Road To Recovery- A Vampire's Fight Within

I was at my wits end. I was about to break, and I felt it was the end as I knew it. It was a cold rainy Saturday Morning. I had tried for days to get the old me back; I tried putting on a smile faking how I really felt. But Inside I was screaming and breaking. On the outside I was smiling, it’s all I could do. Fake it. I was good at it. I was an Augustine; we were good at faking emotions especially for the right people and cause. I stared out the window and watch as the rain fell, first just a smidge but then the thunder and lightning came, a rush of water fell. I starred for hours at the rain hitting the window as the droplets inched their way down. I closed my eyes as my head was spinning; first school the kids making me feel like shit for my name the name that was a disgrace. My father left only days before leaving me alone to work things out on my own to be on my own. I was used to being left behind, my sister had her family, my friends had their boo’s and me I was here. I took my knees and folding them up against my tiny frame. I hadn’t eaten for days; I looked to my side seeing bottles of liqueur everywhere. It was all I could turn to ease the pain, but it only made it grow within me. I took my phone from my back pocket and opened it up. I tried dialing em, my thoughts cried out to just call her get her here to help me, but my fingers didn’t budge. I threw the phone to the floor breaking it in pieces. The voices began to talk to me, the dark shadows beckoned me to turn it all off, they slithered their way into my thoughts as if they were there to ease the pain. It had finally crept into my heart, all the fights all the pain from my family and friends I couldn’t take it anymore.
      I looked for the voice and I said it as clear as day. I opened my eyes and spoke “Turn it off,” I growled out and clenched my teeth closing my eyes. It was like all life ceased to exist, as soon as I closed my ocean blue hues a single tear falling on my fair white soft skin I knew as soon as I said it within me things would come to a halt and stop. As soon as I felt the jolt of electricity in my heart leave my body, as if the very core of my being, was ripped away; and my heart turned as black and cold as ice. Evil. Pure utter Evil, filled my once happy thoughts.  I opened my ocean blues and as soon as I opened them they turned a dark redden black. I got up and pushed the liqueur bottles to the floor and laughed a pure evil laugh. I looked at myself in the wooden old magnificent mirror, about as wide as the room and long as my mid-section. my hair was an utter trash pile tied up back into a ponytail with hairs sticking out everywhere. My make-up was running black down my face. My lips chapped as if I had been dried up. I wore a huge sweat shirt and some skimpy short shorts that were frayed at the ends. I starred for a moment and bent my tiny frame down grabbing a bottle of whiskey, my fingertips gripping around the head of the bottle, with my nails digging into my skin; making marks and blood came running down my fair white skin. I picked it up with such a hateful grip and with all my strength and power I threw the bottle at the mirror. The mirror made a sound of pure hate that filled my ears as a sly smirk appeared on my face, with slow motion I raised my head and hands up to my sides slowly as I heard every piece of glass shatter and fall to the ground. As all the pieces fell I laughed and looked down at the mirror again. This time, the image starring back at me was broken, some pieces missing others shattered into pieces crackling up the wall. I walked over the mess of my living room and vamped upstairs to my room. 
     I needed a change, a change of style a change of life. A change in me. I knew from the moment I opened my door, as it opened with an ery stretch that I was different. I looked up to the ceiling as if I was talking to my grand-mum and grabbing my pendant on my small dainty neck and looked forward, “no more wimpy, heart broken little shit of a Cassidy Rose. My heart is now as black as ever.” I knew my humanity was gone and I didn’t care. I walked in with a strut as if I was the shit and all humanity had to bow down to me. CASSIDY ROSE fucking AUGUSTINE. I ran to my walk in closet and flipped through my clothes tossing some over my head making a “what the hell was I thinking face” and finally found it. My leather tight fitting jacket, my cut up legging jeans that fit my petite body as if they had been sown on me, and my white tank top. I quickly took a shower singing a tune and quickly changed, I had my hair in a curl wet to my shoulders and down my back. I put every inch of make-up on with pride and looked at myself in my vanity mirror as I zipped up my long black healed boots and bent down smacking my lips together and I winked at myself. “Get ready haters,  Cassidy is in town and going to stay. You better prey I'm not as bad as my father, *taps my chin* in fact I’m worse.” 
     An evil smirk and chuckle escaped my now luscious plum glossed lips. I grabbed my keys to my motorcycle I had hidden in the back, being that I was soooo into restoring my Camaro to get my feelings out that way I wasn’t touching my bike, but now with this new broad outlook on life I didn’t care about the shit pile of my car that was eaten up by the wolves. I walked out of my room and went to the stairs sliding down on my round tight ass down the railing. I twirled around as I skipped with a beat out the door slamming the door leaving the mess behind.  I didn’t have a phone and didn’t really care. I didn’t bother grabbing my helmet because it wasn’t as if I cared if I got hurt, I was an Augustine I knew the risk. I hopped on my bike bringing my thin long leg around and kicking the bike stand with my black heal starting the engine. My first stop was the school. I would plan a little revenge pool party at my house, inviting every single hater from dance to geek club to the fucking jocks. I had my list in my head, my fangs extending and my eyes becoming a dark red glow. I hit the engine and sped off. My plan was to eat every single person that made any little remark about me and they were going to pay.

I road and road as the rain fell, the bike weaving in and out of cars. I had one thing on my mind and that was revenge. The thoughts running through my brain of how I would make each one pay. Maybe stall a bit to make them think all was okay but as soon as I could I would attack. This would be one big pool party full of chaos death and blood. As I thought of the blood hitting my lips my fangs still extended I took my tongue and lingered it from left to right slow lip as my eyes closed slowly. I had almost forgotten what I was doing and a car honked loudly making me jolt and move fast swerving just in the nick of time for a car to plow into another and for me to ride into the school. I turned my frail head to the corner of my shoulder looking back at the accident I had just caused and laughed. 
     I turned back forward and rode to the auditorium knowing that’s where most of them would be that I was trying to find. Today I remembered was some get together camp to talk about the clubs and activities on campus. I was supposed to go for the head captain of the cheer team but I was so bottled up with emotions I couldn’t bare to show my face to them but now I was different I was a better me. I parked my bike right outside the doors making a loud enough nose for all to hear. I walked in with my sexy attitude to go with it and looked at everyone as they looked at me and yelled “ pool party my house right now, free booze free drugs and free game for all.” As soon as I said it the crowd cheered and charged me running to go to their cars to come to my house, as kids passed me brushing up on my shoulders I couldn’t help but have a sly grin on my face. Some stopped and thanked me and patted me on my back. As the last few exited I couldn’t help but turn and walk out like I owned the place my face still in a smirk as I lite a blunt and walked out blowing the smoke watching them all go. I leaned my tiny frame on the door and thought this was only the beginning I would own this town and every person that knew my name from here would walk in fear and tremble at the very essence of my name spilling from the lips. ~

~I got on my bike and road home, this time taking a short cut through the woods. I knew if I did that I would be there first. I tossed my bike to the side as soon as I got in my yard. I didn’t care in fact it could set on fire and I would just laugh, I still had the blunt in my had as I made a few calls some to connections I had for drugs to come over and others for stores to come over with food and booze. Not like it was really going to matter. By tomorrow everyone would be dead anyway. I was just putting on a show. A few hours went by and the crowd started coming one by one, the place was cleaned except my living room, that was to stay shatter for I wanted a reminder of not to turn my humanity back on. So I closed that off but the rest of the house was free game. People came in with mountains of boozes and bags of drugs. I laughed as I told people where to go. Each person I checked off knowing when and where I would do it. Tonight and many more would fill the town with horrors they had ever dreamed about. Nightmares would fill the children’s hearts for I, Cassidy Rose, would make this one hell of a party that no one would ever forget. They would be telling this story for miles to come and the Augustine name would soon rain of blood throughout our town and soon an empire was at my grasp. With that I shut the door after the last one entered. I closed it as I walked backwards my eyes glowing red as the darkness crept over my home as I shut the doors to the front of my home. After that all you could hear for miles was scream after scream as their blood filled my heart and hit the floors. Each one coming down dead ~

~Meanwhile. My grandmother was watching all of the transformation from above and was looking down with hurt and pain in her eyes. She was not of the living yet nor of the dead. Everyone thought she was gone but that was far from true. Josephine Augustine had a plan, and me turning my humanity off was never part of it. She knew she had to do something. She knew being how she was she couldn’t save me. She knew my best friend Emma could. Only her power and love could snap me back. She had to try something before she saw anything worse happen. She concentrated and closed her eyes. She said a small spell to give her the freedom to walk in this life and appeared in my living room a couple days later after the massive killing spree. She couldn’t help but stumble a bit grabbing the arm rest as she looked around, bottles broken the mirror of hers shattered in front of her, blood stained on the couch where I grabbed the bottle and threw it. And blood filled the airs as she sat down knowing if she even stepped out of the living room she would suffer of pain for the blood I spilled from every single person I killed in the party days before.  She sat down breathing hard trying to get her attention back to saving me from this hell I’ve created. She sat there and looked around trying to figure out what to do, and with a glimpse of a small phone on the ground she quickly got up and got it, with another spell the phone had pieced itself back together. She text Emma with just a few short words before she felt her body going back to the other side. With that she signed E and the phone dropped again shattered as it hit the floor. She knew with what she sent, Emma would come in a heartbeat. And what she was in for was nothing she had ever begun to imagine.~

     It had been now three days and I was sitting on my couch with blood covering my clothes and my lips stained with blood. I was holding a glass as I took a hand from a body I kept just enough alive to be my blood keg. I heard a car roll up outside as I quickly turned my head and squinted my eyes I vamped up and quickly stepped over dead bodies as they lay on my floor, blood stained walls and blood running from corners of the wood in my stairs. I heard the door fall and my eyes quickly lock with her…..my best friend…..Emma….how did she know …..it wasn’t like I cared but I wanted her to stay away I didn’t need my humanity back and I wasn’t about to start here. “Can I help you “ 

#ToBeContinued