Broken Bond (A Hotel Transylvania Fanfic)

Regret

Frank's POV:
I couldn't believe what I had done. Guilt filled my body, making me want to scream, cry and hide, I had just lost my best friend, the only person who I could fully trust. All night long, Drac gave me cold glares, it even felt like the baby did it at times too, but that was just me going crazy... I thought.
Drac said he was going to build a hotel, for everyone to stay, but I knew I wasn't invited, whenever Drac had the opportunity, he would leave me as human bait. Thoughts circled my head, causing me to go insane. Why did I kill Martha? Why did I kill a baby?!?! I ran as fast as I could into the woods and glared at my reflection in a puddle- I was a monster, inside and out. No-one wanted me around anymore, because I made one stupid mistake. I couldn't go back now, everyone, and I mean everyone hated me, I didn't think I could look at Drac anymore, with his arm around Wayne and a baby in the other. What had I done?
There was only one escape to this. I couldn't go into the village as I would be bombarded by humans. I fumble around in my pockets for a while until I found it. Matches. My hands quivered as I stared at the little box of matches and slowly pulled one out. I cried which was sending electric shocks through my body, I'd never cried in my after life! I then thought of my wife, Eunice, even she despised me now, and besides, she deserved a much better husband than one who betrayed his best friends and ruined his own life!

I was a trembling mess now. I kept telling myself that if I didn't do it I'd live miserably, with no-one to talk to. I blocked out all thoughts telling me to stop, I lit the match and threw it down my shirt. It was pain I had never felt before, I could feel the fire burn through my skin and the smoke drying up my throat. Unable to stand up, I dropped to the ground and decided to put the match out, so the whole wood didn't set alight, I was a goner now, anyways.
I suddenly felt... Peaceful, I was just a weight on everyone's shoulders and now I'd dropped off them. My last thought was wondering if anyone cared about me enough to come and find me, probably not, but it was a thought. My last breath rolled through the air, slowly and prettily. I then couldn't feel my body anymore, the tears stopped streaming down my face. The doctor couldn't revive me again after this, and I was content with that. It was then my body relaxed.

That was it. I never thought this would be the way I went down. But life is never the way you expect it, though, right?...