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Chapter Twelve

It didn't take us long to reach the hospital and were standing in the building's shadow, staying out of sight so no one could see us.

Normally it would have probably taken me half an hour or twenty if I had sprinted to get here but I don't think I would've been able to make it then since my legs didn't seem to have barely any strength left after running from the hospital to my house, then to the vampire's lair...

Well actually, my whole body was feeling like it went through the mill. I felt dizzy and physically sick, as if I'd just stepped off Space Mountain at Disneyland. I have ridden some crazy rides before but none could compare to the speed Mr. Crepsley had been moving at.

It was like the entire world was rushing behind us!

Oh god, I thought while seeing all the lights and color move by in such a rapid blur it made my eyes hurt just watching them, if this keeps up I'm going to puke. I could feel my stomach already doing crazy backflips and was so close to throwing up whatever was left in there.

Well I thought if I do, then let see how Mr. Crepsley likes it as I add a little extra color to his attire as payback for putting me through this and not giving me any warning whatsoever.

That would certainly show him but then again maybe I shouldn't be trying to get on his bad side and didn't want to get myself into deeper water than where I already was.

Yet I try not to dwell on the subject too long as the only thing I could think of then was wishing we just hurried it up and get there!

And it had seemed my prayers had been answer when we finally arrive at our destination. We came to an abrupt halt much to my relief as we were no longer flitting and the world resumes its normal appearance once more.

Oh thank you god! I wanted to jump off and go kiss the ground. Never have I thought how wonderful it was to see the solid pavement right under our feet.

Just as I was about to let go he told me to stay on.

"Now then would you be so kind to tell me what floor Mr. Leonard is on?" I almost didn't hear what he said, my ears were still ringing, but told him it was on the seventh floor.

I wonder why he ask and at first I thought we were going to flit inside but Mr. Crepsley stood by the wall and manages to climb up the building with no trouble even while I continue to hold onto him as if my life depend on it. No scratch that, it did depend on it!

I was not one to really like heights, especially being so high up.

I tried not to look down, not wanting to see the distance we were or try to even imagine if I were to let go and fall to my death.

"It would take more than that for it to kill you. A few broken bones perhaps but still it would not kill you."

I try not to roll my eyes. Great. He can read my mind. Wait… I wonder what else he saw, I hope he hasn't done anything perverted and—

"We have arrived." He interrupted my train of thoughts and saw we had holding on the ledge as Crepsley open the window and lead us both in.

And here I thought vampires had to be invited in…

I was glad to be no longer dangling out there over the edge and standing inside the dark room, the only light illuminating was from the heart monitor and hearing it make those faint beats along with Steve's breathing.

Looking around the room it would have seem comical and trying to make it cheerful looking but I could see the truth behind the white-and-blue curtains and the dosed-circuit TV and the dinner menu decorated with cartoon characters.

It was a place you didn't come unless you were pretty darn sick. Steve was here which meant it couldn't be good from where the doctors were looking at and fearing the worse in his case.

I heard Mr. Crepsley walk over to where Steve was. He saw the state he was in and said, "Madam Octa certainly did not like him."

I turn and my eyes land on the bed where I saw Steve laying there, tubes and IVs latched on him and a life supporter hooked up to keep him breathing. I could see the mark where she had bitten him. It looked really bad and I could see the signs of the infection going through his whole body.

I just hope we got here in time to save him. I went to take Steve's hand, feeling how cold it was in my grasp, while Mr. Crepsley looked to me, "The poison has worked rapidly, it may be already too late."

I felt myself froze at those words. No, that can't be true! Not after the effort I went through but then Mr. Crepsley quickly did a double check and found we still had time on our hands.

"A few more hours and he would have been far from being saved." He told me which made me breath again and thinking we made it, Steve you're going to be all right.

It made me feel relief and even though I did not want to be the one to rush but all I care was for Steve to get better and fast. I felt impatience rise in my chest, seeing we were just standing around and didn't like how Mr. Crepsley was not doing anything even when he said we still had time on our hands.

I wonder if I had made the right decision in getting his help but I was not being considerate. I didn't want to make it sound anxious but I was wishing he save Steve!

"Just hurry would ya!" I know it was rude to go and order him but I couldn't help.

I watched as he proceed, feeling my heart pounding as I saw Mr. Crepsley made a small incision on Steve's throat. I watched as he then poured the antidote into his mouth before putting his lips against Steve's neck and pushing the serum through the cut.

I thought it seem to take much longer before Mr. Crepsley pulled his mouth from Steve's neck. I counted the seconds in my head and wondering if it worked. Was Steve going to make it?

But when I saw Steve's body began to react, jerking suddenly and having compulsion like he was going through a minor seizure.

I look to Mr. Crepsley and he saying that was normal and told me he would be all right once the body stops shaking and the machine was beeping again, showing his vital signs were normal.

Thank goodness…I thought as I realize Steve was going to be all right then. The moment was interrupt when we both heard the door about to open. It was a nurse with the flowered blouse and green scrub pants. She had come in to check on Steve.

"Is there anyone here?" she said, turning on the light. Then she saw us. "Now, let's see; you don't look like family," she said. She was smiling, but her voice had the ring of authority about to be enforced.

I was thinking 'Shit, now we're screwed!' but before I could do something, Mr. Crepsley moved to where she was. He was standing right in front of her, their faces close together, I heard the nurse cry out, "Hey what are you—"

I watched and couldn't tell what Mr. Crepsley was doing but saw the nurse was just staring at him, her hands that were clutching tightly to her clipboard went limp, the clipboard clatter to the ground but didn't seem to notice as she gazed at him as if she were mesmerized.

She looked briefly distracted and blinked once, twice and then she fell into his arms, out cold! I was in shock as I saw him carry her over to an empty chair across from Steve and plop her in it.

Interesting. How did he do that? I didn't have the chance to ask as I found myself being picked up by Mr. Crepsley and then we were plummeting out of the window!

I was sure I was screaming and while feeling the wind blowing up against us, our hair and clothes fluttery madly around us and kept thinking that I was going to die, forgetting what Mr. Crepsley said not too long ago.

I could hear Mr. Crepsley laughing or might have been imagining it but when I saw the look on his face I knew he had to be smiling over my reaction as we continue falling and he was not as freaked out as I was.

If we survived this, I swore I was going to kill him!

Mr. Crepsley landed on the ground and then began flitting until we were far from the hospital and standing in some alleyway. I struggled to get out of his arms and I was leaning up against the wall and looking to him angrily for that stunt he pulled.

"Don't ever do that again!" I growled.

He just stood there watching as I made to catch my breath before he finally spoke, "We have best make our way. After all we have a lot of ground to cover."

I didn't move from my spot. Did he just say we had to leave now?!

"Darlene, come. We have to go."

"Why? Why so soon?" I remained where I was but Mr. Crepsley just sighed thinking I should have gotten the big picture by now.

"Darlene now listen to me," Mr. Crepsley said wearily, as if speaking to a child, "You cannot stay here, it is not safe for you, and sooner or later you will have to understand it is for the best. So let us go now."

He held his hand out and I almost reached to grab it but I stop myself and shook my head. I didn't want to go. No, I don't want to just abandon my home like this! This was not how I planned my life.

I did not ask for this even after everything that occurred not too long ago!

"I can't…I can't just up and leave!" I said slightly choking on my words, feeling that it was unfair to have to leave it all behind me so abruptly, "I was supposed to one day go off to college and then come back during holidays to spend time with my family, I didn't want to vanish off the face of the earth and make my family worry..."

"Darlene, listen to what I am saying! You must come with me…" I didn't know what was happening but strangely I felt my body moving on its' own accord, my legs walking towards him and my hand stretch out ready to place it into Mr. Crepsley's.

Closer, closer... and were mere inches from touching but my thoughts were slowly whirling and growing louder before I finally manage to break the spell and smack his hand away, "NO!"

He was shocked, obviously not expecting that but he looked to me with a serious expression. I could tell he was exasperated at this point, "Darlene this is the choice you made, there is no turning back, do you understand that you are—"

I turn to Mr. Crepsley and if looks could kill I swear I see him buried six feet under with the glare I send him, "So you're saying I'm the one at fault? That everything's my goddamn fault and you think just because you can tell me what to do I should obey to your whims since you're my master?! The hell I do! You think I'd be thrill to become a bloodsucking monster just like you well think again!!"

The words were flippant, but my voice was shaky with sheer hatred. Not just hatred for him, but for the whole universe to screw up my life.

There was nobody else on the street, but with me shouting I couldn't care less if they did. I was so angry that I couldn't see straight.

He stiffened and his face went cold.

"Darlene I am warning you, this is for your own good. Stop being so foolish and listen to what I tell you. I will not hesitate to enforce myself to have you knock out and tie up." He growled at me and look ready to simply grab me and probably would if he wanted to take me away from here.

Well fat chance I'll let that happen. They didn't call me hot-shot Shan for nothing!

"Go ahead and try." I was going to add, 'Make my night', but I reconsidered. I waited to see if he would take the bait and saw Mr. Crepsley's eyes narrowing at me and guessing he did.

Before Mr. Crepsley could do anything, I made to kick him right in the groin. That's twice in one night he hadn't seen coming from me! I saw him wince and growl out loud but was too busy being in pain to give me so much as a glance. I took this as my chance and started running.

I didn't want to hear Mr. Crepsley calling out to me to stop, not that I planned to.

I didn't want to stay and let him take me away from everything that was my home, my friends, and my family.

How dare he suggest I just up and abandon everyone like that! Who does he think he is?! I made so much distance between us but was sure he'll catch up to me eventually but needed to catch my breath first. I was slumped against the wall of the nearest building, leaning against the wall just for a moment.

I was planning to head straight home but something stops me when I heard someone call out.

"Shank is that you?"

Oh great, of all the people I had to run into and at not such a good time. I turn and saw Jamie standing there and wondering why she's here but I didn't have wish to bother questioning it as she look to me funny.

"What the hell happened to you? Someone decided to go play in the mud," She sneered and then noticed something off as she stared at me closely and frowned, "Since when did your face become so pale and smooth?"

I hadn't heard her second question and to be frank was not in the mood for her bugging me and just wanted to get the hell outta there.

"Leave me alone Bane, I don't need any of your wisecrack today, why not save it for another day."

I was ready to go and leave but Jamie's next words stop me. "I heard Steve was send to the hospital and it had been at your house when it happened."

Oh great should of figure news travels fast since this town was pretty small, I mean it really does so everyone would probably know about it by tomorrow.

I turn around and was about to say, "Shouldn't you not stick your large nose into anyone else's business?" I would ignore her but she just would not let the matter drop.

"It's pretty odd that you and Steve have been avoiding each other for weeks. And how for the two freaks that are banging each other I'll bet you got pretty fed up with the likes of him."

I growled and trying to keep it together from punching her. "That's not what happened!" I said to Jamie through clenched teeth. She raised a thin eyebrow and look to me as she said in a mocking tone, "Oh that's not what I heard from Sarah. She said that she saw his mom running in practically screaming like a banshee and saying it was your fault."

Oh crap! I forgot that Sarah Myers was one of the girls that volunteers at the hospital and was also the biggest gossiper in this town she loves to tell anyone who listens.

Sometimes I think someone needs to sew her mouth shut or knock a few teeth just to make her quiet and stay out of other people's business when she knows squat.

I was getting very much fed up and just wanted to head home and lie down. "You don't know shit Jamie so why don't you go do me a favor and fuck off before you really start pissing me off."

I didn't know if I could keep myself together and stay in control but if there's one thing I learn she could never keep her annoying face out of my life since it was one of her favorite past times just to spite the hell out of me.

I felt close to losing it and was ready to go but Jamie refuse to let it drop and said in my direction, "You're such a freak, it's no wonder all the boys don't want anything to do with you, well except those geeks you hang with. You probably let them have a good fuck with you, especially Steve since he's such a loser and—"

Ok that did it, now she up and done it! And just like that, I broke free of its reign and lost control of my own emotions. Without even thinking I found myself right in front of her and had grabbed her throat, holding it so tight I could feel her tremble in my grasp.

I could see her eyes widen, seeing she had not expected it. I was feeling good, feeling satisfaction by how she reacted. How easy it was for me just to squeeze her throat to shut her up for good.

She was always such a pain and would love nothing more than to see her squeal like the pig she was.

All the times I had been torment and of all the suffering she had put me through and now she was having a taste of what she done to me for all these years. I was enjoying it immensely watching her struggle and flailing, her legs kicking out as she try to break free.

"How does it feel Bane to be the one now suffering? Tell me, does it feel terrible after the things you done?!" I growled and my voice sounded a lot different, letting all my anger and hatred for her come out and feeling it seep into my whole being, giving me power I never though imaginable.

I heard her squeak as I tighten my grip and almost grin, satisfied to see her in agony. Such a pain in the ass she was and I doubt no one would even care about one less annoying nuisance in the world.

Visions of breaking Jamie's neck like a new pencil danced in my head or throwing her across the street into somebody's windshield. Or...

Hmm decisions, decisions. It's hard to pick one when all of them sound very promising and wanting to give her a sample of the torture she did to me.

A lot of things came in mind and I could feel every part of me shouting, 'Yeah go on, do it! Go for it! The bitch deserves it! Make her pay for all she's done!'

I could see her face slowly darkening to a shade of violet and her eyes practically bulging out. I wonder if this was how I look when Steve was choking me. My eyes widened and suddenly the bloodlust immediately diminished and was slowly coming to my senses realizing what I was doing.

Oh my god! What the hell! Sure I hated Jamie's guts but that didn't mean I want to become a murderer. The savagery drained out of me, and loosened my hold on Jamie. I let go, still a little in awe of my own strength and watch her fall to the ground, coughing and gasping while regaining her breath and rubbing her bruised throat.

I stood there watching her and as I was ready to check to see if she was all right, she flinch, backing away from me, looking to me with such terrifying eyes.

Jamie was appalled, and I could feel it. I could even pick up words she was thinking-words like ghastly and a moral.

"Stay the hell away from me, you, you monster!" Jamie cried out.

I stood there shocked by her words. Monster, it had made my blood run cold and looking down to my hands while giving Jamie a chance to escape, running away with fears still on her face.

I wanted to go after her but suddenly I heard something speak out to me. Wait!

I did and wondering as to why I did and wondering was this my own my conscious speaking to me. You could say that. This is the voice of reason calling.

The voice chuckle and thought I wonder if this really was mine or maybe the universe decided to fuck with me since I didn't have enough after the last few hours had been a total hell and wanted to torture me some more. Either that or I was plainly losing my marbles.

The so-called conscious seem to have a different insight on it though, You think you can just up and walk away and pretend this never happened? Look around you! Don't you notice anything?. Don't you realize just now what you've become?

I did and realize everything seem to be much different now. Everything was the same-but how could it be? When I looked at the sky, I got a shock. There was something floating there, a giant round thing that blazed with silvery light.

The first things I thought of were spaceships, of alien worlds, before I realized the truth.

It was the moon. Just an ordinary full moon. And the reason it looked so big and throbbing with light was that I had night vision. That was why I could see the stars, too.

Looking around I could see better and even though my vision wasn't bad I felt like I had 50/20 vision instead of the normal standard 20/20.

The sounds I kept hearing were as loud and clear and everything from the light cries of a wailing baby about fourteen blocks from where I was to the ants skittering on the very ground.

You do realize what could happen if you stay, right? Sure, you can pretend everything is fine now that Steve will get better but what about you? You're no longer the same Darlene. You were, not after what you almost did to that little bitch but could have been worse. Much worse.

Much worse, what could be far worse than trying to choke one of my classmates? The answer then came as the voice chuckled evilly.

Don't you get it? You're a vampire and what do vampires need? They need blood to survive. You'll get thirsty and eventually you'll have to drink which means you could attack those closest to you. Do you want that?

No! I try to deny what it was telling me even though I realize that I could one day lose control and harm the people I cared for. And then I thought, Oh, God...Mom, Dad, Annie and anyone else that I could hurt should I not be able to stop myself from hurting them just to feed my own hunger. I would become what I fear most: a monster.

Looking down at my hands and seeing the still fresh cut on my palm and how I recall the blood that flow through me and having my body changing while I still stood there.

I know that it was real and can't imagine it hadn't happened, that I wasn't turn into a half-vampire.

You can no longer deny it. It's in your blood, your very nature, now is to hunt and drink. If you stay, you'll hurt the people you love and will forever regret it, do you wish to live with that kind of guilt for the rest of your life? The choice is yours so think about it.

The voice now gone but I kept feeling like it was still with me even as I sagged against the wall looking up to where the sky wondering why did this have to happen to me.

Maybe this was what Mr. Crepsley was trying to tell me. Humans just couldn't deal with the idea that there was somebody higher on the food chain. We'd lost touch with our caveman ancestors, who knew what it was like to be hunted. We thought all that primal stuff was behind us.

I ram my fist right into the wall, creating a huge crater, bits of plaster and cement falling to the ground. My hand hurt but I couldn't care less about the pain jotting throughout my whole arm as I wanted to continue slamming my fist in until there was nothing but rumble. Nothing left of what had been myself.

Almost sobbing, I struggled to get air into my lungs. The truth of the matter is I brought this onto myself and there was no way out for me, that I was trapped like this forever.

My anger had collapsed, leaving me near tears. I couldn't help it as I bent my head and all at once my eyes were swimming with tears and began to cry.

Once they started I couldn't stop them, they flowed too easily. There was comfort in crying and it was like a dam being open and there's no way to stop it.

It just left me feeling empty and wishing it could all go back to the way things were. I wanted the pain to stop but I didn't know how.

I slide to the ground and putting my head to my knees and feeling so weak and powerless though my body spoke different, it was my heart that felt the most pain and could feel it crying out.

"How long are you going to continue acting like this?" I whirl around and didn't realize how long he had been there nor did I really care but I refuse to let him see me in this pathetic state.

My tears had stopped and was wiping at my eyes while he stood there looming over me and saw his eyes drawn to my bloody knuckle then to the busted wall. His face was almost expressionless and I was wondering if he was mad at me for my earlier stunt but I didn't see any fury just that he wasn't too pleased by this.

He must have also seen what also happened between Jamie and I while he continued to shake his head.

"Honestly you need to learn to control yourself. People will notice. And how would you explain that?" He bends down to where I was and lift my hand staring at my bloody knuckles.

I was about to say something wanting to tell him to stuff it and leave me the hell alone but before I could even get the words out, he began licking it.

I shiver at the contact and hoping he took no notice as he continue doing what he was doing, his tongue reaching in and lapping away at the blood, cleaning it like a cat does, removing the dirt and I can feel a strange tingling like he did with my fingers and saw the wounds closing in on themselves.

Once that was done, I immediately took my hand out of his grasp and had my back turn to him. I could almost image him thinking to say 'I told you so', but he didn't say it, "Darlene now you see why that it is not wise to be staying here. You are lucky you did not kill her."

I slowly turned around to look at him. For the first time that evening, there was something other than anger and annoyance in his face. Something like pity, I thought.

"Yes, I understand," I said. I could hear the mounting hysteria in my own voice. "But is that what you came here to say?" To think I had been close to killing someone, I was no better than a monster…

I again look over to where I last saw Jamie going and Mr. Crepsley seeing my concern, "Do not worry about her, I have already taken care of it."

I whirled around, my face written with shock and nearly pale at those words, he didn't mean—he couldn't have!

Mr. Crepsley must have realized what I was thinking and rolled his eyes and scowled at me for thinking such, "No I did not killed her, I just made some adjustments to her memories and she will think it was no more but some mere dream, the bruises will be nothing in the morning by the time she comes to."

I let out a sigh of relief. Oh that's good, at least hopefully she wouldn't remember what happened but for me I know would haunt me for the rest of my life and thinking how close I've been to killing her then and what a danger I could be if I stay, putting everyone's lives in jeopardy because of me.

I was stuck in between two worlds and knowing that my only choice was to leave one behind but was reluctant to let it go even when it's obvious I no longer belong there.

Mr. Crepsley saw that I finally realize and putting his arm on my shoulder, "Well shall we go then?"

I had no other choice; I can no longer pretend that I was normal not when I was like this.

But a part of me wasn't ready to go, thinking of how my family or friends will react when they realize I'm gone, "I can't..."

He turned slightly. I saw that the pity was gone from Mr. Crepsley's eyes. His mouth was a hard, trembling line. "You what?"

He was probably wondering what was it now and didn't want to push him further since he was losing some of his patient and look ready to go and bite my head or neck whichever the case may be.

I try to find the words to explain and taking a deep breath before looking to him not wanting to infuriate him further, "I don't want to run away. I don't want to leave my life behind don't you understand. I never wanted this to happen and yet how can you say I should simply leave the people I loved just like that!"

I then look to the ground, my hands curled tightly and seeing my knuckles so white and biting the inside of my mouth thinking how close I had been to nearly killing Jamie.

"…And I know if I don't leave I could hurt someone, but what am I suppose to do? I know I shouldn't do these things but deep inside me, there's an unstoppable urge and I'm afraid to let it take control of me."

I then look at him and said sadly, "There's no going back, is there?" I had realized that it was inevitable, I mean no way to turn back the clock and change things, once it's done it's done, nothing can be as it was before.

He was silent for a moment before Mr. Crepsley shook his head, very slightly. His face was expressionless and spoke in a solemn tone, "The only thing that can stop you now is a stake through the heart."

I chuckled slightly seeing I should of figure that as much, "You wouldn't happen to be carrying one on you would you?" There was another silence, during which Mr. Crepsley put his hand on me. It was only then that I realized I was shaking and pulling me towards him.

I wanted to push myself away but instead I let myself be held in his arms and place my head against his chest. After what I had been put through and even had been against my will and yet he was offering me comfort and didn't want to refuse, feeling he was the only one who was keeping me level, from losing myself.

Holding me up against him, I had never been so close to anybody. It was as if we were one being, together, not predator and prey, but partners in a dance.

What's happening to me? I thought as I lied in his embrace, wishing I could forget everything and let go of the pain I felt inside. Have I turned into something awful?

As if hearing my thoughts he held me fiercely and then said quietly, "No you are just different now. Not awful. Just different."

I wanted to laugh at that. Yeah ok whatever you say, I guess different was better than nothing or saying otherwise in my case.

I thought about all those times Mom or dad would do something like this for me whenever I got upset and here Mr. Crepsley was even though we barely knew each other yet words didn't need to be express when you're in dire need of someone to comfort you when the world seem to be bleak.

For a long time we both stood there in silence. The world I knew was no longer my own since I now had willingly given myself to this new life and will have to make do.

Then with the normal world in shards around me, I leaned against him and whispered, "I can't. I can't do it. Not to everyone, my family and friends…" I thought of how everyone would react if they found out what I've become and thought maybe it was better I disappeared without a trace.

They would worry, yes, and my family would probably try to contact the police or something. Probably search for me and try to find me, try to bring me back which would be impossible to do.

"I don't want them to find out what I've become. I don't want them to think I'm some kind of monster instead of their own daughter or best friend anymore. I wish there's something I could…" I could feel my chest growing tight again and buried myself up against him, trying hard not to let myself cry even though I wanted to.

Mr. Crepsley was thinking over what I said and finally sighed as he look to me, "You may be onto something and I do believe there is a way. We have much to do before you can assume your rightful place as my assistant."

"Oh and how are we going to do that will make it seem that no one will come looking for me unless…"

I saw his gaze shifted to empty air and had a feeling what he had in mind. "The way you are thinking."

My eyes widen realizing what he was saying, "You mean if I…if I…?" He nodded seeing I was getting the big picture now. "Yes we have much to do and so little time. We are going to have to kill you."

He let go and I stood there gawking at him, hearing the same words being replayed inside my head.

K-Kill me?! How could he say it so calmly and yet I realize that it would seem like the only logical way that I can leave without people having to come looking for me and nobody goes searching for a person who's dead.

Ok so that's what we had to do. I was wondering how the hell could we pull this off? Mr. Crepsley was busy thinking while I was too busy thinking that I was going to have to end my life.

Well at least hope that there was no reason to rush now, I mean not when I should probably prepare for whatever Mr. Crepsley and I will be doing.

"You will have three days to get everything settled, that should be enough to get what you need done and do not dally. Because in three days…"

I'll die, I thought. Well, at least I know how long I have left. I heard the words, but they didn't seem real.

I wanted to say something but he was long gone while I made to head home not wanting to confront him again anytime soon.

Three days. Just three days to say goodbye to my friends, my family, my life. I wish that I had more time but I suppose I can't waste it, knowing preparations were in order.

As soon as I got home, mom and dad began badgering me where I've been and told me what happened to Steve.

"The doctor said somehow Steve was able to fight the poison and is going to be all right." I said and smiled slightly

I then went to my room I began gathering my belongings and necessities, stuffing them inside the bag that I usually take for camping. I would take my journals, clothes, shoes, money, sketchbooks and pencils.

I hope I can get by with what I'm taking as I sighed, thinking, 'why did my life have to be so cruel?' I couldn't believe what I was about to do to everyone.

Because I realized that in just a few days I would be dead to the world and would have to get ready for what happened afterward.