He was a monster, his beautiful face had changed and now I only saw those white, shiny fangs.
With a lightning movement he reached Victoria, who was still holding me. He took her arm, that was keeping me, and bent it backwards. He broke her a bone, she screamed echoing in the surrounding stillness.
«But what is wrong with you?»
Virginia was indignant as she helped her sister.
Sebastian had grabbed me by the waist and now he was holding me tight. My back clung to his chest and his bicep protected me from two identical creatures, but incredibly similar to Sebastian too.
Tall, thin and with long, tapered legs. They wore an all-black suit and had wavered, neat, raven-black hair.
Victoria wore them gathered in a ponytail while Virginia kept them loose, reaching up to her hips. Their eyes were the same shade of purple as their brother's left iris and I saw them changing in turn.
«Go away from here!» Sebastian thundered in a distorted, unhuman voice.
Virginia took her sister by the shoulder and led her to the door.
«The ancients won't appreciate what you've done to me», Victoria grumbled, clutching her broken arm.
The two left the room and I was left alone with Sebastian.
I couldn't believe what had just happened.
The Thirsty.
Did supernatural beings exist for real?
And did those old legends they passed down in Hazycreek have a grain of truth?
Maybe I had dreamed of everything, none of this was possible.
Were the Winterbournes really monsters?
I must have had hallucinations, I was dizzy, stressed and under the influence of drugs. But I was pretty sure of what I had seen.
Victoria and Virginia caused the accident for kidnapping me and taking me to Sebastian.
Why on earth would they have done that?
I had witnessed the transformation of their faces: black onyx for eyes and razor-sharp teeth.
Vampires. Thirsty. Devil worshipers. Certainly, a distorted view produced by the shock I had suffered.
I was terrified, completely shattered.
Either I was going crazy, or something had really happened.
Sebastian was still holding me in his arms. That contact agitated and embarrassed me. I felt like I had a whirlwind in my head, I could not focus my sight and felt weak.
«I feel sick...» I mumbled as my legs went limp.
Sebastian picked me up and took me in his arms, said nothing and started walking.
I closed my eyes and hugged his chest, I was traumatized. I didn't believe in anything supernatural; it was inconceivable. Precisely for this I was afraid.
How could I defend myself from something I didn't know was existing?
However, as the world swirled in my head, there, in Sebastian's arms, I felt safe and stopped thinking.