Chapter 12 I hate you I walked into my room after my father's funeral, completely blank because I was still in shock. Who could kill my father? This question was ringing in my head and driving me insane. Dad and I never spoke, but my heart was broken because he was my father, and now he was no more. The doctor informed me that an animal had bitten his neck. "I came here to tell you that tomorrow you will despise me and believe I am a monster." His words echoed in my ears. "Did Jonathan kill him?" As I murmured, a lone tear streamed down my cheek. "No, Jonathan is not a monster. He didn't kill my dad. The person whom I love is not a monster. He is a vampire, but he is not a murderer. I am certain that he survives on blood, but he does not kill innocent people, and I have complete faith in my love." Despite the fact that all the evidence pointed to Jonathan as the murderer of my father, I still tried to convince myself that Jonathan did not murder him because my heart wasn't ready to believe that he was a killer. "Please come here, Jonathan. I know you didn't kill my father, and I have complete faith in my love. Please come here; I want to know who killed my father. I'm certain it wasn't you." I yelled, eager to find out who had murdered my father. My eyes widened incredulously as I turned because Jonathan was standing in front of me with his arms folded across his chest and his lips curled up in a devilish grin. I didn’t like the way he was acting. 'No, no, please don't say you killed my father.' I was just praying in my head and staring at him with fear in my eyes. I walked up to him, and he just smiled evilly at me. "Jonathan, I know you didn't murder my father. I mean I am sure. I have complete faith in you. Please tell me that you did not murder him." I implored, placing my hand on his face. My heart was thumping with fright. When he jerked my hand away and burst out laughing, my brow furrowed in confusion, and I became even more anxious. "Do you still believe I didn't murder your father? Then I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but it's true that I murdered your father to prove to you that I am a real monster.” As he told me shamelessly, a lone tear trickled down my cheek. “And it’s your fault because you weren’t ready to believe that I’m a monster.” As he continued, a sob escaped my mouth. How could he? But I couldn't figure out why my heart still wasn't ready to accept that he had murdered my father. "Your father was crying in pain and begging me to stop, but I kept drinking the blood mercilessly because I was having so much fun with it. His screams were giving me a different kind of satisfaction." After hearing his words, I cried, becoming hysterical, and tears streamed down my cheeks mechanically. "No, Mia, you should not believe his words. He is doing this to make you believe he is a monster, but he's not. You know he just wants you to despise him, so be strong and show him that your love is not weak." Despite all this, my heart continued to urge me to don’t believe that he was a monster and brutally murdered my father. "I told you that I would certainly prove to you that I am a monster, and see, I succeeded; today you despise me because I murdered your father." As he spoke, a smug smile appeared on his face. “No.” His brows narrowed in confusion as I shook my head. “I am aware that you are lying, and you are only doing this to show me how evil you really are. Do you really think I'll believe you?” I scoffed. “Then I'm sorry to tell you that you're mistaken, Jonathan, because my love is not weak. I have complete faith in my love, and I have complete faith in you that you will never kill an innocent man." I moved closer to him and spoke with utter confidence, gazing deep into his eyes, and when he saw my unwavering faith in him, he just stared at me in disbelief. My brows furrowed in perplexity as he let out an evil laugh once more. "I came with evidence that will make you believe that I have killed your father and that I am a real Monster because I knew you wouldn't believe me easily." I shifted my gaze to his phone as he took it out of his pocket, then back to his face. His lips drew up again into an evil smile. ‘God! What evidence does he now have? Why is doing this?’ "See how I killed your innocent father? I showed no mercy to him. Look at how he was pleading for his life and crying in agony." He played the video on his phone, and I took a step back in shock when I watched it and palmed my mouth while sobbing uncontrollably. Dad was seen in the video standing on the lawn, while Jonathan was seen grinning evilly behind him. He suddenly bit his neck, causing my father to scream in agony. My father was murdered by him, and his lifeless body lay on the ground. He looked at the camera while smirking vilely as he wiped the blood from his mouth. After seeing my father's brutal death in the video, I sobbed hysterically, my body trembled, and my heart shattered into a million pieces. 'How could he murder my father just to show me that he's a monster?' I stared at him in complete bewilderment, tears trickling down my cheeks constantly. I was angry and hurt at the same time. As anger possessed my body, I gave him a hard slap, scowling at him. I grabbed his collar and yelled at him with all my might. "Jonathan, how could you? How could you kill someone just to show me you're a monster?" My bottom lip quivered and I cried, becoming hysterical. "Jonathan, today you won because I really hate you now. I'm hating myself that I ever loved you. You have no heart, and you’re worse than an animal. Go die somewhere and never show your face to me again. I hate you, I hate you so much." I growled in fury and pushed him away from me. I was sobbing profusely in agony, but the fact that my father had been slain didn't really upset me as much as the fact that the person I trusted the most was the only one who had done it. "Just get lost, Jonathan." He vanished like smoke in the air as I yelled in wrath. "I never want to see your face again in my life, Jonathan. I loathe you. I will never forgive you. You murdered my father without a cause, merely to show me that you are a monster, and I despise myself for ever loving you. I hate you.” I screamed and slumped down on the floor, crying, feeling wretched. "I hate you, Jonathan." I was crying my heart aloud, it was hurting a lot. I was dying of agony. I cried and cried, appalled. I had no idea how many hours I had cried. The more I cried, the worse the pain became. I desired to be loved. I wished for someone to tell me that everything was a lie and that Jonathan had not murdered my father, but I knew that this was not going to happen. Jonathan murdered my father, and I had no choice but to accept the truth. "Mia..." When I was lying on the cold floor, hugging my knees, silently crying, I heard my mother's soft voice and returned to the earth. She had never visited my room or spoken to me before my father died. While still sobbing, I turned my sorrowful gaze to her. She sat next to me and picked up my head off the floor to rest it on her lap. I just stared at her, perplexed. "My child, why are you crying?" She gently caressed my forehead while asking in a soft voice. I was just staring at her in complete disbelief because she had never acted this way towards me before, and she had never even spoken to me. I was raised by a maid, and my parents had never expressed any concern. Her abruptly altered behaviour left me speechless and baffled. "Mom, dad... he's gone, he left us." I cried, but Mom did not. I couldn't see any hint of pain in her eyes. She was just constantly caressing my brow with one hand and gently wiping my tears with the other. I mutely stared at her, perplexed for two reasons: first, I saw her love for me for the first time, and second, I saw no sorrow in her eyes after losing her spouse. "Mia, you don't have to weep for him. He was an evil man. A monster passed away today. We ought to be joyful and stop grieving over that demon, Mia." I immediately sat up in shock and stared at Mom incredulously as she told me this. After knowing this, my mind went completely blank.