RHTMAV) Chapter 6 Part 5

--AN) Only 4 chapters left in this volume. Then, I will be switching it to another novel. --

“Then we will not hold you up. Have a nice day.” I promptly hooked my arm with Sophia’s and walked off, but not before Sophia got a chance to stick her tongue out at the idiot. I did hear him call out once more, but I ignored it. No point in talking to someone I hate. I didn’t want to deal with the idiot, but it was beneficial for him to take a liking to me.

But how great would it feel to see his face when he realizes it was me who brought his family down, leading him to live the life of a beggar? Just thinking about it makes me smile.

But now that meeting that idiot was over with, it was time for me to head home. But not before I stopped off at a butcher’s shop. After tasting blood today, I realized one thing. I really need to drink some. And the only blood I know I can use is pig’s blood.

It’s not like I can go to a blood bank and go: hey can I get some AB positive, I really like the flavor. I would instantly get arrested. Not exactly what I am aiming for. But if I can get a bit of blood from the butcher, then I can at least take a sip and calm my cravings. But now that I think about it, I will need to get a mini fridge as well for my room. One with a lock.

After getting into the car, I hesitated for a minute before deciding it would be better to just wait. While I want some kind of blood, I can just get it from the meat in the fridge. But the mini fridge and pig’s blood will be what I get tomorrow after school.

The reason I am not doing it tonight is because I already know what awaits me when I get home.

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In a hospital room for VIPs, a girl with a swollen mouth filled with cotton balls. Luckily for Rachel, only a few teeth were knocked out, but her broken nose and swollen eyes made her look as if she had been hit by a truck. It seemed Sophia did not know the meaning of holding back.

Next to her was Mrs. Ames, who was currently listening to the audio recording she had received from a number she did not recognize. “This… That little bitch! She really did instigate everything!”

Mrs. Ames did not like how Noelle had spoken to her daughter but her daughter had started the altercation. It was Maria’s voice that angered her to no end. She never thought a young girl like Maria could be so scheming. She used her daughter like a gun, and her daughter seemed more than happy to pull the trigger.

“Honey?” Mr. Ames walked in with some food and looked at his wife, who was staring at her phone as if it was her worst enemy.

“Listen to this. After you hear it, we will decide what we want to do.” Mrs. Ames looked at her daughter and sighed. She realized she had been too soft on her daughter. Her daughter needed to be taught that she could not go around running her mouth like she did. She also needed to learn not to trust people’s words so easily and fall into traps.

After Mr. Ames heard the recording, his brow furrowed. “Save the recording. After we investigate more we will take it to the police and see what they can do about the situation.”

“We will do things as you say.” Mrs. Ames nodded. She knew this was all they could at this time.

- - -

I reached out and turned the knob of the front door, which this time was far from being locked. When I walked in, I could hear people talking in the sitting room. It was a room that was mainly used for relaxing and reading. There was no TV in there. There were a few bookshelves and a record player that had many classical music vinyls lined up on the shelves underneath it. But the main things were the fireplace and seating to give a more relaxed feel to the room.

I have only ever been in there in the past years since my mother’s death to clean it while everyone else used it as their playroom.

I was kind of glad they were in there and not waiting for me since it would give me a chance to ignore them and just head to my room. Or at least I had hoped anyway.

“Noelle Alastor, stop right there!” I turned to see my good-for-nothing father walking over to me. The anger in his eyes was as clear as day.

I sighed and turned to him. Since there was no escape I might as well fight it out. “What? Did your wife and kid come home and complain that they were treated unfairly? That Maria was suspended because of me? I hope they twisted the truth all over the place. Because I really want to know how you plan to deal with me.”