Ripped

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Torn. Hollow. Gone. Suffered. Hate. Pity. Tragic. Ripped.

All these emotions swirled through me as I sat stunned and dazed, watching silver eyes kiss that girl. That girl. Not me, her.

I felt my vision blur up and my hands start to shake. Needless to say, I got out of there pretty dang fast. Rage surged through me, blocking out the hurt and confusion. Everything was a gaint blur around me, and I found myself standing in the middle of the woods.

"Argh!" I held my head in my hands as flashes of memories played through my head in one long ongoing movie. Pain seared and burned in my mind at sudden images and people. I fell on my back and screamed, just as a new wave of pictures introduced themselves to me. I felt the spaces between my knuckles burn and pulse with power, causing me to merely whimper at the pain. The upper gum in my mouth began to heat up and release something sharp between my teeth. What was happening to me? But I already knew.

My inner wolf screamed to be let out, and she wasn't taking no for an answer. I jumped to my feet and scanned the moonlit trees for prey. A twig snapped nearby and I let loose a low growl.

Eat, thrive, live...

I smoothly ducked under a low hanging branch and sneaked up on the now visible deer.

Hunt, kill, feed...

I lunged and wrestled the deer into the spongy grass.

Taste, drink, full...

I sank my fangs eagerly into the deer's main artery in the neck, and drank. The thick coppery blood rushed into my mouth and spilled onto my neck. I drank until I was full. Then I thought.

"Mmmm" I leaned against the nearest tree and closed my eyes. My mind leaped at the thought of Josh, and immediately hate and disgust surged through me leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. Next, I thought about my uncle, and wasn't so surprised when I almost jumped up to hunt him down, killing him in the process. Lying dirty fuckbags.

My mind whirrled for a second before almost hesitantly, placing a picture of Jay in my mind. His image was of one where he was smirking playfully, with an amused twinkle in his silver eyes. The sun was hitting him just right, making him look breath takingly handsome. Any girls prince charming.

Nothing is as good as it seems.

My heart hardened and seemed to build up a sheltered guard. I leaped to my feet and ran a hand threw my hair. I paced through the woods, unsure of what to do. My mind felt numb and slow, my heart cold and unbeating, and my body unresponsive and empty. I was hollow and cold. A living breathing shell of nothing.
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"Kill, eat, thrive..." I chanted the three words until I gained more confidence in myself. A small smile played on my lips as I imagined confronting Josh and the crooked nosed man.

I jogged confidently up the stair steps and let myself in. I set the Jeeps keys on the kitchen counter, before entering the living room were Josh was sprawled lazily on the couch. I grinned.

I snuck up from behind him, and slid the knife I took from the kitchen out from behind me, and placed it against Joshes throat.

"Bye Josh, hope you rot in hell!" I let my voice carry on a excited cheery tone, before slitting his throat.

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