Holding Lifeless

introduction

--Tw Blood and Gore--

the hunger that consumes my very being is becoming harder to hide.
several days have past since my last meal and my stomach feels like it's boiling my other internal organs. Not to mention the fire that creeps up in my throat every time a care-free mortal passes by.
i killed my parents. murdered them in cold blood because they had refused to feed me after my changing. that had been the last time i ate.

my parents kindly yet unwilling sacrificed themselves to be my first meal.
what i did was awful no doubt, but thanks to them i'm still alive. barely.

i've locked myself in my basement to insure that i wouldn't hurt or kill anybody, but i'm not sure if it will be enough.
my thirst for blood, kills.

it's been a week since i turned, nothing is getting easier and it's literally draining the life out of me with every passing second.
i was dying, at my own hands i had sliced myself apart and pulled my arties out like fucking spaghetti. As the suicidal teenager i was, i thought, what a hell of a way to die.
Yeah sure, what a hell of a way to be reborn too.
A vampire? you have got to be kidding me.
My parents didn't like the idea of me dying, they were devastated. Lucky for them though, my father was a witch and ended up cursing me with this awful gift of immortality. As soon as my arteries repaired themselves (Which took seconds apparently) I plunged my fist into his chest and crushed his heart on the spot.

I proceeded to rip my mother to shreds after eating what was the entirety of my dad.

they failed to take into account that i would be blood crazed after my initial transformation. I don't remember much after that because shortly after i finished feasting i passed out on top of what remained of my mother and father.

Now i'm sitting on a cement floor, cooped up in my friend's basement.
They had been kind enough to set the house on fire and report to the police that i had been the only survivor. according to what my friend said, they reported the incident as an, "Unfortunate accident."

i'm ancient, hungry, and pissed off.
Had i known my own father would curse me, or was a witch, i wouldn't have tried to pull that b l o o d y stunt.

I have time, and far too much of it.
a nice meal, and a cure is what i'm after now.

I guess suicide wasn't the answer, ugh.