The Vampire Lord Wants My Blood

e. Mine didn't. The only thing that was on my mind as I stood on the

ss story. My parents had told me so since I was old enough to hold a textb

to understand the concept of fail

e of our family. He was the one they talked about at dinner parties. I was the one they introduced quickly then changed t

iend and his jerk friends. They capitalized on things like my anxiety, my tendency to stutter when nervous and my insecurity over my plain face. They made

future. This is what weakness looks like." They never asked if I was okay. They never saw the dark circle

parity in modern cities. I poured everything I had into it. I needed an A+. I was desperate for it and I prayed to whichever God would c

worse than shouting. "James got an A+ on his first paper. This is n

t sighed, turning back to the sink.

ealize that it was my hardest? When wil

sed to be. Nothing would ever change. I couldn't keep going like this. I walked out o

rian bridge. The air was cold, damp and smelled like smoke from vehicle exha

the bridge. I stood there for maybe 5 hours. It should be about 2 AM currently. Do my parents know I am not back home

ould I say? I'm sorry I wasn't as smart a

them

as a small act of rebellion but it was the most peace I had felt in

o this? Was it r

e

briefly blinding me. It didn't care to stop. No one cared. I didn't he

hts. There was a terrifying moment when I felt a brief spike of regret. I r

ike I fell from a skyscraper to the concrete ground. The

hen s

was dragging me down, the oxygen leav

I woke up

t was in a bed softer than

ife? Sucks. I was hoping for obli

brics that were blocking the light. The air sm

own at my hands. They were smaller, finer and the skin was perfectly smooth without the paper cuts I u

ll-length mirro

nize the perso

londe. Her eyes were green, large and wide with shock. Her b

was a pretty face despite the look of fear etched on it. This fac

s I? Who

y was someone else's. My mind was screaming in confusion. I opened my mou

ut stopped. The word fe

this was some twisted second chance. But I wasn't Sarah

at I knew must belong to the original owner of this

a H