My Savior is Dead

I woke up and felt so much better.
Not as sore but my throat still burned..
I got up and heard Nathaniel downstairs.
I walked down and met him in the kitchen.
He smiled when he saw me and handed me a goblet.
I gladly took and and sucked it down.
I gave it back and he poured some more blood.

"Once they think you're dead we can hunt but until then its blood from bags."
"Okay." I smiled.

He set the empty goblets in the sink and took my hand leading me into the living room.
The tv was on and a small child was sitting in front of it.
She turned around and she had purple eyes and platinum blonde hair.

"Nattie!" She yelled getting up.

She ran into his arms and he chuckled.
She looked to be fourteen or fifteen.

"Good morning Violet, what are you watching?"
"Oh nothing just the news."

"Breaking news, Athena Rochester is still missing. They have sent search parties out to find the seventeen year old. If you have any information please call."

They showed my school picture before changing the subject.
I sighed.

"That's her."

Violet said pointing at me.

"Violet this is Athena our new room mate. Athena this is Violet my younger sister."
"Hi, Violet." I waved smiling.
"You don't have to treat me like i'm a kid. I look young but my mind isn't being changed at a young age it stunts the growth. I still grow it just takes twice as long."

I looked at Nathaniel.

"She had an abusive boyfriend."

I nodded giving her the sympathy eyes.

"No need to have pity for me it's been a hundred years."

My eyes widened.
Violet looked at Nathaniel questioningly.

"You havent told her?"

Nathaniel sighed.

"Violet is a hundred and fourteen while i'm a hundred and twenty three."

I sat down letting it process.
Holy shit.
Older than I was expecting...