"Don't you see? I am just about as screwed up as they come," Dean snickered, I am guessing at the thought of even opening up a little to me. I never really thought he would. He just seems like the type that played with you mentally and emotionally, with absolutely no emotional attachment on his part.
I shook my head. "Something, or someone had to make you the way you are today, you weren't just born messed up."
"Oh, Princess, you are so naive. I was born psychotic, " he looked away, his eyes softening. "I was made a monster, though."
"A monster? What do you mean exactly?" My voice broke off. Dean was scaring me, I wasn't used to this. Sure, Aleksandr beat me, but I never thought he would ever kill me. Dean, though, I wasn't sure about. He was just so mysterious, so unknown to me. Something inside of me loved the fact that he was so dark, but I was afraid. I was afraid of what he could do to me. He could murder me out here for all I know.
He chuckled again, "I should be in an insane asylum, or prison. I have done things that would make a pretty little girl like you cry your pathetic heart out every night. I am a monster because of what I am. I was forced to become ruthless. I can never turn back. Not that I would, at lease now I know what I am and where I belong," he shot a sickening smirk my way, "At the top of the food chain."
I took a step back, nervous, yet curious. "What are you, Dean? What do you mean?" I needed answers, I had to know the truth, and all of it.
"I'm a blood sucking vampire, Felicity Marie Jones, and I have chose you to be my new little blood bag."
Well I has been a very long time, and I am so sorry. This is short, but I just wanted to leave a cliffhanger in all honesty, but I already have the rest of the chapter written! So it will be updated in about a day or two. Thank you Skylier Alera for leaving comments and voting and actually making me want to update! #inspiration . Thank you guys!
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Corrupted
VampirosWhen young Felicity Jones finally tells of her troubled past, she thinks it's over. Little does she know, it has only just begun. And this, is her story.