The Monster Within Us

Chapter 22: Slowly losing my mind everyday hurts

After we finished, we all was shocked. Vinny was the first to speak up.

"Did you do this Jayla?!" -Vinny spoke

Yeah...? -I said in concerned

"How did you not die through out all of that?" -Vinny said

I stood silent for a bit. 'Give me a knife.' -I said

"Wha-what?" -Vinny asked

NOW! -I shouted

Without no hesitation, he grabbed a knife from the kitchen and hand it to me. I looked at it and kept it as that for a minute and then finally took off my mask and stabbed the side of my chest. I stabbed it deep but make sure to not stab any of my organs. After that, I ripped the knife out of my chest and dropped it. The boys was scared, Tony tried to run up to me. I put my hand out to stop them.

It's okay....just watch...- I said

After a few moments, I was able to truly stand and walk around as blood was slowly dripping from the side. After that, the muscles and tissues started to grow and reattach itself. After 10 seconds later, my skin slowly started to grow and connect back. The boys was surprised, Tony out of all people was scared for a bit. I then showed them the side of my chest where I stabbed it from and it looks like I never stabbed myself at all.

See? That's how I survived all of those gunshots. -I said

They was amazed of what I can do. It's surprising how a smoker out of all people is scared that a 15 year old girl would die immediately. I was proud of myself of what I can do. The best thing I can do as of right now is keep my healing in control and not do too much risky things. If people found out who I really was, they will think I'm some sort of robot. The last time I check, I'm a monster, not a robot. There is a difference between the two of us.

After I have shown them what I can do, I left the house and went to the city. Surprisedly, the city is a 10 minute walk. I went a gas station and grab myself a soda or two. I only went there because I wanted to walk around and breathe the fresh air. It feels great every now and then. I went back home to set the drinks down and put a note for the boys and left again.

'The drinks are for me, only. If you think I drink blood, I don't do that EVERY TIME, I do drink soda every now and then but I still have to drink blood. I'm not gonna be happy if I see anyone opening the bottles.'

As i was walking around, I do hear people talking around me. Some of it is normal talk, others are talking about shady things and others are just drunk. I noticed that I was slowly getting hungry minute by minute. As my vision was slowly flashing red to normal, I noticed someone was following me. I turn to my shoulder to see a random drunk guy following me. I kept walking for a bit and he kept following me. He isn't gonna stop. I make my way to the back of a store and somehow, he still followed me here. During this time, my vision is now red and for some reason, the figures didn't appear just yet. He tried to grab me by the arm but I managed to back away from him and then he tried to grab me. At this rate, I kicked him a bit and now my vision shows him being a figure.

I tried to get him to stop or try to knock him out but it doesn't work. He was trying to assault me due to him being really drunk. Since we was behind a store, I tried to get him off of me and part of me was thinking if I should bite him and for some reason, I did.

One thing led to me tearing apart another body and I didn't know how to stop myself from doing so. I was losing control of my own body yet again as I ripping apart his flesh. Just hearing him scream in pain makes me sick but I couldn't stop myself from ripping him flesh and bones apart. As I was done, I could no longer hear him scream and the figure was gone. I got up and look at the floor and just stood there for a bit. Seeing me eating someone with no second chance was heartbreaking. I don't know his life, I don't know if he have kids or a wife and I don't know why I would do that to a innocent man. Regardless if they are shady or not, it still hurts me doing that. I don't know what is going on around their life and yet, I still kill them for my own gain. Blood is all over my head to my chest and near my legs. I didn't have a choice but to put my mask back on and start running in the dark.

As I was running, I was panting for a bit but worried that someone might see me with blood and think I am running away from a murder I just did. After 30 minutes, I finally made it back home and went to the shower to clean myself up real quickly.

I wouldn't be surprised if I kept doing this, I might think that eating humans might feels satisfying.