Chapter 18

„Tell me the truth," I insisted nervously.

„They feed on our blood."

„You're not serious!"

Amelia just nodded briefly.

„But it's just fairy tales to scare children and ..."

„No, unfortunately everything was true. Except for the garlic, the chests, and especially the crosses. "

There was too much for me. One prefers that fairy tales remain just fairy tales.

„But you have nothing to fear if you don't have sweet blood, they won't drink it."

„It didn't help much," I said, a little desperate.

„Don't think about it," she smiled at me, as if to reassure me.

„Hey!" Someone shouted and I dropped the knife into the sink.

„They killed my bitch because of you," he pointed at me.

„Then you'll replace her nicely."

„No way."

„What did you say ?!"

Amelia grabbed my hand and squeezed it a little.

„Don't make it worse," she whispered.

„I'm not fucking with you!" I raised his voice.

„I'd rather go after her," I finished the sentence.