Becoming something that I was use to was kind of great, I wasn't the girl I was before and I just loved it. I didn't need anybody to control me, there is no one who could control me. Smirking as I ran my fingers over the rough dark damp tree, which had blood smeared it on it I stared down at the body next to me.
"Papa, are you afraid of me now?" I whispered into his ear
He was trying to get some ear but apparently that wasn't working I wanted him to suffer the way he tried to kill me. I got up from the floor and walked into the woods ready for my journey. I was set out by leaving London, it was starting to bore me and I needed to leave.
In the next amount of mintutes I was flying through the woods like a bullet, before I knew it I was in a small place in Canada, I was already full and didn't need to kill anybody else. The clouds were syill gray and the sun was poking out of the sky, I was a cute little house sitting there waiting for me to just touch. Barging down the door I walked into the house, looked like someone had a lot of money.
I walked further down the house and saw a picture of a man and a woman and a little boy in the picture, there was blood covering it. Raising and eyebrow I went into the living room, there stood a boy hunched over a man he turned and looked at me.
"Drew?" I asked
Drew rolled his eyes smirked and stood up walking and stood right in front of me. I stared up at him.
"How you been?" Drew asked like nothing was wrong
I squinted my eyes in a 'are you serious' look and punched him in his jaw.
"That's actually how I've been doing," muttering as I went up the stairs to find me some clothes.