I got in safe and I was gratecul for that. My dad was in his room asleep and I didnt want to wake him but I had to make him know that I was okay and home.
his reaction made my night. I smiled at the site but what made it drop was that stray dog was on the other side of his bed but he was bigger than usual.
I slowly got up with my dad watching me every step of the way. I tried everything to get stray dog off the bed without touching him but he barley gave me a glimpse before going back to sleep.
I stayed in the room on the chair until I fell asleep because im starting to understand my surroundings.
when I woke up stray dog and my dad werent in the room.
I got up and found them in the kitchen and decided to join them and watch stray dog closely. I was it every move through the day and thats when I got his attention, with me following behind him. He growled at me a few times but u didnt cate if he hated me.
The next day I got up early and left a note for my dad before goimg out. It was 2 am I was feeling a bit too hot and thirsty. So I went for a run in the neighborhood and stop a few times and drank water.
I came up across a puddle of water and sat beside it on the side walk and drank some water. I then looked down and saw a reflection I couldn't explain. I threw the water away and stared screaming. I think I was finally a the edge and couldn't help but get into a rage because I hated what was happening to me and around me.
Now people are going to be after me and my family and now im finding out things I shouldnt. But I swallowed all that rage in one go by accepting the fact that this is it now. But I felt hope when I saw a cute puppy trying to take up my bottle to catry it to mr but I beated it to it and killed it in the process. I loved the feeling of it and went in a rampage not carrying who or how.
I came out of the scheme and down the road until I was at a bar and my rage was still intake. I wiped out the entire bar in one go. I felt my thirst go away and more like myself again. Everything was now in its normal shade than yellow. I examined the room and everyone was left without a heart but then I heard syrins. I looked up to see who could still be alive and thats when I felt everything tense up and I snaped. It was just a 7 year old girl but the person at the suface didnt care. I riped her head off and went for her heart licking every drip of blood off it before I consumed it all. I felt tears crept down my face as I escaped and found my way home.
I layed in the shower and cried all night.
I heard something scratching the door until it was opened but I didnt care who it was, because I was monster and deserved to die. But it was stray dog. He came in the bath and licked my face and comforted me for the night.
He tried to lick all my tears until I finally fell asleep.
I hated myseld but loved the feeling of tearing things apart. Blood was my new favorite. The taste of heart was more than what I imagined. The scent was even magnificent at that. I needed to understand me more so once im up I'll do some research and if I cant find any I will find him.
I got up the next morning hearing my dad laughing. By the sound of it he was in the kitchen. So I decided to freshen uo and start my day good. I felt alive and excited. I played songs while showering, I washed my hair, combed it, took an hour shower and did light makeup, just to stay inside. I smiled at my reflection, even the mark that was formed in a tatto. I was just happy.
My happiness was short lived upon the entrance of the kitchen because thats when I smelt the familiar scent. It was him, how did he know I wanted to see him. He knows he has all the answers to my question but never tried to make me understand in any of the visions or real life scenarios he has me playing. I couldn't smell him earlier because of the breakfast scent.
But shouldnt I have smelt it through all that. But seeing the confusion on my face he decided to enlighten me.
"Im hiding my scent"
Me barley looking up "why are you hear?"
"well firstly you need to address me better than that" he said with a stern tone and I looked up to see my dads reaction but he wasn't in the kitchen.
But I didnt reply I walked pass and went to the refrigerator for some water and surprisingly I couldnt swallow it.
He chuckled "seems like last night wasnt enough for you"
"what does that mean?" I gave him a cold glare. He tilted his head side ways as if hes trying to read me but I found myself infront of him in a instant. He didnt hesitate to react. He smash my head in the counter and I returned the favor until we were outside becaude the house couldnt hold us.
He used a tone on me as if trying to calm me down but for some reason he looked taken a back when I didnt listen and went straight for his head. I could see the sadness and how scared he was in his eyes, as his life flashed before him. I took him out in one go, but how I was puzzled until I heard people comimg out so I took his body up and ran inside with it not making a drop of blood spill. I went inside and finished him off. His heart was one of a kind, his blood gave me warmth.