I Want Revenge (Book 2 of Words Isn't Always The Way To Answer)

Chapter 14 (Ripper...)

Chapter 14
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...Harry's POV...

Days have passed since the boys left, it was only Liam and Niall here now and if I should be honest I did not care at all. This time it was easy for me to turn off my humanity switch and I did not feel a thing. I adored it. I adored being able to fuck a bitch and then kill her with my bare teeth. I did not remember the last time I ever felt good about killing someone and I liked it. I loved the feeling of the warm blood running down my throat, the way it felt when my teeth sunk into the warm and pumping skin and how good it felt when the body became lifeless in my grip. This is what I was made for.

"Harry, please this isn't you" Niall said as he looked at dead bodies in front of me on the floor.
"This is me" I said as I licked away the blood around my mouth.
"No it's not and whatever you say won't make me change my mind" He said before walking out.

I just rolled my eyes and looked back at the photo in my hand. It was a picture of her, a picture where she was happy and with me. How could she do this? How could she just leave and fuck my stepbrother and without even thinking about how I felt. She's a whore that's for sure. She doesn't care about anyone's feelings except for her own. Not that I care.

"Why are you still here then?" I growled at him.
"Honestly, I hate you and I really don't know why I would stay. Every little inch of me hates this side of you and you've shown it too many times now" Niall said and I could feel the anger build up inside of me.
"THEN LEAVE! I AM WAY HAPPIER WITHOUT YOU!" I yelled out and his face looked scared.
"Fine, just so you know. You'll end up alone"

He almost spat me in my face before disappearing out of the house. I breathed in the air of being alone and I loved it. The feeling of being alone and free, man I loved this.

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Days, weeks and months passed. I've been alone for exactly 152 days. I would be lying if I said I enjoyed being on my own. But the perks of it was that I could do exactly whatever I wanted to do and I adored it. I have been killing so many humans that I lost count after a 100rd.

I could feel the red warm liquid slowly running down my throat as my teeth sunk into the warm skin. The vein pumping under my sharp fangs and the woman falling lifeless into my arms. Her skin losing its colour and the skin under her eyes turning dark. She was dead. My arms dropped her body onto the floor and to me she was just another one of my victims. Just another body for me to drain. I looked around the room, bodies everywhere and blood staining the hardwood floor. I could hear footsteps around the house and a familiar smell hit my nostrils. Not her for God's sake.

"H-harry?" Her sweet voice filled the room and all I could think about was killing her with my bare hands. All misery she has brought me made me the way I am and she decided to fuck my brother.
"So what brought you here Lana?" I said and I could sense her presence.
"What have you done? Are you seriously killing people and keeping the corps? What the hell is wrong with you?" She said and I turned around to face her, blood running down my mouth and my veins popping under my eyes.
"I do this just because I can" I said and her eyes were filled with fear.
"B-but this isn't you" She said and walked up to me, she was so close that I could feel her breath against my lips. "You aren't a monster"
"This is what I am Lana, I'm a monster" I said, scared she would turn my humanity on again.
"Harry please, this isn't you at all" Her voice was so sweet and innocent.

I just pushed her away from me, her back hitting the wall and I could hear the bones breaking. She quickly stood up as her bones healed again. Her eyes turned black in anger and I knew this was the side I wanted to appear.