Part 11
I was being strapped to the bed, I tried moving and kicking with what strength I had left, Alex was being held against the wall by Henry. The 3 other people looked like they were fighting with everything they had just to keep me still but I didn't have any of it.
My vision began to go black, with only bits and pieces. I remember them trying to take my blood sample but the blade of the needle broke before it reached my arm.
I remember what looked like black, ripped wings with white edges springing from Alex's back and his eye's turning from a beautiful honey color to pure darkness as if he became a- a demon. I remember feeling nothing but full rage and anger, and seeing black veins appear on my arms and feeling them rise up the side of my neck. The feeling of me was starting to fade, it was almost like I was scared or worried but it only formed into anger.
My movements were too quick to understand, I was… I was killing them, single strokes of my wrist and they went down,.. One by one, I tried to look over but my gaze was fixed and set in front of me. In the corner of my eye I saw Alex take his time, ripping Henry's throat out. While watching him do this, he then dropped the cold, frozen in shock body but the chunk of skin and muscle still remained hanging from his mouth. My hands now sharpened claws started to shake, finally I was able to control my body. My eyes widened in horror.
My body began to tremble and break down. I fell to my knees only to be caught by Alex, he looked down at me red tears falling from his eyes as he mustered up the words, " I-I'm sorry you had to find out this way" He leaned down resting his forehead on mine, while Henry's blood dripped slowly onto my cheeks. I didn't know how to respond.. Not this time.. I knew I was scary from my past but to find out I am more than what I knew was a different story.. My face froze with fear and confusion, while my mouth remained open, thoughts ran through my head, Wait what am I? W-what's going on? D-did I really do all this.? No this has to be a dream…. It just has to be. My chest hurt more than ever before, I wanted to cry but was unable to. I wanted everything to be a dream that way when I woke up none of this would be real.. But is it? My head hurt so bad that even my body ached at the same pace..
Before I knew it I was once again surrounded by darkness, even putting my hands in front of my face did nothing.. I was swallowed by this- this emptiness, pain from the past years without my mother, pain from school, the harmful words, watching those I loved be taken or killed in front of me, came like a crashing wave hitting me from all sides… "I don't want to feel this anymore" I shouted but nothing happened, my voice only echoed in the endless darkness.