Slipping out of humanity, April McAuliffe [free e books to read TXT] 📗

after I blew up a bus, I stole clothes from the Motel that were already torn to shreds and were covered in to some hopeless mans blood AND now I'm practically naked with you in your car with a see through,thin towel on!" I shook my head from a desire of day dream and said "Ive lost them." I shrugged and looked out the window. I quickly gotten annoyed with the headache I begun to have once I started to see everything flash before my eyes. Literally. I turn my focus back on to ,Manuel, and realized how serious he looks when he drives. It looks as though he is the only person that matters right now and no one else. I wouldn't be to surprised if he only wanted to help me for self pity.

 

 

"Thank you." I say still staring at him. He shakes his head at me. Don't apologize to me, Melina. Apologies are far more said as other words than they're true meaning." He squeezes harder onto the steering wheel and sighs. I bite my bottom lip with caution and look down at my feet. "Well believe it or not. I am." I say slowly and move my fingers randomly. "Whatever. This no longer matters." He began and than stopped to think for a few seconds. "I'm just saying!.." "You don't need to say anything, Melina. Lets just leave it at that." He turns a corner and pulls into a dark driveway. He goes out first and goes around the car to open my door and take his jacket off. He grabs my hand and leads me out and wraps the coat around me like a very generous gentleman. "Back to where it all started, huh?" He chuckled and laughed.

Don't underestimate things you don't understand

 

 

 

I sat on the ,Manuel's, bed as I watched him pull something from his closet. "Its not much but it'll have to do for now." He handed it to me to study.   It was nothing more but a simple white dress you would see someone wearingin the summer. "It was my moms. I hope it fits." He said with a blank face and went out side of his room to leave me to change. I slipped the fabric over my body and watched it fall to the ground. I sort of felt elegant but again hopeless and homeless. I slowly opened the door and walked out as though I was a shy little school girl on the first day of school feeling even uncomfortable underneath her own skin. "Nice." was all he said. I shrugged and went into the bedroom across the hall. The one he was wanting to give me before I ran off two nights ago. Right before I entered the room I heard him say "You need help you know. Your transformation's getting worse. I can see it." I turn around to see him on the big black sofa of his drinking a cup of scotch. "I'm perfectly fine." I lie and try to go into the room without getting caught again by my actions. I shut the door behind me and hear footsteps coming toward the door.

 

 

Without a simple knock he opened it in front of my face and scrunched his face full of frustration. "I mean it. You need to be protected from yourself. So do others." I look down solemnly and began to think about the poor homeless man I have take the life of. "Exactly." He said as though he was reading my mind. He gets up from the sofa and walks down the hallway where Im at and grabs my hand. "Come on." He directed me toward where it all started. The black tomb that made me feel like a bigger prisoner than I already was. He brought a chair down and chains along with it. He strapped me down as though a werewolf was ready to about burst out of me. "These hopefully will hold." He said while securing the lonely chain around my ankle. He lit a lantern and sat it next to me onthe ground. "Good luck." He said and nodded. He walked toward the bars to let himself out until I spoke through the short distant silence between us. "Wait...your leaving me here!?" I heard my voice echo through out the tomb but at the same time I thought I could hear nothing more but the sound of our heart beats pacing faster and faster. "Its better this way, Melina." I twitched through the bars and tried to free myself. "Please! I cant do this on my own!" I began to plea pathedicly and heaved in and out cries. He said nothing more and just shook his head and walked up stairs.

 

 

 

Hours began to pass by like a tumble weed in a desserted dessert. My insides soon began to tingle and twist. My stomache constantly made me moan in agony. My head pounding as though ,Henry, was once again banging it against a brick wall. I curled up my fingers and began to cry out for help as loud as I could. Im sure ,Manuel, could hear me perfectly but like every other thing on this Earth: He did nothing. I wanted to vomit and scream all at once. I twitched every five seconds and began to hear my bones crack on the inside. I screamed louder and louder! "HELP!" My cry got louder and louder. Wishing to be heard! "Please! Im sorry!" I began to repeat these words over and over again as though it had a purpose. I didnt know who I was apologizing to to be honest. Manuel? Henry? My deceased mother that continued to taunt me to do the right thing? My old broken self? God if there was ever one? I couldnt be so sure anymore. I felt my jaw wideing. It felt like my teeth were now to big for my mouth. I stretched my mouth open and began to taste blood. Razor sharp teeth expanding my jaw more. Constantly making it ache with pure intense. My eyes began to feel like they were on fire. I clenched them tight as I could and put my head down. I opened them up slowly and saw my hand. The blackness was covered on my entire arm. I look at my other arm and gasped. Both were pitch black. Before I could react more I felt like I was sufficating inside my own body. I could nolonger taste air nor even feel it. I was gone....

Monster

 

 

I hung my head low facing the floor with my eyes closed and only seeing darkness until I hear footsteps coming closer to me. "Melina?.." Everything was faint from me. It was all a blur. Nothing was real. "Melina?.." I open my eyes wide open with a shut mouth and turned my head over to where the sound was coming from. A dark figure glistened lightly through the darkness and stood as still as it could. "Yes?" I mumble and squint lazily. "Are you alright?" The voice began to grow. I knew that voice almost anywhere. Manuel. "Better than ever." I smile and close my eyes. I began to hear feet shift beneath the dirt and chains begun to rattle. "I brought you food..." The dark figure moved into the little room and knelt in front of my slowly decaying body. I stared down to see a plate of gray mush. "It'll help you get strong." Manuel said. I smile a little and look up to his face. I knew it was his because his green eyes stood out as though they were two little fire flies. I'm already stronger." I mumble some more and watch his gaze get full of concern. "Melina I don't understand." I smile and felt my jaws get wide.

 

 

My eyes begun to sink into my eye sockets. His face got different as well. It grew with fear and supremest. I lunged at his throat and heard the fast pace of his beating heart. I had my jaws dig into his flesh more until I tore out a huge amount of skin from his neck! Clashing him against the wall and ripping his limbs off one by one. His growl was strong and so was his strength but still it was against his own will. "This wasn't how it was supposed to happen!" A loud cry rung in my ears as I covered them with my hands. "Stop it!" I scream with blood dripping from my mouth and onto what remained of Manuel. "Meli-!" I cut the voice off by letting out a long screech as though you'd hear it from a annoyed and angered demon. I looked at the bars that imprisoned me for the last time and placed both hands them. I gritted my teeth as pull them apart as much as I could. With a smirk of gratitude I slipped out through as though a cat would. I dashed up toward the stairs and ran out the door toward the street.

Daddys little girl

 

 

 

I race down the street and feel myself heave up and down. My insides feel numb and my heart felt light. I looked around to see no one but a black strayed dog. You could tell that he was stranded. His ribs stuck out and every time he snarled at me his teeth were a dark yellow with chipped teeth on the side. I stepped back a few feet and began to examine the dog more. He and I had something in common. We were left behind. We are invisible now to the world. I sigh and watch the dog growl at me more. "I'm not going to hurt you." I whisper and take a