Despising Coffee

by WrittenPhoto

I was a human who lived a normal life. Content and straightforward, safe and predictable. I hated coffee and didn't have a set view on ghouls yet. And then one night I died by the hands of one that would become my father in my next life. And I still hated coffee in my ghoul life too. Reincarnation OC.

1. The End

Gentle patter of rain on the window, red lights and sirens blare. And a woman slowly dies in her bed. No one gives a shit either. She's just another tally on the ghoul and human relationship. Another soon dead body. Another corpse to examine for the record book.

No one gives a shit about her, or her name. Or who killed her, A young man with dark brown hair. Eyes flared with black and highlighted with red. His entire side in her mouth as he feasted on her in fear. He was scared, and so was she. And as quick as he fed from her he was gone, and she walked home. Hand to her side, opening the door to an empty home with no pictures, no hope. Only a bed to die in. And fear of a young boy whose eyes stared down at her as she accepted her fate. For who cares for a nobody.

So she dies with a short breath, calm and serene, without a person there to hold her hand.