Bad Love

Chapter 3: Her??

You know that moment?

That moment where your mind is in chaos and your soul is in pain?

When your body is tired and on the verge of giving up?

A heavy brain. A heavy eyelid. A heavy heart. A goddamn heavy self. Why does everything have to be so heavy?

It's like gravity did not find another victim.

It's agonizing. It's torturous. It's blood curdling.

In short, it's not pleasant.

An overthinking mind.

A hyperactive brain.

But of no use. Except for pain.

The more I get to know my human self, the more I am disgusted with it.

Just why did I do that? I knew that drink was going to be bad. But I didn't know it would be this bad. It was okay at first. The liquid was bitter but calming in a strange way. What was it called again? Aldol....aflol....kolmol....alcohol?? Alcohol. Yes. That disgusting, cursed liquid.

Moments after having that liquid I found myself feeling things that I shouldn't be feeling and thinking things that I shouldn't be thinking. One of them being that human. That female human.

I should hate her, right??

I am in this situation because of her but I can't help thinking about her in a pleasant way. In a carnal way.

What the hell am I thinking?.
This is exactly why I hate my human form. I don't have any freaking control over myself.

I feel a strange sensation in my stomach. That rises up and reaches my neck. Ok. I get it. I am about to vomit.

I pick up myself from the floor. Wait....how did I end up on the floor?? I felt the sensation growing.

I need to find the exit. Or the dirty room. What is it called again? Washroom. Yes. Where is it?

I was running or rather stumbling. And I stumbled across a room with lots of mirrors. I guess this is the washroom. I couldn't hold it in anymore and I spilled all of the contents of my stomach on the floor. I don't remember what happened after that.

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I woke up feeling really dirty. I don't know how long I had been lying there. I got up and splashed some water on my face. I immediately felt better. I was able to think clearer.

I then recalled everything. How Max had made me try that bad liquid. How he had left with a woman when I was busy with the bad liquid. And how the bad liquid took control of my body.

Damn that bad liquid is dangerous.

I walked out of that room. And everyone outside seemed dead?

My eyes started looking for Max but instead they found someone else.

A face that I would never forget in a hundred years. A face that has scarred my very existence. I felt something wet on my cheeks.

Oh. Tears. Tears that should be in her eyes. I need to tell Cain. I have to talk to Cain. It can't be like this. I would accept any punishment but not this. I can't take it anymore. Cain! Where are you?!