Prologue

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The song for this chapter is:
Monster- Imagine Dragons (cover)
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I had just pulled up to my new apartment. I parked the car in one row of the large parking garage. I left the car idling and just thought for a moment. It was very hot in here and I was beginning to regret my choice of attire which consisted of long blue jeans a t-shirt and a cardigan, but in my defense it was already late October.




I looked forward at the big metal doors or an old elevator. I still wasn't sure weather to laugh or cry. Laugh at the thought that an elevator this rusty and worn still passed inspections and was allowed to be kept functioning or cry at the thought that I very well may never see my family again. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down.



I stepped out of the car and began to take the elevator up to my floor it's a good thing there was no one else in it I don't think that now is the best time for small talk. After the doors opened I walked down a dirty, and visibly aged, and disheveled hallway. There was a moist, musky scent. Where I lived was at the end of It. I opened the door of the apartment. That's when I began to think of all of the things that led me to this moment. It was all to much just thinking about it brought years to my eyes.



School starts next week and I'm extremely nervous I didn't want to loose control, that's why I moved out in the first place. I didn't want to hurt my family, anymore than I already have at this point and besides they don't know what I am. I was starting high school to learn to control myself. I needed to know that there was still at least some hope for me yet.



I sighed heavily I wasn't sure how I was going to even get through my first day if the cravings are too strong. What if I was too weird and wouldn't fit in? What if I began to flunk? What if...



"Stop!" I spoke aloud. Syking yourself out won't do anything good for you and you know it.



I began to look around when I remember that later on I need get all of my boxes and start unpacking. Ugh. That's always fun. This small space had the basics: a bedroom with a small bathroom attached, in the back of the area, an unremodled 40's kitchen to my right and a "living room" with a stained couch in front of a plastic milk crate which I think was supposed to be a tv stand.



Just then it hit me. Like a knife in the back, I almost doubled over. It was the hunger.



I knew prolonging feeding would only make it worse so I had to give in. I sped out of the building and into a nearby alley I knew. Great no one here I guess I'll have to do this the hard way. I flashed into a busy part of town, my legs not tired of running because I wasn't human.



I don't want anyone to know what I am. I saw a man and when no one was looking grabbed him off the sidewalk and ran back to the alley with him.


I didn't choose this. I looked up at him with apologetic eyes as he stared back stunned and confused. I had to hold him so he wouldn't try to run. I didn't plan for this to happen.



"Please don't be afraid." I told him in a soft voice. Now you know what I am.



"The less you move the easier this will be on both of us." I can't escape it.



    "I promise it won't hurt that much." I can't run from it,



With that I pulled down the mans collar. My fangs elongated and I sank my teeth into the man's jugular vain and as expected he screamed.
Because this is who I am.



He just continued to scream and he wouldn't stop I can still hear his screams in my head. This is what I'll always be.



I pulled back and let the man go. His body slumped to the ground. I killed him. He was dead because of me. Because of something I can't explain.



This is what I am, this is what I've turned into... I back away from the body and leave as fast as I can. A monster.

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