Chasing Tara

Tara's POV

I woke up with a massive headache. I opened my eyes and closed them at the stinging brightness of the light. It took a while for my eyes to get adjusted.

I rubbed my eyes and opened them. That's when I took notice of my surroundings and what I was wearing.

The red curtains laced with gold, extremely large bed with the softest pillows, the gold coloured walls, the ancient paintings and tapestries.

Holy shit!

I am in the palace! Yes, my grandmother's palace. This is my 'room'. I swore to myself that I'd never step foot here and here I am in this stupidly large and soft bed.

I couldn't remember what happened and there was this nagging feeling that I had forgotten something important.

Screw that, how the fuck did I get here?

I got out of the bed despite my aching muscles and gasped before rolling my eyes at what I was wearing.

It was a rose coloured long flair gown which passed my feet. It had a v- neck which exposed a decent amount of cleavage.

It had a belt in between and fit me perfectly. It was beautiful and all but not really my type.

I focused for a while and cast a spell to change my clothes. Everyone I know can change their clothes with a snap of their  fingers but I still have to focus first.

I only get powerful when I'm angry. Also I control the weather in a town with my emotions. I'm guessing it is looking sunny yet cloudy outside right now cause I am so freaking confused.

So I changed into a pale blue high waist jeans with a black crop top and some sandals. Weird but comfortable.

I rushed out of the room and through thousands of corridors and down the long stairs looking for my grandmother. I saw her in the living room and walked towards her.

According to her a princess never runs. 'It just isn't done'.

"Grandma, what happened? How did I get here? Do mama and papa know I'm here? They must be worried." I said thinking about how they overreact when I go somewhere without telling them.

I saw two muscular men wearing black but I ignored them and focused on my grandma. This time I didn't have time to be curious.

"So you don't remember what happened last night?" She asked staring at me with her brown eyes full of tears and pain.

That was when it hit me.

Everything that happened last night. My eyes filled with blood but I didn't let it fall.

"Tara sit down." She said. I listened and sat beside her without touching her.

My heart was thudding loudly but it seemed slow today. My head was spinning with thoughts but one look at my grandma's face and I knew what had happened.

"Last night, you were attacked by vampires. Your parents... they're... The worst part is that..." She paused.

Screw this shit. How about I say it for her.

"They're dead." I said and she nodded slowly. Blood ran down my face as the two men stared. I didn't care that they thought I was weird.

All that was going on in my head was that they were gone. My parents were gone and so was their murderer.

My parents, my best friends, my role models, I would never see them again. I gasped for air as I felt suffocated.

I felt as though when I was being created, God forgot to add a pinch of good luck to my life. I came home to celebrate with a party and I was getting a funeral

How ironic.

"Tara I know you're sad and believe me I am too but..." She paused as my anger kicked in.

What the fuck is she doing? She better drop the act cause I know she's dancing with joy on the inside.

"Drop the act. We both know you're not sad. You're happy my parents are gone especially mama because she chose my papa over you. She chose love while you chose money." I spat the words out with anger.

"You were jealous because she was happy and had made the right choice but you didn't. Fuck, you could've sent the vampire." I said and I was almost sure she had.

My mama refused to be queen and left with my father. Since mom is dead now, I have no choice but to become the queen.

Well she has another thing coming if she thinks I'll sit on that damn throne.

She got up looking angry. "I will not allow you to speak to me in that tone young lady. I understand you're going through a lot but I will not let you treat me like your coequal." She said.

I could see she was angry but i was going insane.

" I can treat you any way I want cause you deserve it for what you did to me when I was born. It's all your fault." I said.

Every time I thought of what she did to me I hate her even more. She deserved every ounce of my hatred and much more.

"I don't care what you think of me. It matters no longer. The main reason of the attack was to turn you into a vampire and they succeeded." She said.

All my anger deflated. I am a vampire. I'll be banned from my home. I've been turned into a blood sucking monster. Oh God!

I cried even more but my grandma looked like she didn't care. Of course she didn't care.

She showed us that she didn't care when she found out I was born.

"Now you know the law. You have to leave today and since I am the last relative you have I can take care of you."

I was shocked when she said that. Not the leaving part but the taking care of me part. Why would she waste her time and money?

"I will take you to the Vampire Academy where you'll learn to be a proper vampire and hopefully give an heir to the throne who won't be a vampire." She said.

That was when I realized her plan. She wanted me to give birth to an heir for the throne.

Well, fuck her cause I would never, ever do that. After what has happened I don't want to care about people.

They always leave you with a broken heart.

"I am not a vampire. I don't drink blood and I have no fangs. My eyes are still blue not red so I am not a vampire." I protested.

I couldn't leave. Where would I stay. There is no way in hell that I will go to that school.

Chances of seeing my three worst nightmares are high.

"I don't have time for this. I have a kingdom to run. These are Dylan and Daniel. They will make sure you arrive safely. I will find a place for you to stay." She said.

I barely glanced at them. I was in stage 1. It happens when something terrible happens.

I go into shock then become numb. Later follows grief and depression. I still can't believe my parents are... I can't believe it.

"Shut your bloody mouth. I am not going to any academy. I am not a vampire! A witch is what I am!!!" I yelled. The sky had already started darkening.

This woman was making me mad. I wanted to punch something or someone.

"As I was saying. I'll find a place for you and send you enough money plus your parents inheritance. After today you no longer exist to me. I will never see you again." She said and ignored my protests.

She snapped her fingers. Dylan and Daniel moved with supernatural speed so by the time I registered what they were doing it was too late.

I sat in the black car and cried as my home disappeared. My home. I've never fit in anywhere but home.

Now who am I? I am a nobody who has nobody. I cried until the car stopped.

They tied my arms and legs together and covered my lips with duct tape. I couldn't feel anything.

All that was going on in my head was one thought.

My parents are gone. I'll never see them again. My home is gone.

I feel like a part of me has been ripped away. My whole life came apart because of one man.

I swear that I will find him and when I do, I will make his death a slow and painful one. I will tear him apart limb from limb.

I will crush his bones and feed his blood to the vampires. He will pay for all that he has done. He will pay in blood.

I have never been a violent person but I will become one just to see him suffer.

As soon as the car stopped I was slump over someone's shoulder. I never saw the entrance or where we were going.

I saw the shoes of various students. They all stopped walking and stared. The man (whether Dylan or Daniel I don't know which of them) opened a door and entered.

They placed me on a chair as I felt a bit dizzy from all the blood that rushed up to my head.

They untied me and took off the duct tape but I remained still.  The blood was still flowing from my eyes and the collar of my shirt was soaked and sticky.

I sat facing a woman in her early thirties with pale skin, bright red eyes and her brown hair was tucked into a bun with not a single hair out of place.

I was barely holding up. I wanted to collapse but I felt the need to listen and make my own decisions.

After staring for a while she said nothing so I decided to break the silence.

"What the fuck am I doing here?" I asked with an angry expression.

"Mind your language young lady. My name is Mrs. Regina Monroe. I am the principal of St Pierce's Vampire Academy. Welcome." She said with a smile.

It looked creepy and cold.

So they brought me here. My home is truly gone and I'm here.

The Vampire Academy.

What the fuck?