lollysherbert

The sound of my feet pounding on the wet ground as I ran through the rain filled the night. The sound of my heart pounding filled my ears. My lungs begged and pleaded for air, but I couldn’t stop. Stopping would mean death. And death was something I didn’t particularly want today.
I ran, for what seemed hours. I had no idea really how long I was running. I heard no following steps behind me, no screaming, no laughter. I started slowing down. My brain screamed at me to keep pushing forward, but my body disobeyed. A white picket fence held me up while I caught my breath. Looking around I noticed all the houses were “cookie-cutter”. All the same. All with that same white picket fence. “What…” I started to whisper to myself, and then a cold chill shot up my spine; the same chill that sent me running. Franticly I looked around, taking in more details than before. The houses looked normal, save for broken windows, clawed up doors, & the putrid stench of decay. It filled the air. My lungs were now begging for me to stop the airflow. I started to walk away, looking very carefully for anyone or anything that meant me harm. My hand felt something sticky. I looked down, that white picket fence was getting redder the farther I went, and on the end was a little girl. Her big brown eyes staring at me; her glossy black hair falling ever so slightly across her face; the delicate drops of blood falling from her mouth. That white picket fence stuck through her chest, and out her back like a piece of meat on a skewer. Impaled; that little girl had been fucking impaled. Her eyes kept me frozen in place. I wanted to run, but my legs refused to move. Cold hands wrapped around my neck, hot breathe at my neck. I closed my eyes, and hoped for a quick death. “This…will not be over quickly, Mi Amor” & those hands tightened…

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  I shot up, gasping for air. These nightmares were getting more and more intense as time went on. Ransley told me it was because I found fear in everything, and that once I stopped fearing everything they’d go away. I hoped that was true.

The week dragged on, test after test. My brain was overloaded with information, and my lack of sleep was surely not helping my stress. Ransley helped as much as he could, while also focusing on his own studies. Most days he was a real sweetheart, other days he was as cold as ice.
“Mi Amor” His voice sent shivers down my spine. “Let’s go out tonight.” He said, as he wrapped his arms around me, burying his face in my hair. “Where?” I asked, hoping he couldn’t hear my heart slamming against my chest.
“I was thinking the beach” he started, smiling. “I hear there’s a bon-fire, thought we could poke our heads in and cause a ruckus”.
Causing a ruckus was one of Ransley’s favorite things; and then more time I spent with him the more it became one of my favorite things. I smiled “A ruckus, huh? I think we can manage that.” A gentle kiss was exchanged.
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It about 8 p.m. I was waiting for Ransley to pick me up so we could go to our evening bonfire.
I put on my leopard print shorts and a black tank top; drew special attention to my legs by putting on thigh high fishnet tights. I knew Ransley would like that. A faint snicker echoed in my head. “I know, Zara, I Know…I’m pathetic” I sighed. The things I’d do just so Ransley would stay interested. My cellphone went off, it was Ransley. “I can’t pick you up, I’m sorry. Can you meet me there?” Ugh. I guess I’m walking. I grabbed my boot knife and headed out the door.
My neighborhood wasn’t dangerous per say, it just kind of…creepy late at night. I couldn’t explain it, something about it just reminded me of my nightmares. I walked down the street, towards the beach. Several people passed me, I kept my distance; for fear that I accidently might slit their throats. Zara ached for that. I just wanted to pretend I didn’t want it either. I just marched on without letting those thoughts consume me. I got to the neighbor’s yard that led to the beach; hopped their fence and went on with my merry little journey. Walking in the sand made me feel like I was sinking. I hated that feeling. A good 20 minutes went by before I could see even a hint of light from the bon fire. “Almost there” I whispered to myself. “But not close enough” whispered another voice. My heart stopped. RUN! Screamed Zara in my head. I lifted my feet to obey that command when fingered gripped my wrists and suddenly I went crashing to the sandy floor. I tried to scream but a weight was crushing my lungs. This person was giggling, and Zara was fighting for control. I couldn’t, what if someone saw me killing him? Would it be worth it to save my own life? Yes, yes it would. I closed my eyes to let her take control when I felt hot breathe on my face. “That’s not very nice, baby.” My eyes shot open. “Ransley?” I whimpered. No, it wasn’t. This person looked like my Ransley but was more sinister. “Where’s my little killer? Zara, my beautiful? Where is she? Kyrie, let her come out and play” he whispered. In my head, Zara echoed his name; Killian. My eyes were filling up with tears, my whole body was shaking. Then I noticed it. He was covered in blood. His hands were stained red, his face had splatter that made me think he slit someone’s throat, and his lips were dripping with blood. “Oh God, What did you do?” I whimpered. I couldn’t handle this. He smiled, a beautiful, bloodstained smile. “I never got her name. But she was beautiful. Her hair was golden blonde, and down to her butt. Her eyes were like blue gemstones. Her voice was like music. And when I painted her with her own blood, she looked even better.” He just smiled. I felt the bile rise to my throat. “Why?! Why would you do that?!” I could no longer hold back my tears. “Because, mi amor, she was just too beautiful in all the wrong ways. She excited me, but she wasn’t you. So she had to die.” That stopped my heart. “Because…Of Me?” I couldn’t believe this. He leaned in, and began kissing me. I could smell the blood now, and taste it. I could feel Zara was torn between terror and white hot excitement, and that response caused me to become aroused. He pulled away to look at me in the eyes. “Bring her out. Let her play with me” he begged. Oh god it was tempting now. I could feel him against me, and all that terror left. All I wanted now was him. No, no I couldn’t allow this. He just KILLED someone because of me! I pulled away and shoved him off of me. “No!” I screamed and started running towards the fire. I knew he was right behind me, but if I could just make it to where I could be seen then I would be fine. Zara screamed in my head to stop, to run back to him but I couldn’t. I had to keep running forward. The fire was close now, I could see people clearly. I could see my friend Mikael drinking and flirting with some blonde girl. I saw him turn his head, and make eye contact with me. I ran straight to him, to his arms and collapsed. “Kyrie?” he yelled. My lungs burned, my heart slammed against my chest. But Ransley was nowhere to be seen. Zara was mad, I knew that. Mikael held me close while I cried, “shh now. It’s alright, I’m here” he whispered to my ear. He always was, my best friend. He picked me up, and carried me to his car. “I’ll take you home, it’s okay.” We passed a multitude of people, but one caught my eye. His hair shone like gold in the fire, it was cut into a mohawk, he had four lip rings in his lip, and his clothes were torn. But he was beautiful. We held eye contract for a minute, and in that minute the world felt safe.

Lights. Bright lights. Flashing. People yelling. No, men yelling. Couldn't make out quite what they were saying but it didn't sound friendly.
"Meds! Get her meds!" What? Meds? What the hell? I couldn't make sense of what was happening.  I could feel that I was fighting. But fighting what? My arms and legs felt bound. But why? Screams filled my head. My screams. Why was I screaming? I felt a pressure in my arm...

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I shot straight up in my bed, breathing heavily. I looked up at my dreamcatcher. "So much for stopping my nightmares." I whispered.
Glancing at my clock, I almost want to tell it that it's a dirty liar but the dark outside my window clearly was backing it up. 3:00 am it told me. Great. Just great. I rolled out of bed and paced about my room for a bit. Why couldn't I just sleep eight hours and be content with life? No, three hours is all I've been allowed for days.  Buzz Buzz
What the hell? Whose texting me at this hour? Reluctantly I wander to my phone. Ransley. A smile creeped across my face. "I can't sleep...please be awake" "I'm up." I sent back. I perched on my bed and waited for his reply. "Good now I dont feel as bad. Lol. Anyway I can convince you to sneak out & meet me at the beach?" My heart fluttered; Zara growled. This isn't safe Kyrie She growled into my thoughts. "You're right" I whispered to no one. "This late?"  "I just...want to see you. It's alright. You're right it's late.." 
I hated that I wanted to see him just as bad too. I could tell Zara was not happy that I felt that way either. It's Saturday. No one will be home in the morning...Just have him come here... I just stared at my mirror, surprised. Zara...Just suggested that I have him come over? What the hell? Just do it. It's safer here. I could feel how much it pained her to suggest this, but I knew this was an opportunity not to be wasted. "Come here.stay the night?" I sent to him. 
A good 10 minutes went by. Maybe he doesn't want to see me that bad? Buzz Buzz. "I would love to :) I'll be there in 10" Those damn butterflies filled my stomach and I buried my face into my pillow just to squeel like a little girl. It's crazy how excited I got. Even more crazy that it felt like Zara was too...

Those 10 minutes felt like forever. I paced my room, checked my phone every 30 seconds.The little knock at my window nearly gave me a heart attack. But there,clear as day, was Ransley. My god was he beautiful. I opened my window "way to give me a heart attack you jerk". He just laughed and gave me a hug. "Thank you for letting me come over" he whispered. I blushed a little and whispered back "no problem" but I'm not really sure he heard me.
The next couple hours were spent talking. About school, life, future plans, the night, music, books.Damn near everything.  We heard my mom get up at 6,and waited up till 7:30 for her to leave. "I supposed I ought to go. Gotta try to get a few more hours of sleep." He looked at me, and I could tell he didn't want to go. I didn't want him to either. He gently kissed me on my cheek. "See you later?"  I nodded. He stood up and my hand caught his. "Stay." Zara! Don't!
Hush. I'm doing us a favor. A smile played across his face. "I would love to." he held me close. Me. Not Zara. God damnit I hate you sometimes.
No you don't. Shut up,and enjoy this. With that she faded. We curled up together in my bed; my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat & his arms holding me close.
He kissed my forehead. "You're beautiful.I want to be with you forever,ya know?" I giggled. "You don't want that, but I agree;forever would be nice" A gentle finger traced my face. "Forever Kyrie, this is what I want. No other girl, no other heartbeat save for yours." Those were the words I fell asleep to. I could have sworn I heard Zara whisper "Te Amo" but I couldn't be sure...

I woke up at noon, to an empty bed. If that was a dream, then that was the best dream ever. The smell of bacon caught my attention. "what...the..Bacon?!" Curiosity took over. Why was I smelling bacon...at noon? I wandered downstairs, tiptoed to the kitchen. Only to see a shirtless Ransley cooking. Mmmmm.... That was a very sexy man. "Good afternoon sleepyhead." Fuck.I got caught. "Hey...What are you doing?" Change subject before he realizes I was totally having sexy thoughts about him. "Cooking. Eggs & bacon." He served up some scrambled eggs and a couple pieces of bacon to me. I laughed at him as I asked "Why?" He just smiled, and served himself. We ate in silence for a minute before he broke it. "Do you want to go to the beach today?" I sighed "It's going to be packed." He smiled, a crooked little smile. "Fine. Back to my house? Swim in my pool?" "You know, It's kind of silly that you have a pool but also have the ocean right behind your house." He laughed, the most beautiful laugh I've ever heard. "You know, I think it's incredibly silly too." We exchanged a long smile. Those damn butterflies threatening to rip through my stomach.

I changed, and we headed to his house, hand in hand. That walk,which should have taken only 10 minutes, took us 20. Goofing off really adds on time, not that either of us minded. By the time we were back to his house we were both ready to jump into the pool. I took my time undressing, watching him. His body was beautiful. Not too built, but not too pudgy. He was, for lack of a better word, perfect.
"Come here, feel the water. its so warm!" he dipped his toe in. I walked over, dipped my toe in; and before I knew it i was completely submerged. Oh that jerk. As I break the surface, "Not cool!" Ransley was laughing at me, clearly amused by his little prank. "Its so not warm!" I yelled at him.  "Oh no poor baby!"
"Get in here!" I reached for him but he stepped back. "Move" he said, and jumped over my head into the pool.
Hours were spent,playing around in the pool.

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Tiki torches light the backyard. Ransley & I sat together in a chair,stairing at the sky. He layed his head on my shoulder. "I love you" he whispered. "I love you too" I whispered back. His arms tightend around me slightly. A gentle kiss on my neck, a gentle touch on my cheek to turn my head towards him. Gentle lips on mine. My blood boiled. "hasta el final de los tiempos, mi corazón late sólo por vos."Another kiss. The world melted away. It was just us. Like it was meant to be. I glanced a peek at him, out of the corner of my eye I swear I saw Ransley covered in blood. I pulled away to get a full look but there was only a clear view of his house. "What is it?" I shook my head "Nothing.Thought I saw something. I leaned in to kiss him again, and heard the faint laughter of Zara.

I spent the majority of my sunday working on homework; nice and secluded in my room. I wanted nothing to do with the outside world. To me, it was just a dead, baron wasteland. I wanted to forget the previous nights happenings. To me, it was all just a bad dream.
I sat infront of my computer, typing away at a review for class when my phone's most obnoxious ringtone goes off & scares me back to reality.  "Jesus Christ.." I whisper to myself as I pick up my phone to check the text message.
From Ransley. Oh great. "Hey beautiful. Still up for hanging out? We've got alot of catching up to do ;) "
A cold chill passed through me. Even Zara felt fear, which put us in a bad situation. "Sorry. Too Much Homework To Do." Message Sent.
Please please let this be a nightmare!  I thought to myself. Buzz Buzz Fuck.
"Let me come over and help..." My heart froze.
"No,it's ok."   

Buzz Buzz
"Well...Ok then"
Oh thank god he wasn't pushy. I think I like that quality the most...

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MONDAY

My alarm is set to "obnoxious" on school days, otherwise I wouldn't wake up at 6AM. I really need to fix this habit.
I roll around for a few minutes, debating on ditching school. What harm could it do?
Eh, we all know I'm too chicken shit for that. Reluctantly I crawled out of bed and went straight for the shower. Water is the most calming thing in this world I believe.
Fifteen minutes melted away, as I got lost in the steam from the hot water; concentrating on each individual drop that slid down my body, dripping to the floor. Water Off; Clothes on, downstairs for a quick bite to eat then straight to school. I don't even care that my hair was wet or that I had no makeup on. There is a reason all girls have eyeliner in their car.
I had to run into class just so I wasn't late (which I was anyway). Go Me, tardy slip. Second one of the month, one more and I get detention.
The rest of the day went on like a blurr. I barely remember the classes, what I did remember was I only saw Ransley twice, And each time I ran and hid. I ignored every phone call and text message.  I know, I could be an adult about this and just confront him. I mean I'm not that damn weak. & yet, I couldn't do it. Every cell in my body told me to run. I hid, in an empty corridor for a good hour waiting for the end of the day bell. That sound, when it finally came, was cue to run like hell to the car and hope Ransley wasn't already there. I made my way down the corridor, down 2 flights of stairs, shoving myself around other students. I rounded a corner and saw the lawn, just feet infront of me. Cold fingers wrapped around my arm and I found myself shoved agianst a wall moments later. The loud slam of a door gave away that I was clearly in a classroom. "Why have you been avoiding me?" That sweet sound, Ransley. Oh God.
I stared at him, shocked and terrified. He looked so animalistic, it was horrificly sexy. My blood boiled, and my heart raced. He gave me a good shake and asked agian "Why have you been avoiding me?!"
A dark part of me smiled a little.
Was that panic I heard?
"I...I..." I couldn't think of a good reason. He looked so furious at me, I thought for sure he would slap me. But instead he released my arms, ran a gentle finger down the side of my cheek, catching a tear apparently, and looked broken. "I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?" His voice was so calm and beautiful. "No..." I whispered. His arms wrapped around me and help me tightly. "I'm so sorry.  I just got so scared you got so distant and I didn't understand why"
"I'm so sorry Ransley I don't know either." He kissed my cheek so gently, like an angel's kiss. He took my hand, led me out the doors and to my car. Part of me wanted to run, as fast as I could away from him. Zara was growling inside my head. Something was up, I just wasn't sure what. He took my hand, so gently, kissed the top and whispered "You're mine, for eternity."

My drive home, I couldn't quite wrap my head around the day. What the fuck happened with Ransley?
Kyrie, keep your guard up.
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I'm running, down a hallway.In an old abandoned hospital. No, not abandoned. There's hands grabbing for me, out of every door and window, i glance behind me and see mutated ghouls chasing after me. I felt something claw into my ankle, looking down it was one of those hands reaching for me that had broke through the ground, causing me to fall. Within seconds tons of these creatures were ontop of me, clawing into me, ripping sinew from bone. The pain, oh god the pain I felt. I could hear muscle tearing and bones snapping. One of those monsters brought itself close my my face, whispered in my ear some unintelligible mumblings, then placed its mouth upon mine. The horrid stench that came off him was like sulfur and decomp. And the taste of him in my mouth was like sour milk; his tongue felt like maggots writhing around. I felt the bile rise. And when he released me from his morbid embrace I could see that I had been torn to bits and pieces. All over the corridor I was.
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I shot up screaming. I ran my hands all over my body, making sure I was in one piece. "Fuck Me" I said panting. Was just a nightmare Kyrie.  Ah the reassurance of Zara. Everything was ok. But it felt so real. And that smell...it still lingered in my nose.

I would chose to attach myself to a close personal friend and "haunt" wherever they would go; as to act as their protector.

Hazy,cloudy,musty. God I wish she'd clean her damn car. It fucking reaks in here,like a teenage boys room mixed with mold. Fucking careless with her shit. And what the hell is this shit? A fucking turtleneck?! No cleave, at all? God damn, Kyrie. Can't fucking show your body to some useless piece of meat but you have no problem showing off for that little fuck? God you're so easy.

I step out of her car,and breath in the air. It smells like the ocean, a rather pleasant smell. As I take in my surroundings I notice Kyrie drove us to a new area. Dumb fucking cunt. I thought, a new area leads to a higher chance of getting caught. Too late now I suppose...
Out of the corner of my eye I catch movement. Pink jumpsuit with the Puma sign over the left breast, blond hair pulled back into a ponytail, sweat beads on her face. Oh my, was she beautiful. I step into her path causing her to come to a stop. "Excuse Me" I call to her. She smiles half-heartedly. Skank. "Can I Help You?" Clearly suspicious of me. "I'm not from around here," I begin, "And I'm a bit lost. Perhaps you can point me in the direction of a gas station? My jeep is awfully low on gas." I pause, waiting to see if she's as dumb as she looks. " Sure! Drive down the street,turn right and go straight for a few blocks and you should come to a light. On the right should be a station." She smiled ever so sweetly at me. Oh yes, lovely girl, you shall make for a beautiful kill. "Thanks" I smile at her. "Err,whats your name?" I ask.  "Nicole. But you can call me Nikki" she smiles,and shifted her weight so that her hip stood out, showing me a bit of skin. A crooked smile crossed my face. "Nikki..." I whisper. "Yes?" she looks a bit confused now. "Thank you." I reach out to her, brushing my finger lightly over her cheek. "You've already thanked me, no need to do it twice." she whispered. She was trying to be polite, trying to not let something so little get to her head. "I'm not thanking you for that." I said, malice caked all over. She shivered. "For what,then?" My hand slid to her throat. "For being so fucking stupid" My hand clamped down on her larynx, attempting to crush it but only succeeding in cutting off air supply, barely. Oh but did she struggle, making this all the more fun. I brought my fist down hard into her face, giving me enough time to reach into my back pocket, finding the knife Kyrie placed there. Good girl. I opened up my weapon, and plunged it deep within my dear Nikki's side. A gasp escaped her mouth as I repeatedly jabbed my blade into her. I could feel Kyrie wanting to shy away, to clamp our eyes shut and pretend this isn't happening. But i'm much stronger than her. 
Looking at Nikki, I see a beautiful piece of art, bleeding so delicately on the ground.
 
My mouth started watering, I fell to my knees and pushed my hands deep into one of her wounds, and bringing that beautiful pool of life to my mouth. It sent me into a state of ecstasy, and I began to lap up her blood, not caring of what I mess I was making. I heard the echo of Kyrie's screams and I laughed at her misery. You need to learn to accept it. Without this I will die and without me you will die. Don't fight this. Her whimpers were a sign of her understanding. I continued to feed, feeling stronger and more alive than ever. The sound of footsteps made my heart stop. DAMNIT! Slowly, I turned my head to see the source of the steps, only to see a figure in the dark. Clearly a man.Slowly I stood up,eying this shadow figure carefully. I started to walk,very slowly, towards them. The never moved, never faltered. I picked up my pace to a steady walk till I came close enough to see their face. Kyrie shrieked causing my head to pound. I squinted, I knew this face but from where? Then it hit. Ransley.

He brought his hand slowly to my face, touched my lips, and pulled his hand away covered in blood. He smiled a crooked smile and brought his fingers to his lips,licking away the blood. There was something different about him. "Zara" he breathed. What?! How does he know?! Terror shot through me. He smiled and came closer. "Stay Away" I snarled at him. An evil sounding laugh came from him, which excited me. This wasn't Ransley, but how could it not be.
"Our souls call to eachother."  That's It! I stared, wide eyed, at this person. " Killian?" I whispered. He smiled devilishly. "Finally." And he embraced me, pushing his mouth into mine.  This kiss, it sent fire coursing through my veins.  I felt Kyrie, and I felt Ransley. I felt them together in a loving embrace, just as Killian & I were.  When he pulled away I still felt him there,flowing through me.
"I'll take care of this" he gestured towards the body. "Go home." He pulled me towards the jeep, opening my door for me. "Drive safe." Kissing me on my cheek. He slammed my door and walked to the body. I started up the engine and pulled away. Back to home,huh.
The two hour drive went by in a blurr. Even walking into the house was a blurr. I've never been taken off guard like that. I've become soft. Let me out more. It's unthinkable that I actually felt fear. Kyrie coward away from me. I washed my face, and tore off these clothes. Standing in the middle of the room naked felt so natural, just like killing. I ran a finger down my chest to my navel. I looked so alive now. The haze,it started to fill my head. I shook my head and closed my eyes shut, and began to stumble. I fell onto the bed thankfully, and began to writhe in pain.My body burned, as if I had been dipped in lava. The last thing that passed through my thoughts was Killian's laugh. It genuinely terrified, and excited me and Kyrie both.

I awoke to sunlight beaming down on my face through my curtains that I hadn't completely closed. "Fuck" I whispered into my pillow. I rolled over and glanced at my clock. 9 o'clock. "uughhh" i groaned and rolled over,covering myself with my blanket. A soft whisper of laughter filled my head. Crap, today was Saturday. The day I promised Zara she could come out and play. I wonder what would happen if I didn't, if I just resisted long enough for her to give up and go away? A sharp pain in my gut gave me my answer, It simply could not and would not happen.
I tossed that thought aside, got up and jumped into the shower. Last night left me covered in sand, and completely head-over-heels in love. Or rather infatuated. Ransley Edan, the only boy who somehow saw me completly to my core and still remained by my side.
The warmth of the shower pouring over my skin felt so amazing, like when Ransley touches me and left in his place is nothing but warmth..."Ah!" I exclaimed to myself, snapping me out of some fantasy that I hadn't even known why I would think of such things.
 "Our Souls Call To Eachother" he had said last night..that did he mean?
A whisper in my head, i couldn't make out more than the word "Kill".  'Be Patient' I thought to her, hoping she wouldn't turn into some child throwing a temper tantrum and force her way out. I gave up on my shower, putting my pajamas back on and walking downstairs for breakfast. As I walked into the kitchen I saw my mother putting dirty dishes into the dishwasher. "Goodmorning sunshine. What would you like for breakfast?" she asked so serenely. Before I could catch myself the words "Human Flesh" fell from my mouth. My mother glared me down till I laughed and simply asked for eggs. I didn't really want food,I simply was searching for routine and normalcy. As she set the eggs in front of me I couldn't help but imagine them as someone ground up flesh. Quickly I grabbed the ketchup and doused my eggs in the red goop. Into my mouth and down my throat my eggs went, and in my head I couldn't help but wonder if they'd taste better doused in blood.
I shivered and walked back to my room. As soon as that sun set I would become a ravenous monster and someone would fall victim to my insatiable bloodlust. Zara hadn't taken over since a week before school, and that night she was satisfied with killing a neighbors annoying dog. I laid on my bed,waiting for this whole day to just be over. I hated when this collapse of myself happened. I hated feeling Zara's bloodlust, hated feeling her pleasure. Even more so I hated that I got pleasure out of it. I closed my eyes and I saw myself, dripping with blood from head to toe, lapping the blood collected in my hands. I shot my eyes wide open in horror. She was trying to come out now? But why? My phone buzzed itself off my dresser and onto my floor then. Rolling over and picking it up I saw it was Ransley, my boyfriend. My heart fluttered at that word. I opened the text to a goodmorning message. Smiling I replied back "Goodmorning!" and rolled back over. I would give anything to see him tonight, but not with Zara so close to the surface. Buzz my phone went off. "How did you sleep gorgeous? Can I  see you today?" My heart ached to see him, but I couldn't risk him being the person Zara killed tonight. "I slept awesome thanks to you <3. And not tonight, I have prior engagements" I hoped he wouldn't prod. Buzz "Ohh Okay, Maybe Tomorrow?"
Thank god he didn't flip out and demand to know what I was doing. "Yes! Tomorrow I'm All Yours :)" I closed my eyes thinking about all the things we would do tomorrow,aside from my math homework that has yet to be done. I thought of us walking on the beach,holding hands. It was utter bliss, till i looked at him fully and saw that he had a gaping hole in his chest, and in my free hand held his heart. My eyes shot back open and my breathing quickened. I shot out of bed and went to my closet. I dug a chest out that I hid in the very back, within held my pipe and some weed. "Gotta keep calm, gotta numb you out for a little bit" I whispered to myself. I packed my pipe, put it to my mouth and lit up. It burned my throat and all the way to my lungs, but it was a pleasant burn. I could feel Zara slip away, and I returned agian to my beach side fantasy of me and my boyfriend.

A few hours passed by, the clock told me it was already 7 o'clock. I had waisted as much as I could, and i smoked at least 3 bowls...or was it 4? Oh hell I couldn't remember. I kept Zara at bay long enough, and knew it was about time. I went to my closet and grabbed a pair of black jeans that I always wore when this happened. I decided on a long sleeved black shirt that I never wore and hiking boots.
Pulling my hair into a ponytail, and smothering my face with makeup I was about ready. I stared at myself in the mirror and wondered if Zara could see too. I went to my window and looked out, it was getting dark, the time on my clock read 8o'clock. Time to get going. I tip toed downstairs and out the front door. Both my parents were in the living room,glued to the tv. I wandered to my jeep, and began to drive. I drove and I drove till the clock read 10:10 on my dashboard. "Damnit" I drove two whole hours away from home. I parked next to a park,scoping out the area. A tingle in my stomach formed,which quickly consumed my body. "Let me out" a whisper in my head began. "Set me free" it called to me. I thought for a minute about turning the car back on and just driving home and forgetting this whole ordeal. A pain in my chest sent me doubling over in my car,head against the steering wheel and my hands clutching my side. I half expected blood to be all over my hands when I tried to compose myself. "Zara" I whimpered, letting a tear fall down my cheek. Maniacal laughter filled my head as my vision went black, and there I was in the darkness cowering into a corner. Zara had been freed.

Essay For School, And Yes My REAL Promt Was "Think of Someone you dislike,and explain why"

Have you ever met someone who, even at the very first words they spoke, you knew was bad news? I have, and this evil has a name; Bryce.

                Bryce came into my happy family (consisting of 5 friends and my fiancé) one evening after befriending them at the local gaming store. Upon meeting him I instantly grew a dislike for him, which only grew stronger as days, even weeks went by. I began noticing little things here and there, like how he would prod into people’s lives and find weak points about them, only to miraculously have something to counter that weak point to gain that person’s trust. Example being my dear close friend who happens to be an artist, yet hates everything he draws. Immediately seeing this weakness, Bryce consoles my artist friend and gains a deeper trust. This quickly dug its way under my skin and festered.

                I pulled my fiancé aside one evening and expressed my utter distrust and all together hatred for this cretin only to find my fears had fallen on deaf ears. I then looked to a once very close friend to warn him of what I felt was a bad situation, only to yet again have my fears fall on deaf (blind and dumb) ears. Clearly not getting through to any of my friends, I sat back and watched this leech move in and take over. He didn’t even begin his takeover nice and slow, No sir, he stormed through the gates like a true Tyrant. He quickly adjusted to the apartment and treated it as his home, helping himself to cigarettes and food whenever he wanted, and never bothering to ask if he could stay the night but simply curl up wherever his lazy butt decided it wanted to sleep. After about a week or two of this nonsense my fiancé quickly began realizing that I had not been making up some silly excuses to get this new person away from my already well-adjusted life, noticing that Bryce had been overstaying his welcome. Pulling his once close friend aside and explaining that Bryce had to quickly be put in his place, found that Bryce had found in our friend his good nature and prayed upon that. Using the excuse that he is being kicked out and has no place to go found its way into our dull-headed friends heart and there Bryce laid his seed of evil trust (or mistrust depending on how one views it) and together my fiancé and I watched our friend fall to the will of this Incubus. This grew even deeper under my skin and infected me with a sense of rage so strong I feel it consuming me whenever his name is so much as uttered. This creature called “Bryce” feeds on the good will of people he meets, finds their weaknesses and exploits them in a way that controls them, forces them to comply to him in a way that doesn’t seem threatening at all to host. Then of course there is the way he looks at women, as if they’re simply a piece of meat (which scares the hell out of me). He’ll watch and female presence, clearly going through the motions in his head of what he’d like to do to them. It’s sickening to watch, even more sickening to know that you yourself must be subjected to this predator with the fear that he’s already weeded himself deep enough that he could simply harm you and no one would come to your rescue( of course that’s a bit over dramatic, but a constant fear nonetheless) 

Even so, with all these reasoning’s and fears, I still find that it all falls on deaf ears and blind eyes. Perhaps he has already done the damage he intended and I, a kind spirited individual, am left standing in the rain watching the whole city burn to the ground.

In the next couple weeks since meeting Ransley we became nearly inseparable. Collin and I became better friends,and I even befriended the 4 others. The weekends I never spent alone anymore, I was always with them, or at the very least I was with Ransley. We would walk on the beach,go to the mall or the amusment park. It was the happiest I've ever been.
We texted morning,noon and night. Even while we were at work. He became my best friend.
It was Friday, finally the weekend. I breathed a sign of relief. I only have math homework to do this weekend and with Collins help I was sure to get it done within an hour.  I sat agianst the lockers,waiting for school to end. Last period was my free period, also know as a study hall. I always spent it alone as the other kids I shared this period with were sure to beat the shit out of me, so I hid everyday till that bell rang its sweet song of freedom. I looked at my phone, 2:50. Awesome,only 10 more minutes and I could find my way to the guys.
*buzz* My phone went off, it was Ransley. "Hey pretty girl ;) quit sulking and get down to the courtyard"
What the hell, I wasn't sulking. Pursing my lips I replied, "Not sulking you tool. Gtfo" A playful smile played across my face, most times if you looked at our texts you would think we didn't get along at all. But  we did,oh so very well.
My phone buzzed at me with Ransley's comeback, "Oh shut up and get down here butthead.". A giggled escaped my lips, i replied back with "Yes master ;)" and made my way down towards the courtyard.

What could he be planning? I had no idea,but as I made my way outside towards our schools courtyard I saw him,so beautiful in his black skinny jeans,knee high converse and his green plad shirt, leaning agianst one of many of the giant trees that were randomly placed throughout the area. He bit his lip nervously, and when he looked up at me, he smiled and it melted my heart like his smile always did. I walked faster, suddently eager to get to him, and as soon as i was within 5 feet i dropped my bag and ran to him. I jumped into his arms and we fell to the ground laughing. "Butthead!" he laughed at me. He sat agianst the tree and pulled me next to him. "What did you interupt my sulking for?" I joked,looking at him intently. He blushed and his voice became soft. "I..wanted to know...if you would like to..umm" he looked at me,smiled and said with his voice shaking ,"go on a date?" My heart slammed agianst my chest,and butterflies(That often found their way into my stomach whenever Ransley and I were together) fluttered harder than ever. I smiled gently and hugged him close, whispered into his ear "Yes,I would love too" He hugged me tightly, as if he hadn't seen me in years. My heart was pounding, I hoped he couldn't tell how nervous yet excited I was. I became apparent to me that I had developed feelings for him, and i tried my hardest to push them aside, to tell myself we were only friends. But even some temptations cannot be thwarted. "Would tonight be ok?" he asked so softly it only fueled the butterflies so flap harder. "Yes, just give me a time so I can be ready." I spoke so soft that it kind of shocked me, it made me sound so small and innocent. Compared to that and how small I always felt in his arms...I melted into a fantasy world with me and him and..."8 o'clock." he spoke matter of factly, shoving me out of my dream world. I pulled away and looked at him,"I'll see you at 8! I smiled and stood up,careful of my shaking legs. He smiled so gently that it made my legs weaker so I quickly bid him farewell and ran off home to get ready.

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I was so nervous about tonight. I had no idea what to expect. I asked Ransley at least 4 times and every text back said "just be patient ;)" I wore a strapless dress;purple with black lace over it, laced up in the back, only about thigh length; I had been looking for an excuse to wear it for some time and tonight seemed appropriate. I straightened out my long black hair,putting little curls at the end. I felt beautiful for once, i couldn't help but to keep walking back to the mirror and staring, wondering how Ransley would like seeing me this way...
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"Getting all dressed up for some stupid boy who probably doesn't even like you? He only want inside those panties of yours and you're going to let him?! Stupid girl!"
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Zara?! "No!" I screamed,falling to the floor clutching my ears. I hadn't had a break down in the last 3 weeks in which I had spent almost everyday with Ransley. Why now? Why?
The doorbell rang. He's here? I looked at the clock. 8 o'clock on the dot.
"Don't ruin this for me,Zara. Give me tonight and I promise to let you out tomorrow.Please?" I waiting for a responce and nothing came. A heavy sign parted my lips. Tomorrow,someone would die. But I couldn't dwell on that right now.
I ran down the stairs,my mom had already let Ransley inside. he wore tight black pants and a black button up shirt. He looked stunning. He looked at me in astonishment, "You look apsolutly gorgeous Kyrie." he spoke softly. I blushed "thank you, you look quite stunning yourself." He blushed in return,my mom giggled and walked away. "Have a nice night you two!" She called from the living room. I took Ransley's hand and to his car we went.
We went back to his house for dinner. "5 star cooking you get tonight" he laughed as we pulled into his driveway. "Oh ya?" I laughed back. Together we walked around to the backyard where I was shocked to see he had put up white and red lights ,put a black table with two seats by his pool, and has rose petals everywhere. "It's so beautiful" I whispered to myself mostly. "Thank you" he whispered back,pulling a chair out and gestering for me to sit. I did so, and he disappreared into his house. After a few minutes he returned with two glasses filled with what was clearly soda. "Pepsi" he kind of giggled. The gesture warmed my heart. I knew he probably tried to get wine or something to make it more romantic. He disappreared agian, only to return a few minutes later with Fetachini Alfredo. "It's your favorite,right?" he looked a bit concerned for a second till I shook my head yes. He sat across from me and we ate,talked and laughed our way through a very lovely meal. After dinner was done he cleared the table faster than he had taken setting it. Music began playing and he held out his hand towards me. "Will you dance with me?" He asked so gently, and I took his hand and smiled ever so softly. He wrapped his arms around me,holding me close while we half-assed our dance, swaying here and there,turning slowing.  I was in bliss. Apsolute bliss, with him holding me so close,so gently,as if he was afraid to hold any tighter. He layed he cheek agianst mine and I could feel him smile. "Would you like to join me for a walk on the beach?" He whispered. A little disappointed that he wanted to stop dancing, I simply shook my head yes.  He released me to turn off the music,and walked down towards his fence which the beach lied upon the other side. We walked,barefoot, at first side by side. His hand caressed mine softly,then took it just as soft. That little gesture made my heart slam against my chest. He kept staring at the sky, and when I looked up I saw a full moon."Tonight couldn't have been a more perfect night." he whispered towards the moon. I smiled, 'And why's that?"
He looked at me then,deep into my eyes. "Spending A Full Moon with an angel, with the only girl in the whole world that makes my heart skip beats with just a thought." My pulse quickend and those damn butterflies where threatening to tear right through me.  He pulled me closer. "Our souls, they call to eachother. Don't you feel it?" He whispered softly,but it sounded more menacing than romantic. "We're not so different." He placed a soft kiss on my forehead. "What do you mean?" He smiled. "Nothing...Kyrie..How do you feel about me?" That question had caught me off guard. How did I feel? He made me the happiest I had ever been. "I..I like you Ransley." It just popped out of my mouth, like it had been waiting to be released. He smiled. "Good. I like you too." He leaned in,our lips so close together "Be Mine,Kyrie." He whispered agianst my lips. In response I simply closed that distance with a kiss. He held me tighter then,and somehow the world melted away. It was just us,in moonlight.

it keeps me in the loop by allowing me to see what people are up to, whats goin on in the world, and whatever else I need/like to know.

I could watch you for hours. Watch you skate,watch you smile and laugh so carelessly. It warms my heart the most to see you at ease. When you're like that, its like the sun gets a little brighter,and my spirit gets a little more alive.
You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen. And that's just it,you're a person. More fragile than you know. If I wanted to I could easily break your neck,drain you dry. But I never could.

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"What I wouldn't give to feel warm blood dripping from my fingertips. To feel someones life leave their body.
This girl,she's so weak. Suppressing the urges,suppressing me. I'm her only sanity. Without me, she'd be dead.
Remember that,Kyrie."

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There are two sides to everything,and everyone. Most people are good at keeping their better half dominant . Others,like myself, are submissive agianst our worse half. The half that eats away every bit of goodness within.
Zara...She's always protected me...when I need her most she's right there. In return,her bloodlust consumes. I feel it, itching under my skin,burning me alive till the only way to put out the fire is to drench myself in the warmth of human life.  
Zara...who only lives for pain.
Unlike me, little Kyrie, who only wants to finally be happy.
In the darkness my soul will be consumed till I am no more.  Why? Why must it be this way? Why must I be the only being consumed by evil? What did I do? Was I bad?

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"Don't you remember? You killed your mother with your birth. Your first act of bloodlust. It's inevitable. Accept me, let me protect you,Kyrie. Let me make all the nightmares go away."

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"Zara..." I whimper, my hands clutched tightly to my ears. They were ringing, like a gunshot had gone off next to me.
My sanity,I know its slipping..but for it to happen at school? I should leave now before it gets bad.
It took all my strength to stand up and appear as though everything was ok. I'm known for being quiet and mostly am ignored.
I walked out of the school to the courtyard.  Autumn, the beginning of the school year, my favorite season.
A deep breath,the wind on my face. I began to walk away,towards the gate that led to the parking lot.
Where would I go? The ocean. Yes.The ocean. 
Lost in thought I was startled by the sound of a voice calling to me.

"Hey, where you goin'?". I turned and saw him. Ransley. The best friend of a friend of sorts. Collin Hardwin. We've known eachother since 8th grade when he moved here from Arizona. Last year,friends of his moved here & Ransley Edan. Collin and I have always gotten along.He's never judged me or said something hurtful. But Ransley & I have never exchanged words. I know apsolutly nothing about him.
"Hello? Anyone there?" he laughed as he walked closer to me. My heart began to race.
"Er,I was just leaving." I shot back,more venom in my voice than I had meant there to be.
"Just gonna ditch school then?" He smiled at me. Clearly unbothered by my rudeness.
"Yeah,that was the plan." I answered matter of factly. He smiled & and extended a hand. "I'm Ransley." My hand shook as I took his hand,"I'm Kyrie." My voice was the softest it had ever been. A gentle smile played across his face and I felt it infect me as i gently smiled back. "Pleasure to finally meet you,Kyrie."