From The Diary Of Diana's Childhood, Aged 11 --
Don't mistake it to be some cheapass novel. It's a diary. The diary which is supposed to record my memorable thoughts of the day, month and year or whatever.
I am not consistent with this. But I do want to write this down.
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Catherine Thomas - One of the few humans in the orphanage and one of the only two in our training camp. She is slow, weak, and more importantly a coward. Used to get bullied by the other girls in the camp. The violence she faced couldn't be understood nor sympathised with by the likes of me.
The girls always shiver on seeing me, but I never interfere in their personal affairs. They can torture, beat, and even kill anyone, I just never cared. But Catherine's case intrigued me because even though she was always alone in her sufferings, she still had one person to back her; the person I hate the most.
"Yon..." She used to call him, crying aloud whenever she was saved by this unsung hero, Yohan, the loathsome human cub of the academy. A bullied victim saves another bullied victim, CLASSIC.
Yohan had no friends, except Catherine with whom he used to play all day and he took care of her like a sister. Some of the genuine smiles and laughs I had seen on that idiot's face were the times he spent with her. And I don't know why. Maybe he has a crush on her but I don't care.
I simply couldn't understand why it pains me. Like an itching in the heart, poked by a sharp needle. I got curious. For the princess, maybe I stooped a little low, but I ordered the girls to be more violent.
"You girls are soo soft... Show that filthy bitch some hell. Show her place."
I don't know why I said that. But I wanted that bitch to be beaten up badly after I caught them kissing at night. It's just a kiss on the cheeks, but I don't know why, but I felt an immense rage and a need to see her bleed.
And it was a snowy morning and I woke up as quickly as possible just to see that filthy human beaten and thrown. And I rushed to the haven for bullying, the canteen's godown.
"Please leave him... Please Leave us..." A voice of a little girl echoed aloud and I rushed to see who it was. My bet was it is Catherine. But I was more intrigued about the 'us'.
I forcefully entered the tightly shut door and looked at the crying Catherine, pleading to the girls and some buff boys to spare them. And in the corner was the 'Great' Yohan getting his face smashed by the mighty fists of the boys.
"Miss Diana... Look at this clown. He offered to get beaten up by us if we agreed to spare her..." Swiss, one of the bullies said, laughing aloud. I could not help but smirk, but I could not help but to go and take a look at the bleeding Yohan, who was not even half tired as the bullies punching him.
"You can take more for her, don't you??" I asked him. Actually, I never meant to ask him or say him anything, but I did. My lips just moved on its own. I swear, I thought I felt sympathy until I heard the words from him.
"I can... But not necessarily I want to."
My cold vampire blood boiled like hot lava. He literally confessed that he likes her but does not necessarily enjoy liking her. And Catherine did nothing to the boy who loves him and just kept crying, whining and pleading.
I am a better fit for Yohan than her. I could save him, protect him and keep him in a good place. I don't know why I feel like writing this down, but I badly wanted to be in her place. And I really don't like that feeling or my need to wish for that. I'm a princess for god's sake, having feelings for a human is a disgrace to me. Maybe I'll strike this entire passage out later, but why bother, I don't think anyone is going to read this.
I want Yohan to spend time on worthy ones. I don't like him but I want him to shower his feeling on valid ones instead of getting used by shams. Catherine is a sham and I wanted to show him.
"Catherine... Do you want to be one of us?" I asked, looking at the shivering Catherine. People often say I glared at her coldly, but I don't know, I just looked at her. And god, she was dead scared.
She stammered, cried more and wanted to run away. But I was losing my patience, so I just grabbed her by the throat and bit her, burying my fangs deeply and infusing my vampire cell into her bloodstream. I am one of the few younger vampires who 'bore the fruit' early, so I have the conversation powers naturally even though I can make only low-level vampires, who are just slightly superior to humans.
Coming back to Catherine, she was weirded out and fell on the floor, touching the new scar on her neck and cherishing it. There was a new spark in her eyes. I left content and curious about what is going to happen in the upcoming days but I can't help to feel a sense of discomfort.
Roughly three days later, I saw Yohan again. He was walking alone in the corridor, limping all the way to the infirmary. He was still beaten and bruised, obviously being bullied again. But the injuries were way more worse and critical. I can't help but smile.
"Where is that bitch, now? Doesn't she come to protect her favourite pal?" I asked, smirking at the loser. But all I saw back on his face was a full-blown happiness-filled smile with an absurd amount of sadness concealed behind it. He doesn't need to say anything, I understood very well.
"Thanks for taking her in... She won't be bullied anymore..." he said, holding back the tears, and walked away limping with his injured leg. I instinctively heard a girl giggling from a distance, with a voice very very familiar. I couldn't help but rush to that bitch.
"CATHERINE!" I screamed calling out for her. But what can I do?
The bully who messed up with Yohan now was none other than Catherine herself. And I am the reason for it to happen. That bitch has never felt the bullying wrong in the first place, she merely wanted not to be the victim and she is no longer the victim. She proudly wore the bully hat and bullied the very same person who protected her all this time. Crushing the last drop of love and affection in him.
Yohan must be hating me more than ever now.