Chapter 2- Fang
I sat in the corner hating what Zack had done to me. I now couldn't go to school for a while. I wouldn't see Chris, the only one who was ever nice to me. I guess now that was a lie. Zack was kind of forced to be nice to me. My life had just been changed forever. I was going to become a murderer. Killing people for food. My bad. I would kill people to eat them, drink their blood. That wasn't what I wanted to do. Zack walked over to me. "Thinking about Chris? She doesn't like you. She just took pity on you."
"At least I have someone who cares." I glanced up at Zack, and saw he just had a fresh kill. How? I saw the pure blood dripping from his mouth to his chin.
"I have people who care!"
"Who? Who freaking cares about a murderer?"
He bent down and got closer to me. "You know who cares? Other murderers. And they're all around you and me. And they will be, 24/7." He actually called himself a murderer. Now I realized that one day I would probably be me one day. That would be me, and I didn't want it to be.
"Freaking murderers don't care about anyone! That is why they are called murderers! They kill people for a living!" Zack looked me dead in the eyes. He signaled two other members over to me and left.
Suddenly, he turned. I think he was talking to the other two. "You know what to do," Zack smirked, "And Fang, you stay in that corner until you wake up." The two above me smiled.
"This is gonna be fun!"
"You're telling me!"
"We haven't done this in forever!"
"NOW! DO IT NOW !You idiot baboons!" Zack boomed.
"Lights out!"
"Night night!"
One put two of their fore fingers in my forehead, and one from their others on my chin. The other held me up. I was becoming weak, drained of energy. I tried to get out one more sentence, and I did. "You can try everything, but if you even touch Chris, You're dead!"
Zack only smiled. "What makes you think we haven't yet?"
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?" I yelled, then I was too weak, and I blacked out.
