Preference
The wound on my neck burned, it felt horrible. It felt like someone had put iron in a fire, let it warm up till the tip was glowing red, than shoved it through my neck. The worst part way knowing I had no way to get rid of this burn, that it was bestowed upon me against my will, that I had no choice but to let it run its course until death took me.
I had been a normal teenage girl with hopes and dreams and a happy life, I had been content with my life even though I wasn't the leader of the cheerleading team or dating the football captain, no I had been in charge of the school newspaper and the year book committee. I was one of those girls who would wear jeans and T-shirts over skirts and tube tops; I was the girl who loved classical music along with classical rock music. I was happy with my life, but the monsters that ripped it away from me didn't seem to care about that.
I remember going for a walk out in the woods, I had always done this since I was a child, and that's when he found me, the man and woman we're stunningly beautiful. The woman had short sandy blonde hair that went to her shoulders and stunning red eyes that jolted something inside of me, the man had shaggy black hair and his eyes were just as red as the woman's. Both of them had horrible pale skin that looked flawless. They were perfect, yet every nightmare I dreamt about at night.
I remember stopped dead in my tracks and looking between the two of them, who stared at me with wide eyes and happy smiles. "She's perfect!" the woman whispered to the man who was nodding. They both took in my small form; I was five foot three, which was very short for a seventeen year old girl. My hair was a dark brown color and was so long that it went down to my waist and was perfectly smooth and straight, I had light blue eyes and skin that was a mix of pale and tan, I knew I was pretty and that was mostly because of my cute little button nose and full perfect lips, but I was nowhere near perfect compared to the couple in front of me.
"Yes she will do." The man mumbled back before taking a step closer to me. "What's your name?" He called to me making me frown for a second, why did they want to know my name? I paused, not sure if I should answer or not, but I figured what was the point in hiding a name? No harm could come from them knowing my name. "Karen Fowler." I said quietly and the woman smiled at me happily. "What a lovely name." She said as the both slowly stepped closer and closer to me, but I hadn't been able to move for some reason, to leave. "I do hope you can endure the pain, you will be a perfect daughter for us." The main said, and then he lunged at me before I could blink.
I remember the man grabbing my shoulders as he sunk his teeth into my neck, I remember him pulling back a second later with my blood on his face, and then I fell backwards. Darkness was the first thing to wake me, but then it was the burning. The pain was horrible, it felt like liquid lava running through my veins and ripping them apart, it felt like someone taking my head and setting it on fire, but I couldn't scream, I couldn't move, all I could do is lay there and pray silently in my head for someone, anyone to help me.
Please… I begged silently. Please help me! Make the pain stop! Oh my god, make it STOP!
I closed my eyes, and oddly enough heard someone scream. The scream came from it, it wasn't my voice through, it was so strained and full of pain that it didn't sound like me at all, it sounded so pitiful that I slammed my mouth shut, and didn't scream one more time, because it was no good, it just made the pain worse. I was stronger than screaming for mercy, because I already knew no help would come. Not today..