Cold Blooded

The living dead can be complicated. For some people.
Nineteen year old Jane was on her death bed when a mysterious figure came and bit her and has never been seen since.
Finding him would be hard. Even harder not trying to kill every one on the way.
Trying to find a person that she has never seen before. Its impossible. Well........ Not for her.


4. Hope

"How could you do this you selfish, selfish girl.I want you out of here now! Head south." She moaned to me.


"You heard me. Head south, thats where you will find him."

I gasped then hugged her. She cringed but i could understand why. I had just caused a huge nightmare in her paradise.I backed away trying not to grin.

"Ahhhhhhh, thank you eeeeeeeeepp!" 

I didn't say anymore and ran off south to prepair for what could be the greatest day of my life or the worst day of my life.

I ran and didn't stop until it got dark. i thought i should rest. I slid my arms into my dress and tucked my legs in until i was nothing but a dirty white ball type thing. A cold breeze shivered down my spine. I tried to curl up in an even smaller ball but it just did n't work. So i tried to stay comfortable in the space that i have. But fears were eating away at my soal. I' m a bloodsucking killer. There is nothing i can do about that.Or is there?

No i can't. I'll try and find him tomorrow and sort this whole mess out. He can help me recover from what HE did to me he owes me one. I'll find him and he'll be sorry.


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