True Blood

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Win- The night you will never forget.
Present- 2021
I wanted to be noticed. I wanted to have friends and be cool for a change. I wished for all these things on a star and hoped that it will come true. My soon to be friend of I guess my causal associate and I was just invited to a party. A party that all the students could go to.

But it all backfired. I was once again the loser in the end. I was played and I was a fool to think that I could ever be loved. My boyfriend well I guess now ex boyfriend, played me for a bet. Finding out at the party and being dumped in front of everyone was so humiliating. I wanted to just be dead right there.

To die and watch all my bullies above cry and feel regretful of me. Wishing they were nice as I haunted them in their sleeps. Especially that two timing bastard P'mil. If I had superpowers, I would blast him into oblivion and watch his body explored to a million pieces. My so called associate didn't bother to help. He stood there and watch the kids spill alcohol over my head. What a traitor?

I shouldn't be too upset. He was never really a friend. Just a guy who wasted his time to actually talk to me even though he didn't have to. The party was shut down but P'mil is so rich that he probably payed the cops to let me them still party past curfew. I went home still smelling the stench of this alcohol. The strong smell burned my nose like hell. This is why I don't drink.

Because I was too distracted by my smelly self, I completely ended up in a small corner town. A bad town with crackheads and old people tend to walk through. It's closer to my house but I forbid myself from ever walking here. It's just too damn creepy. The creepy streets felt so empty tonight. Even crackheads can sleep. I sigh of relief to know that no one is around but that soon changed when I saw a person with a black jacket on just standing on the side alone.

"Hey kid, you wanna buy a pack of cigarettes?" He asked and the sound of his voice tells me it's a middle aged man.

"Uh....sorry sir. I don't smoke." I reject his offer. He starts to push out his hand a little further at me.

"Come on, It's only 10$ I'm selling." He tries to sell me. I bow to him as I declined his offer once again.

"Sorry." I say as I continue to walk away. That was creepy.

Anyways, I finally manage to make it through the end of this creepy  town but not before I heard a strange whoosh sound. It startled me for a brief moment. The wind momentarily started to breeze through my ears, causing my the shiver. The whoosh was back and than there was a thud noise. I turn on heel and looked at the ground to see the same man that offered me cigarettes on the ground. He was barley moving as I started to see his blood oozing out from his neck. What the fuck is going on?

I look around to see who did it but no a sign. The place still looks completely deserted. Moments later, a cigarette was dropped on the floor, it was half smoked and still burning. Leaving a trace of its strong smell in the air. Where the hell did that come from?

"S-Sir. Are you alright?" I asked him. He slowly brings up his head to me. I sort of crouch down to his level.

"H-Hes coming." Is all the man says as his voice was breaking. I look at him stunned as I can't quite understand what he means.

"Who's coming?" I asked him once more. The man stop giving me signs of life as I watch his body give out. I stand shock to see an actual dead man in front of me. "Shiiaa!" I cursed out. My hands are shaking like crazy. I don't know what to do.

I look at up to see if there is anyone that can help. I see a talk dark shadow figure from a distance now. I watch as the body just stands there motionless. Not even moving a muscle.

"Leave now." The figure says. The person's body is far away but I heard it like he was right in front of my ears. The voice was calm and angelic but filled with no emotion.

Was this the master mind killer?

I finally regain myself as I follow the order of the man. As much as I hated my night, I didn't want to die. Not here. It felt selfish to leave and knowing there was a dead man laying on the floor but something is telling me, that I shouldn't worry. I just hope this doesn't come back to bite me.

I quickly got myself home as I slowly close my room door to avoid waking my parents. They have work at 7 and it would be rude for me to wake them. I instantly go into my bedroom bathroom as I begin to take off my stink now drenched clothes off my body. I shiver a little from the coldness of my bathroom. I stand in the mirror fully naked as I look at my myself.

"Why?" I questioned. I'm questioning everything about myself of why I have to be so hated on. Am I really a terrible person?  Did I offend anyone or is it just people that hate me for my existence? I know I'm not the most handsome person in the world but they don't have to judge me.

The anger that was build up in me as I finally released my tight fist. I looked down as I look at the palm of my hand. All I see is blood.

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A/N: Two things, poor Win and who might that dark figure be? 😏