Subtle Details

Prologue

It started five years ago, when I was twelve. I had snuck out to go to a concert with some of my human friends. Yes I mean humans because I'm a vampire. My parents aren't really my natural parents but actually my older brother and sister. They're about twenty-three in humans years and we were all bitten three years before on Thanksgiving. That's also the same year our parents died...

Anyways, I was stupid, I snuck out because I had been rebellious of my siblings' overbearing protection and rules. As soon as I was out I flinted to where my friends said we were going to meet up. Flinting is a faster form of running for vampires. It was around an old factory which no one had really known about it, which was pretty strange but I wasn't thinking about that... I really wish I had though. When I got there it was later than the time they said to meet up there but no one was there. So I thought I was early but I was so wrong.

They had been suspicious of me since I came to their school about a month before then. I was so damn innocent that I didn't realize how weird they'd treated me, I was just so happy to have friends since we had to move a lot. When they finally arrived I waved and smiled at them. I fucking smiled at them! When they got closer to me (about all twenty of them) Mike, the fucked up leader of their little mafia group, walked, grabbed my shirt collar and pulled me to his face and whispered, "We know what you are." And threw me on the ground as hard as he could causing me help out in pain.

I was terrified, even though they could probably never kill me, the weapons they'd brought scared me to the point that I wished I was dead. My eyes widened as the guys who thought were my friends took out wooden and metal bats, switch knifes, clubs, and varieties of torturous weapons from behind them and ganged up on me. They surrounded me before I knew what was going on, started beating on me, mercilessly. I'd curled up into a ball and they to kick me in the head as well. I was pretty short and scrawny back then. I couldn't take it much longer and I snapped. Blood, limbs, intestines flew around me almost as if they were in a hurricane of destruction. By the time I came back to reality, they were slaughtered and spread around in a grotesque mess that couldn't even be called human again. Their blood stained my shirt, my jacket,... my skin... I stood, terrified of what I'd done.

I ran straight home, crying my eyes out as well as waking my brother and my sister. They asked what had gone down and at first I couldn't answer but I slowly stuttered out what happened. my brother explained to me that they didn't know what the vampiric term was but they called it a Blood Rush. Basically when we are overly filled with anger or fear, we get a massive adrenaline rush.

We had to move because of we didn't want to be caught when they found the bodies; they would've thought it was me who wasn't the victim but I guess there were two victims that night. That night left me jaded, even now after five years. You do the math.

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Hi peoples of the Wattpad!

This is like the first story I've ever posted on here so I hope you guys like it! （≧∇≦）

I really took time in writing this as detail-ably as possible.

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