking.

I breathed out and started to walk forward. We went passed all of the aisles and sat down in the front. My mom was walking around talking to some family members that just arrived. Their were all kinds plants and flowers around the brown casket.

Just looking at the casket made me want to cry. "Where's Ty (Tom's older brother) and Brittany (Tom's little sister)?" I asked quietly.

"They are right over there by your mom," Tom said and pointed towards them.

Ty saw me looking at them and came over with Brittany holding onto his hand tightly. Brittany was crying. Tear stains are on her face. She ran to me and sat on my lap. I held on to her tightly and rubbed her back.

An hour later

It was finally 10:00 so the funeral started. Everybody sat down and the priest went up to the podium. "Everybody is here today because a wonderful man has died. George Klett was a wonderful man and he didn't deserve to die so soon," the priest says.

"We will now play some songs that the family has chosen for this funeral," the priest continued. The first song that played is Live like we're dying by Tim Mcgraw. I smiled while listening to it. This is one of dad's favorite songs. I can't remember the songs after that. I was too busy thinking that a woman sitting in the back looked familiar. I squinted my eyes at her and finally realized who she was. She looked so different without makeup on.

I felt rage flow through me and I ran towards her. When I got to the back she was gone. Tom came up behind me and grabbed my arms. "Sam what's wrong?"

Everybody was quiet and looking at me. I was shaking and I couldn't breath.

"I can't breathe. I need air." I said desperately.

Tom dragged me out of the room and towards the door. We finally got outside. All of a sudden all of my energy drained out of me. I would have fallen to the ground if Tom hadn't of caught me. Tom pulled me to him and held onto me tighter.

"What happened back there?" Tom asked.

"She was there, Tommy. I saw her." I grabbed onto his shirt. "She was here."

"Who was here?"

I looked up at him. "The vampire. She was f*cking here." I felt rage consume me.

"Hey! Ok, calm down. She's not here any more." Tom said quickly.

"Calm down." I yelled angrily. "She was here." I whispered, feeling like I was going to break.

Tom held me to him tighter. I felt myself break when he pulled me closer. I started to cry, and once I started it was like I couldn't stop.

After a couple of minutes people started to leave. Everyone looked at Tom and I but I'm guessing they know I want to be left alone because they just went to their cars. Mom came over to us and said," Were going to the cemetery now."

"Ok," I said hoarsely.

 We followed mom to a black limo on the side of the church and got in. I laid my head on Tom's shoulder and just smelled him. I could already feel my self calming down. "Are you sniffing me?" Tom asked amused.

I blushed and said," Maybe. You smell really good."

"Well I would hope I smell good. I just got some new cologne." Tom said amusingly.

I rolled my eyes and said," You should keep buying this cologne."

"Yeah, ok. I'll just buy cologne for you." Tom said sarcastically. I rolled my eyes. I know he will keep buying that cologne now. I listened to his heartbeat and relaxed against him. For some reason if I can hear someone's heartbeat then it just relaxes me and helps me fall asleep.

I slowly fell asleep listening to Tom's heartbeat.

20 minutes later                     

Someone was shaking me. I was awake but I couldn't open my eyes. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Tom over me. "We're at the cemetery." Tom said.

I groaned and sat up straight. "Ok. Let's get this over with."

I looked around and notice that we are the only ones still in the limo. Tom opened the door and held my hand so I could get out. It is not easy getting out of a car with a dress on. Tom smiled at my struggles so I blew a raspberry at him.

I finally made it out of the limo without flashing anybody. We walked hand in hand to the chairs under the cabana. We found mom and sat down by her.

Soon everybody was there standing and sitting. The priest said some more words, but I didn't pay attention. I just stared at the coffin. The priest stopped talking and I looked up at him. Mom put a   blue lilac on the coffin and I got up to do the same. Mom and I decided that we would be the only ones that put flowers on the coffin.

We both stood there for a couple of seconds staring at the coffin, holding hands. Mom breathed out and we pulled back. Tom grabbed my hand again and mom stood by us. The coffin slowly lowered down into the hole. Tears ran down my face. It felt like I was saying goodbye. I didn't want to say goodbye. I want this all to be a nightmare. I want to wake up.


Hey everyone. Sorry if I didn't describe the funeral very well. I don't really don't like funerals because it just makes you want to cry and makes you sad. Constructive Criticism is appreciated. I want to become a better author. :) Please vote, comment, and follow me of you like.

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