Lost in the Shadows...

Camille Horan, not knowing what her life is about, is faced with a tough challenge. She realizes her true background, but is crushed to find out the what her family really is. There's nowhere to go...before the vampires get her.
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18. Chapter 16

I ran so fast, my mind couldn't keep up with my feet!

All I kept thinking was 'Dad! Dad! Dad!'

I ran down the stairs to the double doors leading to the dining room, and hastily pushed them open.

I gasped. There he was! My father sat at the end of the table, wrapping his wound, and I couldn't take it any longer!

"Dad!" I screamed. "Daddy!"

Niall looked up, and a big smile grew on his face. "Camille!"

We both started running towards each other, almost as in slow motion.

I quickly wrapped my arms around him, and squeezed. "Dad, I-I missed you! I-I thought you-" I was choking on my tears.

Niall pulled away, and looked at me, using his finger to wipe my tears away. "Oh, Camille! I missed you too!"

I examined my father. Multiple bruises covered his face, and I began to sob. "Dad...what did Liam do to you?"

"Don't worry about it...All I'm worried about is if you're okay?" Dad have asked, half stated.

It was a good question. Was I okay? Yes, now that my dad was here.

Just then, Harry walked into the room. "Welcome back, brother!" he said, patting Niall's back.

"Nice to see you again...after all these years. How's Arabella?"

"Too much like me..." Harry chuckled. "Now, where's Louis?"

Niall looked down at the floor. "I-I..."

"Where is he?" I asked, suddenly worried.

"He saved me...he sacrificed himself for me...I,"

"What are you saying?" Harry yelled.

Niall's blue eyes looked into his. "He's dead..."



"What?" Harry screamed, throwing his hands in the air.

"It's true! I got out and looked behind me, and he was gone...I couldn't afford to stop running!" Niall said.

Uncle Louis was dead...dead! I sat down, in utter bewilderment. I hardly knew him, but when he did pop in for surprise visits, they were always worth remembering.

I wanted to cry, but no tears came. I guess I'm kind of used to losing someone by now. I know it sounds horrible, but I don't see why I should cry. So I sat there, mourning him silently, while Harry completely lost his mind as he started to throw things every which way.

"Calm down!" Niall was screaming.

Harry suddenly stopped dead in his tracks and ran upstairs. We didn't see him for the rest of the day.


I sat there, thinking of the very few memories I had of Louis. Niall scooted a chair out and sat beside me.

After a few minutes of silence, he spoke. "I should've done something..."

I looked up at him. "No, dad," I touched his hand, "It wasn't your fault."

"It's just...all I could think about was you...and how much I wanted to see you..."

"I know..." was all I could say.. I didn't know what to say. Then I asked him what happened.

"Well, Liam and his lads kidnapped me and tortured me..."

"What?" I said, raising my voice. "How could he do that? You and the gang used to be best friends! Why would he hurt you?"

"I don't know, but Camille, don't worry about it...ok? I assume he hurt you somehow too, and you were lucky enough to escape." Niall said.

It was the perfect opportunity to tell him about Aaron...but I couldn't.

"Yea...well, I need to eat, and you need to rest so, see you later, dad." and with that, I got up, kissed his forehead, and walked away.

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