"hello dagger" she greeted "hey macey, im going to have to quit bec-" "i know why dagger, your leaving this town, but you cant go, your making a mistake" she told me. "how am i making a mistake?" i asked "because, were your going, your going to meet a fatel and painful end, and besides, your friend is depending on you." "okey first of, gabe is not my freind, second, i dont care what kind of 'fatel end' you think im going to have, and third, you dont even know were im going!" "dagger, i understand your having difficulties right now, but running away is not the answer" "i was kidnapped by a fuckin vampire! i think i have a right to leave!" "language dagger," she told me ''and k dagger, ill give you credit for that, i didnt realize that was the problem, but gabe found you the first time, im sure he will find you again" she said and i just stared "ok, at least just work at the shop for the rest of the week, so i can give you some money" "or you could just give me the money" i mummbled and than said out loud. "fine, ill work at the shop just until then." i said and started back towards gabes house. as i was walking, an important question came to my mind, i couldnt belive i dodnt even realize earlier, well actually i could belive it, it is me, dagger freakin blade, we are talking about. but anyway, once i walked into the house andd saw gabe sitting on the couch i yelled "were the fuck is kade?!?!" ''who?" gabe asked "my brother, the one you and your freinds shot at!!!" "how the hell should i know?" "you got to be fuckin kiding me!" i yelled and gabe shrugged "okay, whateer, can i just please have my dagger back?" i tried to sound calm "aww poor dagger isnt complete without his dagger" "seriously, my mom gave it to me before she died, its the only thing i have left of hers." i lied, but conveniantly my lying skills have actually gotten better. "so the kid does have feelings!" he said and i rolled my eyes "jeez dagger, i swear you have the weirdest personality disorder" "can i have it back or what?" i asked, starting to get mad over again. "you swear you wont try to kill me?" "i dont need my knife to kill you, i could use anything" i said "say it!" gabe demanded "fine, i swear i wont try to kill you!" i said "now. give. it!" "okay, here, gosh no patience at all" he said and he went into his room, he came out and threw the dagger at me, i caught it right before it stabbed me in the face. "you know i cant help you if im dead!" i yelled "oh go cry little emo kidd, thats right ive sen your scars!" "what the fuk gabe!" i said "what dagger, im just telling the truth! now i have stuff to do" he said and started back to his room but not before i threw a heavy dictionary at his head. he turned around and his eyes glowed red. "dagger i am fucking warning you, i am not in the mood for this rite now" he said "whatever gabe" i said and walked out the front door.

it was nice outside because it was dark, and i loved anything dark. i walked down quiet and deserted streets. i couldnt belive i didnt just leave in the first place, but i guess the truth was i really had no were else to be... kade was who knows were and i wasnt in the mood to become a hobo at 15. "psss'' i heard someone hiss and i turned around to find no one. i shrugged and kept walking, if there was somebody there i realy didnt care, i actually knew someone was there and i shouldve got out of that place, but i didnt want to, i wanted to go to the store and buy some things, and this is the fastest way to get there. . i heard footsteps close by, but i just ignored them. "hey" someone said and jumped on me, with my luck my dagger was in my hand, and when i fell to the ground it cut across my wrist, at least it didnt stabb into me. i got up and there was a man with a black skii mask standing there. he gripped my already bleeding arm and said "your the kid with the vampire!'' "what the hell? let me go" i said "dont make me hurt you kid, i need a favor." "fuck you!" i yelled and stabbed my daggeer straight into him, hoping i got hi in the heart. his grip loosened as he fell to the ground and i stepped back. he yelled in pain and i sprinted down the street a ways before i stopped. i was not leaving without my dagger, that was mine, not his. i quickly made my back to the gut. he was clutching his just and i quickly pulled my dagger out of him and quickly walked off. "dagger!" exclaimed a girls voice. "what..." i asked and looked over and recognised the face. it was the girl from school, shade. "did you jist kill him?" she asked me "yes" i said venomously showing her the bloody dagger and she stepped back. "oh" she said i held the knife up as a threat. ''please dont hurt me" she begged "than leave me alone!" i said to her "okay...but...do you kill people often?" "i dont see how thats any of your buisness but if you have to know, yess its my job. im an assasin" "okay, that makes sence...uh goodbye" she said an ran off.

i went into a little cvs kindof store and looked around. i had my dagger in my sweater pocket and tried to keep my bloody hands hidden.i picked up a bottle of blue gatorade, a notebook and a pack of red the little amount of money i had in my pockets and left the store quickly.i payed little attention to the crowd of people arround the street were i murdered the guy.

BACK

i came through the front door and gabe was sitting there on the couch looking like a little kid pouting. "whats your problem?" i asked "not that you would care, but today i got my licence suspended. "yup you were right, i dont care" i said and he glared "wait a sec, first of all i didnt even know ou had a car, and second how did you get it suspened when i was only gone four an hour?" "i dont have a car and i wasnt driving, they took it away from me for absolutely no reason! just like they took the money." "well does it even matter? you dont even have a car!" "its not about that, dagger, its the fact that they think they can- wait...what happened to you?" "what do you mean?" i asked "well you smell strongly of blood, and not just yours..." "oh, rite, i murdered some dude, wich reminds me, when do you get the chance to drink blood or whatever you do?" "uh usually late at nite" "ahh, so are you going to try to suck my blood?" i quesstioned amused "no, vampires have way more controll than people give them credit for, blood to us is just...food, people need food, but they usually dont devour every single bit of it rightwhen they smell it" "thats true" i said and walked into my room.

the first thing i did was start writing in my notebook. i wrote a poem.

there is somthing hidden,

beyond the truth foretold

makes you want to rid of gold

your life has shattered in the midst

makes you question why you exist

your answer comes as clear as day

for a split second youve past away

they keep you for torture

they love your pain

to them your just another game

but who is them?

you fail to know

who keeps your life

decides when you go

my life to me is useless indeed

just like in a garden

growing a useless weed

but no matter how hard you wish to die

you cant on account of you want your life

still and always to keep your life

but nothing stands between you and the knife

your worls is empty

empty and cold

it will be the same until you grow old...

i couldnt deny that i was becoming more and more...well i couldnt think of the word, alll i knew was, i needed to wash of my dagger and burn this sweatshirt, wich i would do as soon as i woke up, but at that moment i was to tired to care about anythig, nothing in the world could make me regret...thats what i noticed about myself, no matter what ive done wrong, how many people i hurt, i can never bring myself to regrett my choices, i wouldnt change anything from the past, that is why i from that moment on considered myself evil, if i wasnt evil than i would have cared even just a little, but i didnt....

i felt like the walls were closing in on me, i imagined long metal spike poking out, kinda like in the movies, but the thing is, in the movies, they always managed to get out, this is reality, and i was trapped, my problems couldnt be ran away from, and apparently my problems werent the only ones in my hands, all my life i had to do other peoples work, many people have that problem, but i havnt heard of many that actually consited of life and death, in my case, death was somthing that came along so frequantly, i was almost indifferen. i couldnt force my self to smile at the thought of gabe shattering, that was becuase even if i was rid of him, i couldnt hide from the reat of the world forever, i was bound to get caught in one of my lies, and that would most likely result with the death penilty, i guess i found one thing i regretted, my life, i could start over as a new person though, with a new identity, but somehow i figured id have an easier time findin a new world to live in, but odds are, even if i did, the people whos lives had been lost would find me there and kill me, then after i was dead, they would kill me again. i was considering drowning, but i would still end up the same place, i really was trapt, there was not one thing i could do about it...

the next morning when i woke up, i kept writing random poems in my notebook, its not like i had anything better to do, actaully, this was thre only thing i could do to keep myself from breaking everything in sight, i needed to do somthing though, somthing destructive that would make gabe want to murder me, it was just one of those days when i needed to do somthing that make people reallly mad...that really shouldnt have been to hard, but the problem was, i needed to be really careful not to actually be murdered by him, you know how vampires get when they are mad!

i walked out of the room and stood before gabe and asked him "do you hunt animals or people?" "animals..." i muffled a laugh "wow gabe you cant even kill a human, i bet it wouldnt be to hard for you to kill all those vamp slayers, your just afraid to kill them, your like one of those little girls who cry when they see somthing dead. your such a wuss" "shut the fuck up dagger, you thing your so tough just because youve killed like forty people,that just makes you weak." "look at my wrist gabe, every cut i have was made after i killed someone, does it look like i have forty scars?!?!" he said nohing "learn to fucking count'' "those people you killed, dagger, you killed them because you were told to kill them, are you afraid of your brother? is that why you do everything he tells you?" "im not afraid of my brother, and i just killed a guy last night, im pretty sure my brother didnt tell me to do that!" "whatever, oh and i found out where your brother is, hes in prison" "what a surprise" i mumbled under my breath as i walked back into my room. that was amusing...