Living in prison isn't so bad after you've lived it three times over. But it gets quite boring. I could escape as easily as snapped neck here, a few drained bodies there, but what's the use when the outside world is practically destroying itself. I'm safe in here.
Oh my, my most humble of apologies, my name is Niall Horan, I'm a vampire,witch makes me virtually indestructible and devastatingly handsome. What? To arrogant for your liking. Well. I have two words for you. Fuck you. Leave it to humans to get jealous over vanity. Leave it to human to just be annoying.
I hate humans and all the stupid things humans do.
Over the entire 200 years that I've been a vampire humans just seem to get stupider. That's why it's so much more fun to kill them.You could call me sadistic, but it's apart of who I am. I don't have to worry about anything because I know that I have eternity to myself. I'm the only vampire I know of.
There is no council. There are no rules. So why do I choose to stay in this dingy prison. Because I believe in punishment. Even if it's my own. I serve a life sentence for every stupid guard I kill.
I can't help but feel lonely sometimes. I could break out, and find someone to love.
I could turn them and live happily ever after.
But vampires don't live happily. They stay in the darkness.
"You don't have to stay in the darkness forever boy" a gravely voice coughed out.
I look over to see a frail old man hunched in the corner, his heartbeat barley audible.
How long has he been in here? I thought I had this cell
To myself?"Shut up old man" I snapped. I was not in the mood for his petty human talk. It annoys me.
The man started to laugh... witch ended him up in a coughing fit again.
He spoke with a cocky grin,
"you call me the old man, when really you are much older than you say you are... and I'm right? aren't I?"
I sat there.
Blankly starring at him, just trying to understand just how in the hell he was to guess that I was a vampire.
"How do you know that I'm a vampire?" I asked, I mean, I look normal so how could he know?
"Your eyes tell a story my dear boy"...............
MY EYES!!!!!!!
How could I forget my eyes. I have fucking red eyes! All vampires have red eyes. None of this twilight light shit. You're stuck with red eyes for life.
"What story do they tell?" I spoke with caution. This man may know to much about me. He might want to get close to me and then. BAM. One misunderstanding and he's dead.
"They tell me that you've always been alone. you tried your best to treat people nicely but it just isn't in your nature. So you hide away in an old prison so that you can punish yourself..... am I right?"
I stare at him. Baffled at how got all of that just by looking into my eyes.
If vampires could cry.... Well I wouldn't cry cause I'm not a sissy.
What I didn't expect was for the man to get up, walk over to me and hug me.
So how did I react? like any vampire who hasn't been touched like that since he was four.
I crushed him.
Fuck............
I just killed the only man that could possibly ever understand me.
I might take myself up on that offer I had for myself to get the out of here before I get another life sentence.
I bend the bars of the window and jump down about.... thirty or fourth feet to the ground.
I get up, brush myself off and start running. Where? I don't know yet, but hey! I'm only just getting started.
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So yeah. Nails took me a long time and I got really lazy with it but whatever. I will either have LIAMS up today or tomorrow so yeah.
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