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You don't believe in God, I don't believe in luck - Part One.
0 ReviewsGerard's done something terrible. He feels guilty. It doesn't help that he wants to fuck his brother too.
The sound of the sirens gradually faded and all that was heard was the pelting noise of raindrops smashing against the window. I guess this is what misery feels like... and guilt. I couldn't have buried her or something? Maybe I could have given her justice. But, I just left her there. Left her there to bleed to death.
Vampires aren't supposed to feel emotions such as this, are they? That's what it says in all the books, "Vampires can't feel emotions so as they can kill and feed." - Books don't always tell the truth, I guess.
Panic was the main thing on my mind. I would go through a routine; Calm myself down, tell myself everything was going to be okay, feel a wash of guilt and then a pang of panic. I went through the routine continuously but I couldn't cry, I had to save that untill I got back to the house.
Hopefully Mikey was asleep and I could just sneak downstairs without him seeing the blood that was hardening and layering over my velvety face and hands.
I made an immediate stop outside the house, so as I couldn't crash. I was driving too quick, trying to get away from the mess I'd made as fast as I could. At least I'll be safe now, I'll have to start running. But... what about Mikey? I can't just leave- No. No, I have to go. It's this or I'm going to prision.
Vampires aren't supposed to feel emotions such as this, are they? That's what it says in all the books, "Vampires can't feel emotions so as they can kill and feed." - Books don't always tell the truth, I guess.
Panic was the main thing on my mind. I would go through a routine; Calm myself down, tell myself everything was going to be okay, feel a wash of guilt and then a pang of panic. I went through the routine continuously but I couldn't cry, I had to save that untill I got back to the house.
Hopefully Mikey was asleep and I could just sneak downstairs without him seeing the blood that was hardening and layering over my velvety face and hands.
I made an immediate stop outside the house, so as I couldn't crash. I was driving too quick, trying to get away from the mess I'd made as fast as I could. At least I'll be safe now, I'll have to start running. But... what about Mikey? I can't just leave- No. No, I have to go. It's this or I'm going to prision.
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