Dark hunger

;prologue

Lonan Monroe/ Lonan Monroe Reed Elba ~

I stared at the certificate. I knew this day would come. I knew time was short...for them but I knew. I knew... when this happened... I was going to the only one left. I knew that time was short. I knew... But why can't I get over it? Why can't I continue as I once was? Death isn't the last of them... death...

I should have excepted it. No, I did... it wasn't like he was going to live till he was old. I felt the glass table trying not to cave under my grip. But I can't...didn't expect this is feel... to hurt...

Because this was too soon... it was too late...or I was...

I should've been there. Why didn't he let me? Why must I suffer this pain all on my own?!

This pain was...

The table finally shattered under my grip. Like my mental state. Then I became the irritable, a enrage beast. The anger that I had hid, kept, sunk, locked up. Had busted, erupted , escaped, opened. But I stood frozen as if time had stopped before my knees caved.

Then I became nauseous. The venom and saliva built as the inside of my body boiled. I vomit blood where I stood. This pain, this anger made me ill. I couldn't do nothing but continue to vomit blood making my heart squeeze. Then stop to start again.

"Fuck!"

Even losing half of my essence I still live. How beastly. How inhuman.

Ha...when have I ever been human...

I witnessed every last moment when they woke...and when they closed their eyes. To their last breath... for years, decades, centuries. My bloodline...has finally perished.

I screamed as the realization keeps bringing more pain. It's over...

"Mother...sister..."

Why am I...why was I left!

My head played these cycles for days. Until I couldn't handle it anymore. My death... I won't give it to no one else. My death is mine alone. But my death isn't going to be painless. My death...

Beasts like me can't die from starvation, breaking a few bones. The only death for us, is ripping the only thing that keeps our body going. Then the purification... I didn't waste a thought. Doing what I knew was the only way. Digging out my own heart. The first time I ever broke through my own flesh and bones, frozen organs.

I groaned coughing up more blood, I felt dizzy, my ears pop. As noise began to fade and echo. Feeling my own inside grossed me out but I wasn't going to leave until-

"Ugh!" I felt my nail tap my heart that vibrated my whole body. Everything started to pulsate. I slowly stood as I moved closer to the light.

The sun.

Once I rip it out-

"Ah!" I screamed by the unexpected sensitivity of my own heart. Then I was stuck frozen. I became numb as a rush of fire and ice rushed through me.

I don't know how long I was stun for, but I noticed the sun was coming up. Here I go...

"No!"

Before I could yank out my heart I was grabbed and surrounded.

"Shit, get out of my way!"

Tobias held my wrist stopping me. "No, brother please not like this!"

I growled trying to continue but I was too weak to fight back. "I can't...please I beg of you."

I was forced down as they stopping me.

"Ah...am I not allowed to die?"

"My son..." Professor rubbed my head shaking her own. "Not like this..."

I couldn't hear the rest of her words as I began to lose consciousness.

~ Jonah Marley Kohan/ Jonah Royal Lee Monroe

The first time I had inflicted a wound on myself was to wake myself up. The second time was for self-loathing. But then it became addictive. I looked at the cuts, burns and the bruises of my attempts.

"How much more can I take?"

As usual I roll over to wipe the blood off my wrist to bandage it. How disgusting. The foul stench of blood. I rushed to the washroom vomiting. Damnit what a weak stomach I have.

"I'll stop this time..."

I stared at my horrid reflection. I am used to the old scars and burns. I brushed my teeth and heard the phone ring.

"Shit!" I rushed out grabbing it. "This is the Kohan line."

"Evening Mrs. Kohan...this is Stewart McCain."

Ah the lawyer... I stiffened and quickly spit. "Yes? Has there been a problem?"

"Mrs. Kohan... I have caught wind that they have reopened the case."

I felt my knees go weak. "I thought-"

"They are claiming you murdered them."

I could only laugh out of shock. "Are you fucking kidding me! I killed whom!"

It had only been months since I lost them. But before I knew it...months became years. If it wasn't one thing it was another.

I didn't know how else to let out this frustration but on myself.

"Please not like this Jo,"

Cause when I did I heard them.

"Mama don't,"

It was the only thing that kept me sane.

"Jo, don't let this burden you. I won't allow it."

"You don't understand! This is the only thing I have of you!"

I shouted at the broken picture frames that became a bloody mess. This is all I have left. After I lost everything. This has to be my fault. They weren't wrong I did kill them!