Biting Back (Completed)

Evelyn?

I have the feeling it's time. I can't stay here any longer. My sanity has decade as I wonder around. The TV is fucking broken. I tried it and all it would play is the same boring episodes and nothing fucking else!
Erick has become more and more distant. He's just become another ghost.

I need to grab his attention. I'm a professional dramatic. I can make a scene. I need to make it as dramatic as possible so he'll be struck by sorrow and grief. He will be so distracted that he won't even realize I am holding a dagger behind me and BAM! He's struck down dead!

I made my scene and thre a little extra blood on the floor for the dramatics. I tried to use some old dead flowers as a sprinkle on top around the body. Then I just set up the scene and practiced my great acting skills. I had already placed the dagger under the mattress of the bed. I was ready. It bas come time. I screamed and tried my best to shed a tear and there. I expected him to come running. I saw him slowly stumble around the corner. "Hey, you are okay! I am almost there." -"Give a man a break!" He said drunkenly. Good God. This is perfect. I screamed again hoping he would at least hurry a bit up. He leaned against the wall of the doorway. "I'm here little bloom! To the fucking rescue." I knelt down over the body and tried my best fake cry. "What the hell is that?" He asked as he looked down at the lifeless little soul. "He's dead Erick! You have got to save him!" I shouted. "What the fuck? Is that a rat?" He leaned over it. "Doesn't matter aren't you going to save him... for me?" I asked him trying to gold in my laughter. "You're making that weird face. What are you up to. Besides he's dead. I can't save a dead thing." He said as he fixed his posture. "Just do something for fucks sake. Can't you be sad with me and grieve his loss." I said as I poked the little buddy's body. He sat down opposite me and gave me a weird look. "Sorry you died." He said as he poked the little rat. "That's all you had to say. You need to make a speech. "Alright fine. I'm sorry Angela killed you and made you suffer and smeared your blood all over the floor and sprinkled dried up rose petals around your crime scene." -"I'm also sorry that Angela's standing behind me ready to stab me. I'm not oblivious Angela." He finished saying as I stood behind him still looking for the dagger under the bed. I quickly grabbed it and when I turned around Erick was already towering over me. "Oh fuck..." I mumbled quietly. "Oh fuck indeed." He grinned as his eyes turned a bloody red again.

His eyes turned an icey blue again. His face changed. He seemed surprised. He turned around slowly. "Evelyn." He said quietly. It was that ghost again, his wife. He reached his hand out and tried to placed his hand on her face, but his hand slipped into the thin air. She hovered there for a minute as I watched them. Evelyn evaporated.

I could hear Erick sobbing. He fell down to his knees and looked up at his hands. I got the dagger ready and held it above him. He turned around as I could see the tears rolling down his face. I paused for a moment as I felt empathy for this monster. He turned back around and felt as he prepared himself. I stuck the knive deep though his shirt. He sat there for a moment as he collapsed down. I knelt down to him and brushed my fingers though his hair as his eyes looked back up at mine. I teared up seeing the sight of him like this, even though I was the one who did it. I finished what must be done. I kissed his forehead and got up and left. I never looked back.

I went into the librabry and opened the book shelf door and got down the ladder and climed my way up freedom. When I was all the way up the ladder I noticed something. It was a fucking mausoleum. How ironic.
I walked out and saw it was a graveyard. He's just so typical.

Outside of the mausoleum I noticed a rose. Red bow this time. Tied into the bow was a pretty silver ring with a balck stone. Silver is usually not my color, but for this one I'll make an exception.  I took the ring and placed it on my right ring finger. Fit perfectly.
I took the ribbon from the bow and tied it into my hair. I'm leaving him the rose at least. Now I get my freedom, a new life. Hopefully a less tragic, pathetic, sad, terrible and hopeless life then my last one. Now I just need to find that sugar daddy I was looking for. Goodbye Sparkle bitch and also that poor muscle rat I used as a sacrifice. R.i.p. little buddy.

I walked around though the graveyard getting a little lost. I stumbled upon a woman visting someone. I thought about sucking all the blood out of her, but she turned around and I immediately reconized who it was.
"Evelyn?" I asked her. I could see her expression turning into fear. Things are always getting more interesting aren't they. Now my journey begins, once again.