BloodLust (Jacob Black)

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Prologue-

I wish I could say I didn't remember a thing about that night,
That it was all just a blur.
But damn, if I didn't remember the whole fucking night.
I remember the rain falling down from the railings outside the window I snuck out of,
The feeling of the cold air brushing past my damp hair.
The rush of adrenaline as I ran down the wet roads in town.

The feeling of freedom.
Of peace.
Then all I remember is pain.

It was the night of my 17th birthday,
A normal rainy day in Chicago.
But something about that day felt different, I felt like. It was going to be life-changing.
If only I had knew excatly how right I had been at the time.

I couldn't have been more excited about the day to come.
My parents on the other had, weren't so excited about it.
I remember the fighting between me and my parents.
Then not yet ready to let me leave and fend for myself.
The younger me, fighting back.
Wanting to prove how ready I was to face the outside world and be my own person.

I wish I had listened to them

That night, I had crawled through my window. And walked myself to town.
Chicago was beautiful at night, all the stores and bars lit up with the most colorful lights.
It all blended together in a big beautiful blur as I ran fast through the rain, trying to take in my surroundings before I would be trapped in that house again.

I remember the content smile that stuck on my face, the pure happiness I had felt in that moment.

I would give anything to feel that again

But this is where the night took a more drastic turn.
It wasn't until I heard the big clock that stood in the center of the town ring that I realized I should probably be heading back home.
I remember being so worried that my parents would be awake before I got there.
All the trouble I would be in,

If only I could have seen the trouble ahead of me

I felt someone's shoulder bump into mine, the stench of whisky followed the man.
I thought he had just kept on walking,
It wasn't until I felt his hands on my body that I realized I was wrong.
I tried to scream, to push him away.
But he over powered me, the shock was too much. And I just stood there and let him beat me.
I don't think I've ever hated myself more then in that moment.
I had hoped that after he had hurt me he would just leave me there, and keep walking.
Then I heard the sound of his zipper being moved.
I tried to jump up, to attack him.
That's when I felt the hard object stab into my side.
I could hear the blood drip onto the road. It was almost comforting.
Sounding like when I hadn't completely turned the water off at home.

I had almost closed my eyes for good when out of the corner of my eye I saw a blonde haired man run up to my and examine the knife in my side.
The pity in his eyes was almost sickening, but there was something else in there that at the time I hadn't realized.

It was a look of apology.

That's when the pain started.
It started as a stinging in my wrist, like when you got stung by a bee.
But within seconds it cause a blood curdling scream to escape my lips.
My blood was boiling through my skin, my chest was clenching up.
I could feel my heart speed up,
Then I found darkness.

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