Look at them, all happy and lovey dovey. If only they knew that there little world is about to come crashing down. Harry Styles, Ariella Reece, watch your back because you have no idea what’s coming for you.
I paced around in my room, angry. Infuriated. This couldn't happen! Ariella the Human and Harry the Vampire! It's like The Little Mermaid but with VAMPIRES! I can't let this happen. I wouldn't let this happen.
"Mate, are you ok?" An unmistakable Irish accent asked from my door.
I turned, putting on an innocent facade.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just deep in thought." I mumbled, sitting on my bed.
Niall walked over to my side and sat down on the bed beside me. The concern for me was basically radiating off me, making me feel just a tad bit bad about my plans for Ariella and Harry since they were so close to Niall. I actually felt bad. Doubt came crashing down on me along with guilt. Realizing how much Niall actually cares for me and how sweet he is makes me realize how much of a terrible person I've been. I raped Ariella. Took her virginity. I felt disgusting. I began questioning weathing I really agreed with the way our society worked. Was it really fair? The way we treated the women in our world?
I shook my head, attempting to convince myself that it was right, that the humans were disgusting creature, but it didn't really work. I jumped, feeling a hand on my shoulder. I looked over at Niall, and sighed.
"Wanna talk about it?" He asked curiously.
I contemplated it in my head, but decided not to. What if Niall spilled my thoughts to Liam or Zayn? But, I can't imagine the adorable Irish boy betraying me. I shook my head, creating a lie in my head rather quickly.
"It's just.. I got attatched to this character in a book and stuff.." I trailed off, internally cringing at my lie.
"Oh." Niall mumbled, "Well, I gotta go, mate. Hope ya get over it." Niall said, patting me on the back before leaving.
I sighed, needing some rest to ease my mind. I layed down on my bed after stripping down to my boxers. I pulled the sheets over my body, quickly falling into a much needed sleep.
"Mummy, why are we hiding?" A little 7 year old me asked his mum.
Why am I having a flashback? Oh my, this was so long ago, I don't even remember this.
7-year-old me looked up to my mom as we both hid inside what looks like a closed.
"Shh, dear, be very quiet." My mom urged me, pressing a silent kiss to my forehead.
I could only see in the closet, nothing else. I heard loud footsteps, and sniffing noises like a dog. Things were shattering and I heard loud thumps outside the closed. Younger me was shaking in fear and confusion, and I was confused as well. I had a scratch on my cheek, and it was clean and straight, like what a dagger could do.
"Where are they?! The woman has what we need!" A loud, deep voice shouted.
It almost sounded like.. Liam. But it wasn't him. I would know Liam's voice anywhere. It was like an older Liam.
"I don't know, sir. We've scavanged this house. They must've sprayed themselves with something so we can't smell them." Another voice said.
"Keep looking! They couldn't have escaped." The first voice growled before I heard a pair of footsteps walk away.
"Johannah, c'mon out." The second voice sang, slow footsteps walking closer and closer to the closet my mum and younger me were hiding.
Suddenly, it swung open, and a male vampire appeared. My mum slapped a hand over my mouth to keep me from squealing.
"Please.." My mum whispered, "Take me, let my son go. I beg you."
Tears were forming in my mum's eyes as she said this. Younger me was too scared out of his mind to even do anything. He just stared at the vampire, straight at the fangs that were showing as he smiled at my mum.
"Listen here, Johannah," The vampire whispered, "I'll let you son go if you come with us. No contact with your son, but we still get to hunt him down. Alright?" The vampire hissed quietly.
My mum nodded, shakily standing up. She lead younger me to a window, helping me out of the house.
"Run. Run, far far away into the trees and never look back. Ok? I'll see you again one day. I promise." My mum whispered, nudging me foward.
Younger me nodded, taking a few steps to the forest behind my house. I started running, running as fast as my little legs would let me go. Younger me was almost at the forest when he heard the screech of my mum. Little me turned around, but a large, gloved hand covered my mouth and picked me up, carrying me to a van, and driving away in less then five seconds.
I gasped, shooting up right in my bed. I was shaking, covered in sweat and tears silently crawling down my cheeks. I touched my cheek, feeling the tears. I remember that day. The day I forced myself to forget. The humans aren't monsters. They are the survivors.
The monsters are inside us.
But.. no. What would Zayn and Liam think? They would probably banish me. But I.. I feel so guilty. The monster inside me consumed me, turning me into someone I wasn't. But I can't let Liam or Zayn find out. I had to keep the evil, scary mask on. I had to wear the monster. I didn't have to be the monster. I had to wear it and act it. I want to apologize to Ariella so much, but she'd think I'm kidding. I dug myself a hole too deep to climb out of. Maybe, just maybe, if I keep digging that hole, I can come out on the other side.
But for now, I'm the Louis that Ariella has known for so long.
But this might just kill me inside