As little girls we are told our princes will come. That we would be Beautiful,Smart and Kind. That we would have a Happily Ever After. But all of a sudden you're 16 crying at the top of your lungs with a box of tissues, so young yet so full of hate...
I felt this glee... but not like happiness and this freedom. Could this be evil? I walk out the forest into town. The streets are filled with people and my veins become prominent. As i decided who my snack was going to be a store caught my eye.
*Modern beauty *
I look down at my clothes... I do need a change of look. I walk over to the store. As the I walk in a bell chimes. A girl at the cash register squeals "Welcome". I look at her disturbed and head to the back of the store. I look at the dresses and begin picking things out. I walk into the dressing room and peel off my clothes, there's rips and leftover leaves and stuff from the woods. I begin picking dresses and trying out things, finally I reach a green dress with a cut on my shoulder.
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"Perfect", I smile.
I head back out and pass the girl at the register. She begins to scream in her annoying voice.
"Miss, wait, you have to pay.." She runs after me.
I turn on one heel as I grab her neck. I lift her up passed my shoulders and her legs begin shaking.
"Imaginary crash or death"? Her eyes become wide, she tries to talk,
"Please you must pay.. I don't... want to need... to call the police", she starts coughing.
I grin evilly.
" Death it is.."
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And I sucked her dry.
I giggled to myself and I was on my way.
Jacob POV
Stephen wanted to make things predictable and help Lacie find me quicker, so he kidnapped me and trapped me in my own home... the irony. We exited out the window just to go back in and into the basement. Stephen threw me into one of the rooms down there and locked the door.
"Don't worry i won't bother you so much, you don't heal as fast as Damon and I can't kill you... just yet".
I picked myself up and rubbed my jeans, this prick.
I walked around the room observing my surroundings, there was many old stuffy boxes and the room was half lit. I sighed, I sat on one of the boxes and waited for my fate.
