Bloody Love

Epilogue/intro

My heart stopped beating, my vision became distinct, and my hearing puzzled me, "Veronica! Open your eyes!" I've heard, but as if I was submerged in water. I felt a warm presence near me; it felt as if someone was clenching me into my arms. Like I was clenching for my own life.

"Ronnie, please wake up!" That sweet, but manly voice called out. "Damien," I whispered, "Help me". Next thing I knew I wasn't able to open my eyes.

But let me just get to the beginning of all this crazy shit that you're about to read. My name is Veronica Elizabeth, I'm not including my surname because I wish to not be found. It all started at the age of 16, I was lifeless and dreaded about starting a new life, and actually being around people, but I had no choice.

You see; my mother, Barbara, and my father, John, were murdered on my birthday. They told me it was a double suicide, but I knew my parents couldn't do that to me, they loved me too much. This situation had changed me, made me have a new perspective in life: to be cautious, and not to trust people.

I used to be optimistic, that one super peppy girl that wore pink and whatnot. But since then, I was a moody dull teenaged girl who didn't care about her appearance.