My Vampire Papa My Beloved
MY VAMPIRE PAPA

The blue red light from the vehicle behind my car kept giving me signs to pull over. With an annoyed curse, I slowly pulled over my car, trying to master the panic and emotions that made my heartbeat race, he said, I slowly exhaled and smoothed the long straight hair I had just dyed in bright red last week.

"Calm Mikayla everything will be fine!" I'm talking to myself.

Two policemen walked beside my car, as casually as I could, lowered the windshield and gave the best smile of small lips, which I polished with a deep red lipstick, I hope this little face will look more mature than I was 18 years old last month.

"Good night? Can I help you sir?" greet me politely.

The police are watching me closely

"Good night! Can you show me your SIM, Miss?" Shit, that's what I'm afraid of, 'cause I don't have a SIM.

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With a series of questions the police finally knew that I was still a Student, and in the end I had to end up at the police station, waiting for my Papa to come as my guardian. I shouldn't have sneaked off to the nightclub with my friend and brother tonight, Papa must have been so mad at me, I cursed my stupidity in my heart.

Twenty minutes later a tall and beautiful man came, his arrival suddenly made the atmosphere different, Papa really is the type of person who makes everyone rotate around him, just to admire the beauty that makes everyone crazy, people there to gawk at seeing Papa with his athletic body perfectly wrapped in a black suit and white shirt, and of course, his athletic body, his face that had not the slightest opening for imperfection always fascinated everyone. Including myself.

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After all the necessary procedures were completed, the police officers allowed us to go home, but not with my car, they were still holding the latest sports car which in reality belonged to my beloved uncle.

Along the way Papa was just silent, signaling he was currently angry, his handsome face looking cold with no expression. Arriving at home, Papa dropped his burly body on the family room sofa, sat down while folding his hands on his chest and stared intently at me, waiting for an explanation from my mouth that I checked was tight because I was nervous.

"Pa.... ?" start me "Sorry Kayla huh Pa? Kayla promised not to repeat it again, Kayla apologized, "my whine, a few tears that I painstakingly let out so that Papa would not get angry again down my cheek.

A little bit of drama might help.

"You know what your fault is Mikayla Angeline?" Papa said with his heavy voice, hearing it gave me goosebumps, my heart beating so fast so nervous.

"You have to think before you act! When are you gonna grow up? Should Papa always remind and scold you? Look at your clothes ! Is the money I gave you not enough to buy clothes you deserve to wear?" Papa raised his voice while pointing at the black dress with a low cut on the chest, also a long one that did not reach the knee, with a high enough cleavage, showing my smooth thighs very clearly, actually, these clothes are not mine, but belong to my brother, my friend, who tonight invited me to the nightclub, and more unlucky, I lost them because the atmosphere in the Club was so full, made me have to go home alone by driving alone so I ended up at the Police Station. Shame when Papa said it, but I could only bow quietly, now I am not pretending, I am really crying.

"Papa doesn't understand your way of thinking, you could go to a nightclub! Can't wait for you to fall into such a world. Papa felt like he had failed in his duties as a father, Papa was embarrassed." Papa sighed, trying to quiet his emotions.

"Papa has just returned from abroad and has to face your behavior like this. Huh... Papa really felt like a failure," Papa rubbed his face roughly with his hands.

"It's not like that Pa." I said trying to explain.

"This time Papa is very disappointed in you Kay, papa feels he can no longer recognize papa's daughter." Papa interrupted my words with a long breath.

There is a sense of disbelief in this heart, when papa scolds me only as a father who is angry at his naughty daughter, because this heart wants more, because it wants more, I deliberately did all sorts of mischief during these nearly five years, just to attract Papa's attention. He easily went abroad and left me in this big house alone befriended the servants. I lifted my gaze, my dark brown eyes that were almost black looked at the papa who was still sitting in front of me. While wiping away the tears that did not want to stop, this mouth ventured to speak .

For five years abroad Papa only called a few times, the rest of Papa gave all the needs of this house including myself to a confidant and his friend Robin. Beloved uncle.

Papa has been home for a week but never once took the time for me, he only spent time in his Sagara Group Company. Of course, accompanied by her beautiful secretary, Cecilia was as I remembered her name, and it made me even more upset.

" If you want to have fun it doesn't have to be reckless on the highway and go to a nightclub! What if you get hurt ha?" papa said no less emotion as well.

"I'm not a vampire like Papa who doesn't know how to have fun and never cares about others" I said with emotion.

After those words came out of my lips. I just realized that my words had gone too far, I closed my mouth with both hands and saw that my father was also surprised by what I just said, I saw a sense of disappointment on his face, whereas I could only bow silently.

"If you were a vampire, Papa wouldn't be so angry like this, because you could definitely protect yourself, but maybe my worries are excessive for you," Papa sighed harshly looking at me who started crying as he pleased.

"Easy! Quickly clean yourself and change your clothes ! Papa doesn't want to see you wear it again!" hatchling

With shaky steps I began to walk up the stairs to my room on the second floor, I could still see papa from the corner of my eyes, he was closing his eyes and leaning his head on the sofa, he said, his handsome face seemed to endure the pain and was disappointed by my words.

You stupid mouth, why can't you just shut up!

Yep.... That's my Papa, Sammy Sagara. He was a vampire who was a hundred years old and over, I didn't really know about papa's past, which I knew he was the one who saved me when my family threw me away as a baby.

Papa told me about his identity when I turned 10, it made no difference to me, he still treated me like always, Papa who loves his daughter.

Papa rarely eats solid food like a human, he says he only needs to do that to blend in with society, like other vampires he also drinks human blood, he says, but papa prefers to drink blood in a bag even though he says it doesn't taste as good as fresh blood, and I'm very happy because of it, so Papa doesn't need to be close to the women just to eat.Hehe.

Vampires don't get older either, that's how I feel. They said they did not die of age. Nor do they need oxygen because they don't breathe, the rest I don't know.

I sighed for the umpteenth time, regretting the words I said when I was angry, I had been soaking in the bathtub for half an hour just staring blankly at the bathroom ceiling, he said, my mind is so fucked.

This should not be allowed to drag on.

with determination I decided to come to see Papa, finished struggling with my clothes I walked out of my room to Papa's room.

My little legs I let go lightly barefooted, my hair not yet perfectly dry I let it slide all the way to my back, making the back of my pink sleeping pajamas a little wet.

tock.tok.

There is no truth from within.

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