the game | stiles stilinski²

CHAPTER XXXVIII - LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO

'That little switch in my head, I flicked it.'

There had been many times in her life that Lilac had wondered what it would be like to not feel anything. To not feel the pain of loss, to no longer feel the constant crushing fear that something terrible is about to happen or to be simply unbothered by the rude comments people would make as they passed her in the halls. And it was only now that she was completely numb, an emotionless void but for some reason it felt right to her, like her mind had been cleansed of everything that was once weighing her done.

But it seemed that everything in her life always revolved around the story of equilibrium her parents had once told her, that no matter how good things in her life seemed at the moment, there would always be something bad waiting to happen. It seemed she hadn't though of all the bad things that came with switching off her humanity, that she no longer felt love, she no longer felt happiness, she no longer felt anything but it felt like she couldn't get enough of anything.

The thought of god was something Lilac never brought herself to believe in, that there was a greater being that controlled all man kind and that his son was once sent to earth. She couldn't believe in somebody that had been so cruel to her, somebody that had taken away her parents, somebody that turned her into the monster she was and somebody that had taken her brother away from her. People always said that god would never give somebody more pain that they could handle, but for Lilac Collins it seemed he simply disliked the person she was as he seemed to send her pain on a regular basis and she soaked it up until she couldn't anymore.

It was as she walked the halls she truly realised how she felt nothing, how the plain coloured walls no longer bothered her or how she paid no attention to the looks sent her way as she passed other patients. But what did bother her was her stomach, how it turned and twisted and growled, the lack of food was something her body was beginning to grow weak over. The scent of blood seemed to be all she could sense, she could hear the blood pumping through the veins of people she passed, her breathing becoming slightly heavier as her hunger began to take over but everything seemed to be working for her as another patient came into view.

It was a boy, no older than her and dressed in the same sweatpants she was, when he noticed her gaze she smirked, the look on his face was one that could be only described as attraction. As he walked over the tug at her lips only grew, her finger twirling through her hair just subtly enough for him to see as she watched him, how his eyes shone a deep blue and how his brown hair was tucked behind his ears, she didn't exactly care how he looked however, more so how he tasted.

"Hi." The girl spoke and the boy smiled as he looked down at her, his gaze wandering her whole body and stopped slightly as he reached her chest, in any other situation she would have slammed his head against the wall but right now, all she could think about was the ever-growing hunger that was consuming her. She wasted no time as she dragged him by his hand, she didn't miss how the boy jumped slightly at her temperature, her ice cold skin feeling strange against his own warmth.