Rethink my diet

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"Kyle please... I need time to take all this in. Just let me go please." His hands dropped to his sides and he just stared. I don't know what i want but love isn't something i ever want to feel again. I thought i loved Santos but that back fired i can't do the same especially if it means loosing Kyle. I swore never to love again. Love and hate has torn my life apart so i chose one side. I chose hate. Love makes you soft. I can't afford to go soft now. Santos is back and hunting me. And knowing this i need to keep Kyle alive. Santos already knows he and i are still friends but Kyle will not be used to get to me. No i couldn't do that. He needs to be kept safe. ANd i am going to kill myself for this, well that is unless Santos beats me to it.

"You may love me Kyle, but you forgot one thing. I can't love. YOU made sure of that. Because of you this has happened, i can never forgive you for that (LIE). You can't care too much for me if you couldn't tell me this. You couldn't get enough balls up to tell me you ruined me. You don't hide things from the one you love. So get everything right now. Read my lips and listen very carefully Kyle. I HATE YOU, i will forever nothing you do can ever change that. I never want to see your face, your arm, your leg or any other part of you again because at this very moment it is taking every bit of my self control not to tear you apart right now and send you back to where you belong. Hell. Where you would be tortured for eternity as you couldn't complete  the job you were sent to do." Everybit well except te last bit of my rant he definately would be punished, was a lie. I wanted to curl up in his arms and never leave. I could love him if i wanted but Santos will hurt him and i couldnt stand if it was my fault that happened. He stood there staring at me, taking in everyone of my words. I turned on my heel and sprinted from his apartment grabbing my phone as i exited through the window i broke through to begin with. Tears had begun to fall again but i didn't care. I needed to put distance between myself and Kyle. If he even has an incling that i was lying and he confronted me i dont think i could do it again. I need him but for that to be i need to get rid of Santos. Killing Santos would fix all my problems. Now i just have to find him.

REaching my apartment i caught onto a smell. WHo was no........... had been here? Wait i know that smell. Kyle. The scent was strongest in my room. Stuck to my Dresser was a letter.

Scarlet,

I'm sorry for not telling you and this is the last you'll hear from me. You may not want anything to do with me but i am sticking by my goal before everything goes back to what it was. I'm going to get rid of Santos and that will be my last gift to you. Your safety is enough for me, then i will return to Hell and face my father. I will miss you forever Scarlet and wish that this could have ended differently. You changed me and i dont want to go back to what i was so after my last mission is done i will kill myself and go back before i can do something i would forever regret. I will love you forever and i hope that if we ever meet again it will be on good terms.

Kyle.

Tears stained the paper. I was so angry. Not at him at myself and Santos. I felt it burning through me. It was red hot on my fingertips and then the paper was gone. The buning stopped and the ash ran through my fingers like sand. Well that is new. Creating fire was definately not a usual thing for me. I looked up at the mirror and Santos' message was gone and the mirror was shattered. Another piece of paper was stuck to it.

Mirrors are not your friends. You can see yourself but you never know who else can to.

 The writing wasn't the same. Who wrote this note? And what the hell did it mean? Okay my life is messed up and Andy can't get here fast enough. 5 am she will be here in two hours. Sleep isn't good. I need food. And now i also need strength. One thing can give me everything i need. Blood. Not animal blood. Human blood. Closing my eyes i breathed. I have to do this. Kyle can't not anymore. He cant bring me little pints of the stuff for emergencies. I need it in my system if im going to unlock everything i have to.

 Opening my eyes i let my instincts take over. Climbing onto my window i jumped. Prowling the streets i found many people but being me none of them were the right ones. I still can't attack an innocent. I need togo for the bad. I just wont waste their blood or get.... well you-know-who and no not voldermort, to get rid of the blood as to not waste it. I need to find my next victim and choose them for the right reason. And i know exactly where to go. The cells.

A small island no one but few know of just of the coast of the border was were the special case victims are. Mass murders, child abusers ect ect. The unstable ones aren't ever going back to live a normal life. So why not get them out of their misery? Besides no one ever thought someone would break in or out of that place. So why not be the first?

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