Monster

Tatiana • One

Her throat burned as she lurched forward, letting a crimson liquid drip down the sides of her mouth. Her mocha colored skin paled significantly as the pool of blood under her began to fill up. Her body craved more. She needed more. She wanted more. If Tatiana couldn't control herself now, she knew the inevitable would come and she'd be lost to her inner demons. She couldn't allow that happen. He would find her again. And quite frankly Tatiana didn't want to be found by him.

Her legs shook beneath her body as the adrenaline started to kick in. The black hoodie Tatiana worse was stained with a black liquid. She grimaced and pushed herself off to the side. She wasn't a healthy person.Or monster as they would call her. A demon. An ostracized supernatural being. Tatiana didn't even know what she yet the society had to claim her as something.

The cold, eroded brick underneath her head brought some serenity over the woman. The full moon stared down at her, spreading it's light over the weakened being as if to show some pity. A wry smile caressed Tatiana's face. She was so far away from her home in the United States. Now she lied on the dilapidated theater that was dedicated to Dionysus.

What could she do now? There was nothing but the open wilderness around. The beautiful landscape of Greece put a smile on the young girl's face. The stars twinkled above, sending messages to Tatiana in Morse code.

He's coming after you. He will find you again. A voice, her instincts, the scared side of Tatiana, started to take charge.

Her mocha fingers twitched. It was now or never. The girl in the black hoodie slowly stood up. She let out a cry and tumbled on her side. It was useless. Tatiana refused to eat. She knew she was a monster and she was paying the price for betraying herself. She was paying the price for leaving him. Yet, a fire burning sensation continued to fuel itself within Tatiana. She must get away.

And reader, I must tell you how everything came to be.