Francesca is liberated

[Francesca's POV]

They've gone too far Francesca fumes as she stalks out of the basement. I need to end this abomination once and for all she thinks.

A child? Francesca thinks, in disbelief. Any hope Francesca had for saving her mother is now gone. For too long, I've been their accomplice. No more.

Francesca goes back to the kitchen, and gathers supplies to feed the human captives. You only need to survive one more night she thinks. Francesca then goes to the garage to gather supplies. She puts them under her bed and waits for the sun to rise.

Francesca had fallen into a troubled half-sleep when she is awoken by the loud laughing of her mother and sister in the hallway outside her room. They are drunk on blood she thinks.

The vampiresses stumble into Francesca's room. Francesca pretends to be asleep.

"Come on, Mom, I want to play with the girls in the basement" Julia whines.

"In a minute, honey, I just want to talk to Francesca" Maria says, the concern plain in her voice. Francesca hears Julia stalk off.

Francesca, eyes closed, feels Maria's weight on the bed. "Francesca...I know that you're awake" Maria says softly, her hand resting on Francesca's hip.

"I just want to be alone" Francesca says.

"I had the most wonderful night with your sister. We drank the most delicious young girl together. She tasted like cinnamon and honey. I haven't felt this alive since my twenties. I really wish that you'd come out and feed with us" Maria says, ignoring her daughter.

"I can turn you. It won't hurt, I promise. You'll feel so good after you wake up and feed" Maria says, an over-eagerness in her tone.

They sit together in silence, Maria stroking Francesca's leg. Francesca says nothing. Just go away go away go away Francesca thinks.

After a few minutes, Maria rises from the bed. "I love you, Francesca" she says, leaving the room.

Francesca's alarm goes off at 1 pm. It's midday - they'll be deeply asleep by now Francesca thinks, jumping out of bed and stretching.

Francesca creeps to the basement as quietly as she can, with a jug of gasoline and a flare. She takes a deep breath, girding herself for what is to come.

She tiptoes down the steps. On the floor are three young girls, their throats ripped out. I'm so sorry Francesca thinks. Maria is sleeping peacefully on the bed.

Wait. Where is Julia? Francesca thinks in a panic. She turns to flee back up the stairs and bumps straight into Julia, dropping the flare and the gas can. Francesca steps back, petrified.

"Did you really think that I wouldn't hear you fumbling around upstairs, Francesca?" Julia says, a wicked smirk on her face. "Did you forget what I am?"

"Please.... Julia.... I'm sorry" Francesca says, stepping back, her hands out. She feels the cold cement bricks against her back. Julia glides towards her.

"What, did you think that you'd ambush a goddess?" Julia says sinisterly and laughs. She's lost her fucking mind Francesca thinks.

Julia smile turns to stony seriousness, and she abruptly pushes Francesca's head into the wall behind her. Francesca's view fades to black as she slides down the wall.

Francesca awakens. She shivers, her teeth chattering. She has no idea what time it is. The last thing Francesca can remember is her mother sitting on her bed. Her head is pounding.

"She's awake" a voice says excitedly. Julia?

Francesca opens her eyes slowly. She sees her mother and sister looking down at her in the basement. Maria reaches down to stroke her forehead.

"She's so cold" Maria says, giving Julia a concerned look.

"She just needs to feed" Julia responds.

Needs to feed? Francesca thinks, confused. Then, realization dawns on her. Oh God, what did they do to me?

"No" Francesca croaks weakly. "I won't".

Julia laughs. "Oh, you will. You won't be able to get enough, sister."

Maria leaves Francesca's view. Francesca feels too weak to turn her head. When Maria returns, she has a human girl in tow, naked and gagged. "Doesn't she look delicious?" Julia asks, caressing the girl's breasts.

"No... don't want" Francesca says.

The girl is conscious but seems to be enthralled. Julia lifts the girl's arm and bites into her wrist. Julia holds the girl's arm out over Francesca, and blood drips from her wrist onto Francesca's face, her lips.

Francesca feels her fangs sprout from her jaw. The blood smells irresistible, coppery and rich. Francesca reflexively sticks her tongue out, licking the blood from her lips. I'm sorry she thinks, reaching up and yanking the girl's wrist to her mouth. Francesca bites into the wrist, gulping down the blood rapidly. Warmth flows through her body as she devours the poor girl. Francesca wants to stop, but can't. She bites deeper into the wrist, rapidly exsanguinating the human as Julia and Maria laugh and laugh.

[Several months later]

Francesca chases the prostitute into the end of an alley with no exit. The frightened girl backs against the brick wall. Francesca can smell her fear. Francesca walks towards the girl, baring her fangs and hissing. The whore screams. In a flash, Francesca is upon her. Francesca pins the human against the wall and sinks her fangs into her throat.

The whore's hot blood spurts into Francesca's mouth. Francesca drinks the girl, savoring her. She withdraws her fangs and gasps, catching her breath as her prey sobs and clutches at her neck. When Francesca looks up, her mother and sister are next to her.

"Did you save any of her for us?" Julia teases, pulling the human forward and biting into her neck. The human cries out again, and Maria bites into the other side of her neck. Francesca lifts the girl's wrist and bites down.

The three vampiresses devour the girl in few moments, dropping her body to the cold street. I don't understand how I ever rejected this Francesca thinks, leaning forward to kiss her sister. She turns to kiss her mother as Julia moves to kiss Francesca's neck. Francesca alternates between kissing Julia and Maria, euphoric.

"I'm still hungry" Francesca says, grinning at her sister. I love Julia and Mom so much Francesca thinks. I love this she thinks, savoring the taste of blood in her mouth.

Julia reaches out to cup Francesca's cheek. "There are so many more for us to taste. The night is young" she says.

The three vampiresses run out of the alley, laughing, on the hunt for more blood.