Gabriel (Book 1)

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March 19th, 2011

I try to ignore the hands reaching out from the darkness and Her words of temptation. My fangs are extended with anticipation and venom is filling my mouth with the thought of sucking the life from somebody. Its not that I'm starving, its not even that I'm even a bit hungry, its just that I wanna kill some people! I wanna sink my teeth into their neck, I want to feel their wasted struggle to survive, I want to taste the last of their life dripping warm and fast down my throat. My body is buzzing with the thought of a fresh kill, the screams of regret, my moans as I finnish their life.

I try to hide my fangs away but I'm too excited now. Instead I focus on what is downstairs. We have two new people that I don't know, then there's Jordan and Faine and Valentina and Katy, and another I don't know. I find myself opening the door and walking down the stairs. All of them are perched around the room talking. They stop and stare as I quietly drift towards the back and sit on the couch. I don't say anything so they resume their conversation. One of the new girls won't stop looking at me. She is scrutinizing my every move and my every feature. She glares at me and squints her eyes like she thinks I'm the devil.

I flash her a pointy smile and she flinches a little.

"'Gabriel, this is Hazel. Hazel, Gabriel.'" Valentina says catching our stare off.

Neither of us says anything. There is something not right about her, all the sudden, an absolutely repulsive smell hits me. Worse than dead fish, worse than rotting corpses, worse than garbage! Hazel laughs when she notices that I stopped breathing.

"'Hazel is an angel.'" Valentina says happily.

That's why I don't like her, its obvious now. I can practically see giant white wings and a gold halo above her head. She disgust me!! If she hates me half as much as I hate her, then I really must be some form of evil or something. I learn that the nice couple sitting with Faine at the table is her brother, Adam, and his wife, Karen. Karen is a lovely girl with a nice smile and a firm grasp around Adam's waist.

None of these people will be any fun! Damn them all! I shift my attention to Lottie and Bastien. I don't even try to hide the fact that I'm observing them. I stare openly and intensely at her. She sees my gaze and nods, obviously telling me that she is as bored as I am. She tilts her head towards the door asking me if I want to go hang out away from these losers. I shake my head but stand up and walk out the front door. They all stare and mutter 'where is he going?' Before I left, I glared at Lottie telling her not to come. Let them all think what they want, let them think I've gone hunting. I climb back into my room, the sunlight bothered my eyes too much. I look at my reflection in the mirror. I guess I did look kind of scary. My hair was hanging over my eyes, my red eyes were rimmed in black tiredness. I pulled open my shirt and saw the jagged marks from Her running across my chest. Seeing my dishelved appearance and stare of death in the mirror, I did think I looked evil. Whatever. I don't care. I walk towards the bed but hear someone coming so I dart behind the door to the room. Jordan opens the door and walks into the room not realizing that I was still there. The first thing she looks at are the paintings. She gets frightened at Her picture. The one with the thorns and then gasps when she sees mine with the blood splattered everywhere. Then she starts going through my stuff! Really Jordan?!? She empties all the money onto my floor and sighs of frustration. Well, what does she think she's goona find?! Does she really think I killed someone and kept their heart?!? Mmmm- don't answer that. Technically I was already dead when I did that.

She opens up the dresser drawer and finds what I hoped she wouldn't: my heart. She holds up the jar I put it in and looks at it.

"'Oh my god! What have you done?'" She says aloud.