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I can't believe I'm doing this.
I don't want to do this.
I shouldn't have to do this.
As I sat there for what felt like forever, staring at the account I just created for this Sugar Baby website, I felt ashamed that I've had to resort to finding a Sugar Mommy in order to pay my tuition.
Why do I have to be a Sugar Baby, you ask? Because of my mother.
My name is Roman Sienna. I'm a vampire and I attend the Salvatore Boarding School. It's a private school created to protect and nurture students with supernatural heritages. The creators of the school, Alaric Saltzman (also the headmaster) and Caroline Forbes, have two Siphoner daughters named Josie and Lizzie. Growing up, the twins had a lot of complications in their lives because they were a rare witch species and didn't know how to control their powers. Their parents, likewise, didn't know how to help them because the only other Siphoner they had experience in dealing with was Kai Parker, the girls' biological uncle, and he was a sociopath who tried to ruin their lives over and over again. He even crashed Alaric's wedding to Jo Laughlin, Josie and Lizzie's biological mother, and stabbed her just to prevent them from being born.
Yeah, so, you can see why Ms. Forbes and Dr. Saltzman wanted to help other kids, given the hell they had already been through. And thanks to the Salvatore boarding house being left to Ms. Forbes by her husband, Stefan, and her brother-in-law, Damon, and the donation of a huge sum of money by Klaus Mikaelson, the Salvatore Boarding School for the Young & Gifted was opened.
That's where I go for refuge and more knowledge about my species, but because of my mother, I'm at risk of being kicked out.
I know what you're thinking. Why would your mother be the reason for your possible expulsion from a school that assists you in safely developing your powers? Doesn't she want the best for you?
The answer to that question is yes, if she was a normal mother who didn't try to rope her children into her schemes, but she's not. She's a spiteful bitch.
Remember when I mentioned Klaus Mikaelson as the benefactor of this school? He's the villain of everyone's story, the Big Bad Hybrid who's been responsible for so many tragedies throughout the years, the bogeyman always in the shadows; even the most powerful of witches believed him to be a myth until he resurfaced in Mystic Falls to break his curse.
He's also my girlfriend's father and my own father's murderer.
My mother is Greta Sienna, and she loved her husband more than I had ever seen her love anyone. When he died, something inside her broke and she hated Klaus ever since. Actually, she's hated werewolves and hybrids ever since. She's what you call a Nazi; she despises the entire werewolf line and she only believes in the purity of vampires. Hybrids, like Klaus and Hayley Marshall, my girlfriend's mother, were abominations that should never have existed. Klaus, Hayley, and their daughter Hope should all be dead in my mother's opinion.
I didn't know that she held such a strong enmity towards them, but I knew that she didn't like them. She made her prejudices clear when she filled my head with lies all through my life about how hybrids were evil and claimed that Hayley's peace in New Orleans would never last because she was part of the race that killed my father.
For years, I was brainwashed into believing her. I had faith that my mother knew best because my sister and I caught the tail end of what Klaus did to my father and we knew that hybrids could be dangerous. I never believed, though, that they should be killed.
My mother told me that it was my duty as her son to continue what she and her disciples have been doing: eradicating the world of hybrids, including Hope and her parents. And for the first time in my life, I said no. I told her that Klaus' actions didn't define Hayley or Hope. I hated Klaus for what he did to my father, for the anger that he caused in my mother, but I liked Hayley. She was a good mom to Hope and she helped protect the city. She's the reason why we've had peace for the last seven years.
I also loved Hope. I don't think I was in love with her yet, but I did love her, and I would never hurt her or give her a reason to lose her trust in me. I would rather have my own heart ripped out than to break hers.
My mother's response to not wanting to kill people for what Klaus Mikaelson did? Withdrawing my tuition payment before the beginning of the new semester. Apparently me wanting to be a good person and not wanting to hate people for what they are is so despicable to her that she'd rather I had nothing.
And she did that. When I woke up this morning, my bank account was frozen, my tuition was unpaid, and I had an email notification telling me that if I didn't find another payment method within the next few weeks, I wouldn't be able to continue my education.
My mother practically disowned me, and since Antoinette is off somewhere in Europe, she can't help me. She couldn't even give me any money to cover this semester because of the indefinite suspension on my bank account.
So, this is how everything started. My mother's prejudice has left me with no other option than to be a Sugar Baby. It's degrading and never something I would have considered, but with the limited time I have, there are no other options but to wait for someone to find my profile.
Heaving a tired sigh, I closed my laptop and decided to go for a walk to clear my head. I won't feel much better about my situation when I return, but hopefully I'll see something good when I check the website later. With any luck, I won't have to wait much longer.
I just hope that this anonymity thing pays off and this arrangement won't ruin my relationship with my girlfriend or I'd have more to worry about than where my tuition money is coming from.