"It was you! You killed all of those people! That was you! You said you were a victim!"
"No... no no no sweetie. I said I saw the people running. I said I saw them screaming. I never said I was a victim."
"You said you saw the murderer."
"No darling... I didn't."
His darling sounded slimy and cruel. That had been my favorite nickname he gave me after singing "oh my darlin'" in horrific tune when we first met. Now it just sounds like a sick, twisted joke.
"Get the fuck away from me."
"Oh baby, don't be so cold. I just want you to share yourself with me."
"No! You want to kill me! Like you killed those poor innocent people."
"Hey now, I'm the victim here. I am the one who has an uncontrollable, everlasting hunger. I wasn't born this way, I was forced. Kidnapped by strange men and experimented on. Until I was transformed into a beast... and a thirsty one at that. So please baby, stop fighting, and give me your blood."
He lunged at me and I stabbed him in the shoulder with the knife I was holding. He screamed out in a pitch that wasn't human. His wound started to bubble green and his skin started to morph into a scaly rough texture. It's like he was evolving, the monster inside of him was taking over.
I ran up the stairs into the bedroom where I closed and locked the door. I ran into the closet and sat down quietly.
"Oh my darlin... oh my darlin... oh my darlin y/n. You are gone but not forever. I will find you y/n." It sang to the tune of oh my darlin.
I curled my knees up to my chest and slowed my breathing. I heard the door handle jiggle and then a grunt of frustration.
The door cracked and a bang sounded.
"Doors don't stop me little one."
He broke the door?!
"Where are you?" He shrilled.
He threw open the closet door and I screamed. His arms reached for me and I saw that the knife was now embedded in his shoulder. He looked at it and pulled it out violently. He grinned at the shiny object and held it out to me in a hostile way.
"Get away from me! Get away! This is just a dream! This isn't real! I'll wake up and you'll be holding me, not telling me to die!" I screamed as I sat in the corner, shielding my face from the knife about to wound me.
"I want you to die! I need more! Give me more!" His eyes were blood red and his mouth was watering in anticipation of death.
"PLEASE!"
All I could feel was a hot slice through my torso. I screamed in pain and fell over. His pupils dilated inward as he saw the blood rush out of my abdomen.
"Goodbye...darlin."
I watched as he reached his head down and bit down around my torso, and even before I could scream. I was dead.

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Again, so so so sorry that this is so late! I wanted to make it good and there was so much that happened that I completely lost track of time!