Dead To Me

Prologue

The police sirens ring in my ear as they approached yet another house. I watched as they searched around the house with guns ready for fire. This has became a normal thing lately in this neighborhood. People would die, then the police would come. It all started when that weird girl moved here.

She wears all black and her favorite color is dark red. She likes to stay to herself. She's always wearing sunglasses, even when inside, but somehow you can feel her staring deep into your soul. She rarely talks and when she does her voice is quiet and calm yet it scares you. She has the most scariest smile in town. And at night I always hear voices coming from her house, but she lives alone.

I've only talked to her a few times. My mother would force me to be friendly with her since we were the only teens in the neighborhood. What's a guy and a girl supposed to have in common?

The girl is quiet. She only replies with a nod or says the word No. I've never heard her have an actual conversation with someone.

I heard she drinks blood. After that I decided to investigate. I have seen her with bloody lips, and she usually carries a baby bottle full of a thick dark red substance which everyone now thinks is blood.

Her name is Louriza Tronco.

Who knew someone with such a beautiful name could make someone so scared for their life?

There's something up with that girl. And I'm gonna be the one to find out what it is.