Internal Conflict

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Jogging I stop at my place. I place my hands on my hips and shake my head.

"Stupid phone," I snarl.

"Hello!" I barked into the phone.

"Have you found the girl yet?" Came an order.

"No, I mean yes. I can't get close enough yet."

"I'll be sending more people, Zhan. Expect them next week. If you can't handle her. They will." The phone went dead. I slammed it on the ground. I watched as it shattered into a thousand different peices.

What the hell do they want me to do?! Grow fucking wings and kill her?! No, they want you to do your job dumbass. You know what will happen to her when they find out how close you got to her? You know, big guy.

Running my hands down my face I felt like I could punch through that tree if I wanted to... Don't do that! That will hurt. Oh come on! Will you just shut the hell up? No, I'm you. Your going to shut the hell up? Yes, yes I am! I snarl to myself.

Just get home without killing someone before then. What if I have to harm her? I don't want to hurt her... Her skin is so perfect.. So beautiful.. Never have I seen a girl like that. Like that? Come on, get real. Every single girl you've slept with has had fair skin. Yes, fair skin but like that? No not like that.

Her skin is kissable. All day and all night. I would never stop kissing her if I got the chance... I will get the chance! I perked up slightly. Tomorrow! I'll do it then. If I do that how will I explain my fangs? Oh shit... That's right... I could do that without her noticing right? No, I don't think so.

It's a part of you. So what? She might think its hot. I added confidently to myself. Yeah she just might...

I smile to myself as I unlock the doors. She'll like them. I'll make sure of it. I froze as I stepped into my cabin. Easing the door closed, I grabbed my gun from the middle of my back. Aiming it low I heard a sigh from the shadows in the darkness of my cabin.

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