Sorry i haven't written in so long, my classes are just unreal with homework. Ha ha. Well, this is a big twist that i thank Naty for. We needed someone to die! Okay, well review!
I should have stayed with my mom. I realize now (when everything I know is falling) that she was right. Such sick irony. Ugh. I was feeling a little woozy from yesterday's scare with Aiden. I wasn't sure if I could get back on my feet just yet so I took the day off. Things were getting very hard; my throat was always on fire these days.
(One Week Later)
"Oh my God!" Aiden screamed as he walked in on what I just did. His face warped into something terrible; (a cross between disgusted and that scared-out-of-your-mind face), as he stared down at the scene. He looked at me, as I was bent on the floor kneeling over the stiff. My eyes met his, green into black. I looked at him suddenly how I had seen him when he bled; mouthwatering delicious. His blood would probably taste much better than the blood I just had. I looked down at my unfinished victim; he meant nothing now that new blood entered the shop. After finding his breath Aiden turned on me. "What the hell did you do Olivia!? Oh my God, did you . . . . ? Oh my God! What . . . how could you even . . . he didn't do anything . . . you monster!" He glared at me. On any other day, what he just said would have saddened me, but here, in the shop, I found it funny. I laughed. The laugh sounded to me like a hyena, loud and mocking. I stood up and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Beads of red trickled down my knuckles. Then something unexpected, I growled, a low growl that came from the back of my throat. Aiden must have heard, because his eyes widened in horror as I crouched down and curled my lips back over my teeth. They were fresh from the kill. For the second that me and Aiden stood there, I noticed it was quiet. In my head I could hear the real Olivia talking, 'Don't do this Olivia! Don't do this! You don't want to do this! This isn't who you are! It never was! For God sakes, you love him Olivia! Why are you going to kill him!?' I ducked my head scrutinizing his posture, his features, trying to find a nice place to sink my teeth. Then the voices in my head came back, but this time it was my mother. 'Honey I know you. I know who you are even though you don't want me to. You are Olivia and what you are about to do isn't something Olivia would do. Please listen to me sweetie, for once, please!' Then she had to go a little further, 'Why did you leave me? Why did you have to leave like your father left me?'
I closed my eyes and gasped. "No!" I screamed. I got up and started shaking my head, "I didn't leave . . . I had to! I won't listen to you!" I dropped to the floor on my hands and knees, letting go of all force and broke the floor. I felt the vibration on the floor that indicated Aiden had moved. I looked up not really caring, but he was still there. Then the monster took over. I looked up at Aiden. I couldn't feel anymore. I lunged at him this time, no nice play, and the last thing I felt that day was a good smack to the face. The last thing I heard, the crack of the baseball bat and the shuffling of feet.
I opened my eyes and I was back in the forest, and all I knew was that I had died a little.
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