Prologue

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I wish I hadn't wanted it that much. I wish I could just listened to my father's wishes, no matter how ridiculous they sounded. I wish I had never broken the lock to my window, or taken it off its hinges. I wish I had just left everything alone... then everything would be normal... I would be normal. I could have lived my life like I had for the past 16 years. I could have still been daddy's little rich girl- the girl everybody envied and looked at with disdain. 

I could have eventually escaped my older sister's shadows; I could have been the pride and joy of my father. But I still had my father's cold, glares when I came home, letting me know that if I was ever going to surpass my sisters, I had to be better than them in every way possible, and no that didn't mean sports or "silly things with no worth or value." as my father called it. My father meant academics. He meant math, science, English, and other academics.

Not only did the burden of being expected to get ahead of my sisters fall on my shoulders, but I also was expected to get a perfect score of 100, on every test I took. 

With all these things, I longed to still have to remind myself that I was human... that I was just like my sisters. 

What I longed for the most back then was for one day to gain my father's approval before my time on earth ended. For me to be the glory and pride in which he would present to everybody. I wanted to be the shiny new medal that he would wave in people's faces to show that our family was truly the best. But sadly, my longing would last a lifetime... I will never be able to have the feeling of success and triumph over my father's approval. I will never get this feeling because I have to protect him. From what you might ask, well.... from me.  

Some may not believe that I am dangerous by the way I appear, but looks are deceiving. My father, he would never believe me if I told him this, he would think it's just some sorry excuse to earn his sympathy, but it's not. I have to fight the urge whenever I get a step too close to him. And it is strong.

 Another part of me will discard this fact and take what I want, because.... I am a killer. I kill to survive, and I will stop at nothing because what I crave for most above all is blood. I can not contain my inner beast ready to take on anyone or anything that stands in my way of getting this. So, this is why I stay away. I'm stronger than many may think.

Because I have Tainted Blood....

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