Freak

Food

I take my black hoodie out of my closet, and put the hood up. I walk to the nearest club, as I get close I can hear the bass from the rave music, as it makes the floor shake. The jumper lets me in with a nod of my head. I enter a large space to see bodies swaying back and forth, some jump to the music. Their flesh drip with sweat... their pulse going fast.

I stare at all of them finding my next prey. My hunger rising, with each human I pass. The smell of alcohol, and drugs drift through the air. Even though its a disgusting smell, I go deeper into the room, until I find her, my next victim.

She's about 17-18 years old. She walks towards me with confidence in each step.

"Hey sexy, this your first time in the club?"

She stares up at me with puppy dog eyes, as she wraps her arms around my neck. I nod my head no, as I pull her hips closer to me. Her breath wreaks of alcohol, it makes me want to gag, but I'm to hungry to care. We grind against one another to the bass of the rave.

I start to sweat, and my stomach grows louder telling me to hurry with her. We continue dancing until we are out of breath. I take her outside, to an alley. I push her up against me and the wall. She giggles unknowing of what I'm going to do to her.

My fangs pulse wanting me to hurry up. I kiss her, her breath stinks but I kiss her long and passionately. I leave a trail of kisses from her lips down to her neck.

"I'm sorry"

She doesn't have enough time to process it before I plunge my fangs deep into her throat. She lets out a small scream before she goes limp. The poison now flowing through her blood, although she's limp she's still aware of what's happening. A single tear escapes her eye, and I kiss it away.

"I really am terribly sorry"

My nails grow longer and sharper. I trace a circle over her fast beating heart. Then I shove my nails deep into her chest. I rip out her heart, as blood goes everywhere. I rip the tendons out of her heart and eat them. They taste so good, I haven't eaten my food in so long. I drink the remaining blood, soul, and the rest of her life away.

Her lifeless eyes stare back at me, asking why me? I look away.

"I'm sorry, may you have a clear path to your fate."

I hold the rest of her heart in my hand, before I swallow it whole. I wipe my mouth and hands as clean as I possibly can before I close her eyes, and carry her lifeless body away so I can bury her peacefully.

I walk home thinking about what I've just done. I mean I could always eat guys but its awkward for a strait guy to hit on a gay guy. Plus they'd been through so much more in life, I rather just let them be.

When I get home, I play the song Dance with the Devil by Breaking Benjamin.

I sing along to the beautiful and depressing song, allowing all my emotions flow through. I look around my room, noticing how empty it feels.

"Why am I a monster?"

Silence. I pick up my razor and lay in bed. Staring at the ceiling, the night becomes nothing but a memory...

Light shines through the window, disturbing my slumber. Ha slumber, get, Because I'm vampire like? God I need friends. My alarm screen says 5 a.m. I groan, cursing California's sun. My arm tingles with every move I make. Looking down on my arm, I find dozens fresh cuts. All red from the dried blood. I try remembering the events of last night, and all that comes up is me coming home.

I feel so much better, more relaxed. I put on MTC by DJ S3RL. I listen to the bass, and almost start dancing along to the rave song. I take a quick shower, and pull on my briefs. I head down starts, the music going through every speaker in my house. Thank god I don't have neighbors.

I start up the tea kettle, getting my cup ready with my favorite tea, Earl Gray. As I wait, I look at my phone and see two new messages, both from Elizabeth. One from yesterday saying Hai, and another from day asking if she could get a ride from me, because her car broke down. I text her my address and tell her I'm leaving at 7.

Dj Whore plays through the house as the S3RL playlist continues. The kettle screams at me telling me its dying because of the fire. The door bell rings, along with my tea, I walk to the door to find Elizabeth, completely soaked. She's wearing a black velvet dress, that cuts off above her knees, along with black knee high socks, and converse. Its very far off from what she usually wears. Lighting goes off outside, making me realize its raining. Her dark red hair is in a big glob behind her.

I look at her face to realize she's looking down at the floor and blushing. Then I remember, I'm in my boxers.

"Uhhh, come in, there is hot water on the stove, and tea bags in the cabinet. I'm going to...change really quick."

I run upstairs, and put on my black ripped skinny jeans. I brush my hair, and put half of it to one side to cover my left eye. I notice that my dark blue eyes, from my dad of course, seem to glow. I put eyeliner under my eye, and grab My Chemical Romance T-shirt, along with my backpack.

I go down stairs and realize that Cherry pop is playing in the speakers. I put on Green Day, so she won't think I'm a creep. Elizabeth is sitting down on the chair when I enter. She looks up at me and notices my chest. Shit, she can see all my scars.

"What? Never seen an emo kid with abs before?"

I pull on my shirt, and see a blush go across her face.

"T-that's not what I-"

"Shut the fuck up."

She looks at me like a just fucking to kill herself. She looks down, as if about to cry. I swear humans are so pathetic.

I sigh and walk away. I go into the restroom and grab a towel. When a walk back in the room a couple tears have fallen and she looks down at the kitchen counter.

"Look I'm sorry ok... I just didn't want you to mention the damn scars."

I place the towel around her shoulders and realize she's shivering.

"Are you cold?"

She nods her head, and I lead her to the fire place. I grab both our tea, and start a small fire. We both sit silently watching the fire flicker. The soft voice of Kellen Quinn plays through my speakers, comparing love to taking Heroine.

Elizabeth looks so beautiful. The flame dances in her eyes, showing off that sea blue flecks. I wish I could just hold her...and never let her go.