Reckless
Well this is my first story so I'm sorry if it sort of sucks or is misspelled in any way. Please R&R and please save your time and not post flames because I promise you that I won't read them. Anyway, on with the show.
"Another night of Freak hunting over" I said to myself looking up at the stars. It was a full moon and the gleam mesmerized me. "Police Girl, what are you doing?" I heard Alucard ask me. "Nothing Master, just looking at the moon." I answered, not looking at him. This was a mistake because when he touched my shoulder I nearly jumped up the tree standing a few feet away from me. "Jumpy aren't we, Police Girl?" Alucard asked me, staring into my eyes over the rim of his yellow tinted sunglasses.
"That's not fair! You snuck up on me!" I retorted after he released me from his gaze. He chuckled in response and said "Let's go home." walking toward the armored car. Ten minutes later I was in my room, blood pack on the table. I growled lightly out of frustration. "Police Girl, just drink it." Alucard said irritated from the chair in the corner. "I don't want to, and won't. I don't want to become a monster." I answered with force. Alucard got up fast. Real fast. Uh-Oh. This was going to get ugly. It always did. Just last week I had acquired broken ribs, broken cheekbones, shatter tibia, collarbone, collapsed lung, concussion, and cracks all along my skull.
"Drink it now!" he said in a menacing tone that sent a shiver down my spine. "No." I said and instantly a fist in my abdomen. Damn it! "You worthless piece of shit. You will drink it now!" he boomed. I thought to myself "Am I going to give him what he wanted? Am I going to let him abuse me like this? And if so would he ever stop? No he wouldn't" I concluded. I wasn't going to let him do this anymore. "NO!" I roared as a fist made its way to my stomach. I intercepted it and threw it back. Then I hit him square in the jaw and pushed him against the wall pulling out a 9 inch switch blade that I had in my back pocket. Pressing it to his throat I said "Listen and listen good because I'm not going to say it again. If you ever hurt me again I well find a way to kill you. Permanently. Got it?" "You wouldn't" he said his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Wanna bet?" I asked pressing the blade deeper so it drew blood. His eyes went blank and he answered with "Fine." and phased through the wall. I backed away from the wall and placed the switchblade on my nightstand and turned on my IHome which blasted rock music around the room. Then walking over to my coffin I shed my clothes and put on my pajamas which consisted of short shorts that had small hearts on them and a tank that had "I'm An Angel" inside a heart in it. The pun was intended and enjoyed. As I sat on my coffin I thought of every bad out come of what I had just done. Then about an hour later and finding no way around most of them I turned off the music and slipped into a fitful sleep. The next few days where going to be hell.
