When they Whisper

Red

Vincents pov

I cleaned my hands off earlier, but I could still feel the warmth of it. I decided to walk home with out Scarlet today. I wanted to be alone with my thoughts.

Dont act like you didn't like it. You know that you did. The color of blood staining your hands. Its warmth. No it was terrible. I hurt one of my friends. I shouldnt have. But he did start it. He deserved it. I could have been easier, but wheres the fun in that.

I smiled to myself. I picutred the blood on my hands again. My smile grew wider. I want more. I need more. I stopped walking for a second and shook my head. I shoved my hand back into my pocket and continued to walk home.

When I got home, I went straight for the shower. The hot water always soothes my nerves. I stood in there for a while, letting my thoughts become more clear. I felt the water get colder, which means it's time for me to get out.

I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. I walked over to the mirror and cleaned the steam off of it.  What I saw wasnt me. The me in the mirror was blood stained. That me had the smile of a mad man and eyes thirsty for blood. I turned the sink on and splashed my face with the water.  I looked back up at the mirror. That time I saw the normal me.

I sighed. The me that I keep thinking about isnt the me I want to be. I headed out of the bathroom but was stopped. They were back. They spirits they are back!

"Oh Vincent. You had the chance to change. You could have stopped all of this. But no, you gave in. And now your destiny is set in stone."

"And frankly, we dont like that." Another one spoke

"Yeah! We wanna live to be high schoolers like you! But you took that away from us..." Said a diffrent one.

All of a sudden, two of them flew at me, pinning me to the wall. I struggled against them. But honestly, for their size they were rather strong.

"Sorry Vincent. Its the way things work." All of a sudden I felt my neck being squeezed. I couldn't breathe. The grip got tighter and my lungs began to burn.

Are you really going to let your self be defeated by kids? How lame. C'mon, fight back. Let it out. But what if Scarelt gets home and I cant stop it? But I need to surive.

I began to give into my urges. I pulled my arms as hard as I could and I was free. I landed on my knees and wheezed. As soon as I got my breathe back, i began to laugh. Grabbing onto the sink, I pulled myself up.

"Did you little runts really think you could get rid of me that easy?" I looked up at them and smiled wider. The one that spoke before started again.

"Vincent. You are making things worse for yourself. Giving into your violent urges is the last thing you want to do."

Don't listen. They only want you to drop your gaurd so they can win.

I grabbed the scissors on the sink and pointed them at the spirits.  "You say I killed you once. What makes you think I cant do it again, huh?"

Before they could answer I swung them towards the talkative one. He dodged it began to lunge for me. As soon as he did that, the bathroom door burst open.

"Vin-" I threw the scissors towards the door. All the spirits disappeared and I growled. They got away.

I looked over at the door and saw scarlet frozen in fear. Lucky for her the scissors flew right past her cheek. She had a scratch.

I walked over to her without a word. I stood in front of her and she trembled. A smirk formed on my face. I placed my hand to her cheek and she flinched. I pulled on the skin of her cheek a bit, making the blood flow out of the scratch some. I wiped it off with my thumb. Her blood was a pretty red. I leaned closer to her and tilted her head up.

"Don't look so scared dear. It's only me," I said. I chuckled and kissed her nose. "And showing your fear might make me pounce~"

I left her standing in the bathroom doorway. As I walked down the hall, I stared at her blood. My smile grew wider

Such a pretty red...