College

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Lilith

Oh my gosh, do you know how nice it is to get out of the old miserable town where nothing ever happened? I finally graduated high school and I am in college. I'm studying psychology, it's a more difficult course so I hope it's a challenge. Nothing is worse than a boring class. College is a lot of fun, sororities, parties, boys, girl group and guy groups. It all was going great I would never want anything to change, but things don't always go the way you want right. Murders started to happen in my neighborhood, three so far all random attacks, they have been looking for the unsub for a few weeks now. Before we knew it the unsub started killing nightly, no one was safe, curfews where set in place, classes were canceled during the evening, and mandatory dorm searches accrued weekly. My friends and I weren't scared though we still went out once a week and partied, nothing ever really happened other then we would get crazy wild and drunk but what girl doesn't let loose every now and then. My friends and I never drove home we walked or took a taxi, one always was mostly sober only one or two drink unlike the rest of us, we always had emergency cash on us, and pepper spray. It's not like we weren't careful, plus we never were super close to where the unsub would strike. Until one night I got blacked out drunk. When I woke up the next morning I was in bed, I had no clue how I got here, my head was pounding, the room was spinning, and Oh My Gosh, I think I'm going to puke. I ran to the bathroom just barely making it just in time to vomit ughhh. I felt like crap but I got a shower and went to class anyway. As the day went on I kept getting dizzy. In my third period I got so dizzy I fainted and blacked out. It was like I was having a flashback but in my point of view.  The flashbacks were all from last night. We..we were at this crazy party just having fun, the music was so loud I couldn't hear a thing, my stomach was turning as we danced, my head was pounding from the noise but that didn't make me stop. Then all of a sudden there was screaming, the music shut off and everyone was scrambling everywhere. Until a group was all huddled in the corner, I am so confused why are they in a corner huddling together, what are they seeing that I am missing. All of a sudden I hear a strong, deep, threatening growl. It was like nothing I have ever heard before it was frightening. The room went black for a minute, then when the lights went on they were all dead, piled on the floor, puddles of blood filled the floor. I could feel these intense emotions, then all of a sudden I could feel the feet on the floor, all four!, I could feel my teeth, they were sharp like K-Nine teeth, I could feel and taste the blood dripping down my chin. Then it hit me, I am the unsub, I am a murderer, and it's more than that, I am a freaking beast, a wolf in the night. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!!! My heart starts to race, it becomes hard to breathe then I wake up from the flashback, everyone is surrounding me in class, apparently I was hyperventilating. I just went back to the dorm, my room along with my roommate's rooms are storming with the police. I didn't know what to do, so I just went up to the cops and asked if they had a search warrant, they handed me the warrant and it included everything, all our belongings pretty much, even the computers. It was crazy I felt majorly violated, but they have a warrant and have the right to search. It felt like my entire world was closing in on me, I couldn't control myself, my actions, or my feelings. I couldn't breathe and I didn't want to show the police I was vulnerable, they could think I am guilty and try to arrest me. I mean I am guilty of all of it but I didn't know I was murdering people I didn't know this was going to happen.  Hell, I don't even know what really even happening to me. I go a few days staying calm, I tried to control this burning rage inside me, this feeling of being trapped. I could feel the beast trying to break free, it felt like I was being torn apart from the inside out, it burns like fire. The longer I tried to fight this beast inside me the weaker I became, it was like I was fading away like I was dying. I was so weak that one night the beast came out, how do I know, three more murders happened in my neighborhood, all town apart just like all the other victims. I can't live with myself, in such a busy city, knowing I put people in danger every night.

Elias

    College was great and all but I didn't make it past the first year. Not because of grades, the classes were not hard but actually quite easy to pass. I guess that college just wasn't for me. So, I got a new car, the McLaren Senna and I went traveling until I found a spot to call my own. I finally understood what my parents were talking about, why they had to travel all the time. I mean changing into a wolf every night, and it's not easy. Its difficult controlling urges of anger, to keep control of the beast inside. It has taken me a little while to learn to live in peace with the wolf. However, once I learned to control it and live with it, not fight back but letting it flow, letting it do its own thing. It became wonderful, fun, magical like it's what I was missing all these years. I finally felt complete, there was no struggle, no fight, it all went very smoothly as I learned my new abilities with the wolf. I traveled all around the world who knew that my place in this world would be deep in the forest wood in Forest Hill, California.  Oh, it was gorgeous, tall full green trees, a beautiful lake that the moonlight hits perfectly, rocks, mountains, beautiful green fields surrounded by tall trees as if trying to hide the area.  I chose my favorite spot and built a small cottage just large enough to sleep in during the day. At night my wolf takes over and runs for miles but I always wake up in my bed. During the day I sleep a lot, but I like to explore the woods and go for hikes. It was magical, I have no clue where my parents and family are but I'm at home, where I belong. I don't think things could ever get better, I don't want anything to change ever.

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