Sadism

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Tyler Lockwoods PoV-

The pain I see over one mans death. Huh it's funny, everyone cries and suddenly recalls all the things that happened between the both of you when your 6ft under. Death is inevitable, it prowls behind life whispering

'You can protect him all you want, but when the hunger kicks in, I will need to feed. I will take him. Because life is what the blind live for. But death. Death doesn't care if your ready or not. I will take him. Because nothing has power over me"

I smiled in the mirror, I knew I was a sadist. I knew there was something wrong with me ever since my teacher asked what I find beautiful and I said 9/11.

She questioned me and I said it was beautiful because all the blood shed looked beautiful sliding down the building.

My mother always ran her fingers through my hair and proclaimed I was normal when my teachers said otherwise.

One time I locked her in the basement and set my room on fire with my little sister in it and when the firefighters rescued us , I said I wanted to see how long my mum and sister could scream for, I still remember the horror in the blonde headed mans eyes.

That was when my mother knew something was wrong with me.

And she clutched onto my little sister closely, shaking her head and tears cascaded from her deep blue sorrowful eyes, and I smiled.

I smiled at their sadness.

And it felt so good, because I knew I was fucked up.

I was a sweet little baby in a world full of pain.

And now I'm not going to stop until I see the world burn. While I watch.

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