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Harsh New

I S A B E L L A

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acrazy, psychopathic, hot, disturbing, sex-crazed guy, he was undoubtedly stupid. After all that talk about the devil and me being his, he expected me to believe him. I pretended to, pissing him off didn't sound like too good of a plan and that's just what might happen if I'd disregard the things he said.

He clothed me, gave me access to a bath, and went as far as to leave me alone. I'd say I'm an amazing actor honestly, I should win an Oscar after this performance. The headline would read "Girl gets abducted, fakes her captor into letting her go free!" I can already imagine all the paparazzi.

Being overly optimistic is how I cope with things. I'm borderline ready to break down but, if I don't take advantage of the chance I have to escape... I might never get to see home again.

Better now than never right?

I waited a while after he left before sneaking out of the room. If he was any smart, he'd have locked me in but, he didn't. He kept the door open.

The rest of the house was just as dark if not darker than the room he had me in. So I was surprised, to say the least when I got outside and the sun was out and shining. I squinted my eyes as the rays beat against my face.

The house looked huge from the outside and there was almost nothing surrounding it but trees.

I'm practically in the middle of nowhere.

He's definitely some serial killer or something. I followed down a long road and there wasn't a soul in sight for miles. I was starting to grow tired and even though I was walking in the scalding sun, my body was shuddering from cold.

To my luck, a cab passed by along the way and I rode the rest of the way back into the city.

I nearly tripped over my steps running up to my house. I ran up to my room and collapsed on top of my bed. I changed out of the clothes he'd put me in and slipped on an outfit that I was more comfortable in. The relief I felt was unmatched. I stood up from my bp

I frowned and sat up in realization, my room looked a bit different from how I remembered leaving it. I jumped up as I heard a scream and my eyes widened. My mom was standing in the doorway, and she looked horrified.

"Mom..." I looked away from her in shame and fidgeted with my hands. Tears pooled up in my eyes and I bit down on my lip- my mind was searching for an excuse to give her but, I knew there wasn't one.

"I'm sorry, " I said, looking up at her. "I snuck out and went to the club with Juls... I didn't want to go but I- I did anyway. She didn't want to go alone and... There wasn't his guy and I g-got hurt and he kidnapped me-"

"Who the hell are you?! Are you one of Tessa's friends?" She asked, cutting me off.

"Tessa? Who's Tessa? It's me, mom."

"Get out of my house, or I'll call the cops!"

I blinked at her and a nervous laugh escaped my lips. "Y-You're kicking me out? Haha, for a second I thought you were serious-"

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" She screamed, louder this time. Was she not kidding?

I got up and hesitantly went downstairs. She followed behind me hurling insults out at me and pushed me out of the front door, pointing her finger at me,

"Don't you ever...come back here." She said.

Tears formed in my eyes and I frowned, "What mom? What are you talking about? I-It's me, mom. It's Isabella...Isabee? D-don't you remember me?"

Her facial expression softened and she covered her mouth with her hand. For a second, I thought she was going to tell me to come back in but she didn't.

"I'm not your mother, " she said, her tone low. "I only have one daughter and her name is Tessa. I don't know who you are, I'm sorry. Please leave before I call the police-"

"No..." I said sobbing, "I'm your daughter! Please, mom! I'm sorry for sneaking out last night and not telling you okay? I-I won't do it again, just please, c-can you s-stop joking already?"

She stood there awkwardly as I sobbed on the porch. There's no way that dude was telling the truth. There's no way... My eyes widened as I heard his voice behind me.

"I'm so sorry about this ma'am. She just recently lost her mother, and she has a very hard time coping with it, as you can see. You look exactly like her so she's confused. I hope you understand..."

"Oh my god." I heard my mom gasp, "That's terrible, I had no idea, she gave me quite the shock, appearing in my daughter's bedroom like that."

I felt Cole's arms wrap around me as he picked me up, "Tsk, tsk Isabella what did I tell you?" He murmured, stroking my cheek, "Who knows what could have happened if you ran away elsewhere?"

Is that a threat...?

"Yes...Well, we'll take our leave now. Apologies again for the trouble."

"Okay..." My mom said, watching us leave. I looked back at her as she closed the door and tears streamed down my face.

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Cole sat me down in the backseat of his car before sitting next to me and telling the driver to go.

"I thought I told you that she wouldn't remember you?" He said, sighing. He tried placing his hand on my shoulder but I swatted his hand away.

"Don't touch me."

"Ah...I should've seen this coming."

"You should've just let me die," I muttered, trying to stop myself from crying.

"Honestly I would've." He said in a matter-of-fact voice.

I looked up at him and frowned and he chuckled, "Don't get me wrong okay? I don't just go around resurrecting random humans. It's taboo in my world. The dead are meant to stay resting."

"Then why..."

"Because you're special," he said. "You should be thanking me honestly, you get to have eternal life."

I slapped him and slapped him again, "You think I want that? I want my mom back!"

"Aw, come on, what happened to that other attitude you had back at the house?" He said, rubbing his face, "You seemed fine with it then."

"I didn't believe you!" I said, throwing my hands up. I'm still struggling to believe him. I don't want to but...

"You only have a limited time to live... did you make up your mind?"

"I'd rather die than live without my mom."

"I could make you forget her- well the pain of remembering her."

I scowled at him then raised my hand to slap him again but he grabbed it before I could. "Now, now sweetie, that slap of yours kinda hurts, I'd prefer if you didn't do it anymore."

"You're bulletproof but a slap hurt you?" I asked, frowning.

He rolled his eyes, "I can't let you die, Isabella..."

"Why not? I thought it was my choice."

"Because..." He said, his grip around my wrists tightened and he pulled me towards him. He kissed me roughly, then bit my lower lip and pulled on it, oozing blood from it. He licked it off my lips and his eyes glowed red.

"Do you see what this does to me- your blood?" He ran his thumb over my lips and turned my face up to meet his. "You make my thirst insatiable... Something about you is... addicting that makes all the nerves in my body stand on edge."

"How's that my fault? You're just imagining it, you're a sick...sadistic pervert."

"I can show you sadistic if you'd like, " he said, gripping my face tighter. "I believe calling me names isn't going to help you, sweet Isabella."

"So if I still say no then... what are you gonna do?"

"Well, it doesn't matter what you think you're gonna say, you will say yes."

"Oh, and you know that how?"

"Because... If I can barely control my craving for you, a mere human like you, won't be able to control yours."

"I don't crave you at all," I scoffed, crossing my arms.

His hand slipped up my skirt and he circled his finger around on my thigh, watching me carefully. My mouth dropped open and he took that as the chance to kiss me. He laid me down on the seat cushion and hovered over me, his hand gripping my thigh. I moaned as he trailed kisses down to my neck.

"If you don't crave me, tell me why your body reacts to my touch like this?" He whispered in my ear. "Tell me why are you moaning? I haven't even done anything yet."

I bit down on my lip to keep from moaning again and he smirked. He was right, and I hated it. He sat up and straightened his clothes as the car came to a stop and my face went a dark red as I realized the driver heard me.

Cole got out of the car first then came around and opened the door for me on the other side. He picked me up and carried me bridal style back into his house, into the same room as before.

"I'll let you rethink things. Consider this my mercy toward you, I could punish you for running away but I won't. I believe there is someone you'd want to see.

"What? Someone I want to see?"

"You can come in," he sighed and my eyes widened as the person walked into the room.

"ISABEEE!" She jumped on top of me and pushed me down into a big hug. Tears welled up in her eyes and she buried her head into the crook of my neck, "I thought you fucking died."

"Well...I did."

She gasped as if the realization had just dawned on her and stood up. We marched over to where Cole stood and he crossed his arms. He was towering over her but she reached up and smacked him across the face. H

"How could you let my poor baby die?"

"You're the one who brought her to the club. I specifically remember saying not to let any humans in."

She ignored him and kept hitting on his chest, making him clench his jaw. He grabbed her hand and leaned down to her level, his eyes holding a cold glare in them.

"The only reason I haven't torn your head off your body is that I don't want to frighten your best friend over here." He said, making her stop. "I suggest you lower your voice when you speak to me, bitch."

She growled at him and- Wait, what? She growled at him?

She turned towards me with a sad expression on her face and then brought me into another hug. "I was so worried man."

"Juls," I said, in a hushed tone. "How come you still remember me and mom doesn't? What is he talking about?"

Cole cleared his throat and clapped his hands."I'll let you guys talk..." He turned towards me and sighed, "Don't forget what I said, you have seven more hours."

When he closed the door, I looked expectantly at Juls, waiting for an answer. She sighed and sat down by me, placing her hands in her lap.

"Yeah, about that... Listen, Isabella. I'm not exactly...human."

"Y-you're not?" I asked and she nodded.

"I used to be when I was younger but, just like you, my family doesn't remember me anymore...well my human family that is- at least the ones that are still alive."

"What do you mean?"

"I know it's hard to believe but, I'm a werewolf." She said, widening out her arms. She sighed when I stared at her in disbelief and stood up in front of me.

"S'cuse me for a second, " she said, stripping down naked.

I didn't have time to ask her what she was doing- Her body began morphing into a weird shape and the sound of her bones cracking filled the room. Her nails grew out longer and she gradually shifted into a brown wolf.

She growled at me, making me jump back and a scream left my lips. Her body shifted back to normal and she laughed. "You should've seen your face!"

"That's not funny, " I said, my hands trembling. "So you really... Aren't human? D-do you...eat people?"

She started laughing and smiled at me, licking her lips. "What do you think?"

She snorted when my eyes widened and busted out laughing again. She put her clothes back on and shook her head, "I'm just fucking with you, no, we don't eat people. My race is still half-human so to speak- eating people- or any race from the demon realm would make us cannibalistic if anything."

"Oh." I let out a sigh of relief.

"Yeah we're not like those bloodsuckers- they don't even differentiate their own race. As long as someone has blood coursing through their veins, that's good enough for them."

"What's the demon realm?"

"Agh... you know, Faeries, Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, Warlocks, Giants- need I go on? What separates us from the human is our blood. We're more susceptible to a certain kind of darkness-hence the name and in turn, we possess otherworldly abilities. Humans' lack of that blood keeps them more mundane so to speak."

"You were human once though right? Don't you just need to get scratched to become a werewolf? How'd you get that blood- how come your family forgot you?"

She pinched the bridge between her nose and side, "He really didn't explain anything to you, huh?"

"That whole 'you turn into a werewolf if you get scratched' is bullshit. That's like saying if you get bit by a vampire you'll turn into one of them. The human race would have been eradicated if that were the case. There are multiple ways to turn but, you have to get infected by them somehow- whatever it is, it has to be internal, " she explained.

"I chose for my family to forget me... I didn't want to pain them with the fact that their daughter became a monster. We got attacked by a pack while we were out on vacation. I could've died like them but...I chose to live."

When I didn't say anything she pursed her lips, "I did the cowardly thing and begged for my life. I got taken back to the pack and....I slept with the Alpha," she said, smiling widely.

"Didn't you care about your family...?"

She waved her hand and shrugged, "You know how I am. I did- and I still do but, I care about myself the most. I've always been like that. I'm unapologetically selfish."

"If you forgot then how do you remember?"

"Well...I know what I did. You don't exactly forget the people, you forget the pain."

"Oh..."

"You probably think I'm an asshole right now."

I shrugged, "I don't know... I've only got six hours to live and I don't know what to decide..." I pulled my knees up to my chest and she patted my back.

"Aw man, I'm sorry babes, this is totally my fault. If it helps you any better, I'll still be here for you."

"I don't want to forget my mom..." I said tearing up and she pulled me into a hug. "I don't wanna die...but I don't wanna live without her."

"You don't have to forget her if you don't want to... honestly it's taboo so not many people do it...but, you know me. Reviving people as well- to be honest, Cole might get away with it though."

"Is he someone special or something?"

"He's a pureblood, which basically means you're royalty. In today's world, he'd be considered a vampire but they go by different names. He and his brothers are the last full-blooded ones. They're at the top.

"Oh..."

"Yeah. Don't worry about all of that, I'm always here for you okay?"

I nodded and looked at the time, "I've got five more hours left now..."

"You should make your decision now. I've heard that they fuck, they like... go for a long time." She says, making my face go red.

"I can't believe I died a virgin," I mumbled.

"Don't worry, when you become undead, we can be sluts together," she said, winking at me.

"Oh my god Juls, how old is he?"

"I don't know...probably centuries old. At least he still looks like he's in his twenties," she said, shrugging. "It won't matter when he's making you cum every 30 seconds."

"Stop it," I said, covering my face up and she laughed. "I'm gonna head back to my pack now, I'll let him know you're waiting for him. Good luck babes, I hope I get to see you soon."

I nodded but what was I honestly supposed to feel right now. I don't want her to leave me here alone. She talked about it so casually but I'm scared as hell. I'm not ready for this.

I didn't have time to think anymore as the door opened and in came Cole.

"So...What did you decide?"

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