My Life In Hell Chapter 4: Kill my hunger.

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My Life In Hell Chapter 4: Kill my hunger.

I woke up and I could smell the blood. I saw a girl lying on the floor. Gerard sat next to her. His lips blood stained. "You have to feed from the source to completely change. If not you'll die." He looked at me with pleading eyes. He wanted me to. He couldn't lose me. I nodded and crawled out of bed. I picked up her arm. "Sorry..." I mumbled and bit hard into her flesh. Her blood was smooth and warm. I swallowed it in gulps. I couldn't stop myself. I felt power. Strength. Gerard placed a hand on my shoulder and swiftly threw me off. I became scared and pushed myself into a corner. The girl stood and walked out of the room as if nothing happened. "G-G-Gerard" He kneeled next to me. "I know It's hard to stop yourself, but you'll get the hang of it." He smiled and hugged me tight. I stood and wiped my face. "Come on." I motioned for him to follow and he grabbed my hand. We walked out of our room and down the hall to group. I took a seat next to the window and Gerard sat next to me. "Here." He slipped a ring on my finger. "In case we go outside." I smiled and nodded. "Okay today is April 10th 2011." You begin talking. I want to tell you that you look funny with your skirt and your blouse, but I keep quiet. “Today we are going to ask for everyone’s name.” You say. You point to a girl sitting across from you. Her hair is blond and her skin is pale. I see bald spots on her head. “Alice.” She whispers. “Hello Alice.” You smile and point to a young boy sitting next to you. “Nicklaus.” He whispers. “Hello Nicklaus.” You smile again and point to me. “Megan.” I say nice and loud for everyone. I say my name with confidence and you smile. “Hello Megan.” You now point at Gerard. “Gerard. Hello to you Mrs.Cathrine.” He smiles and you smile back. “Hello Gerard.” You say and smile at him. You flip through your clip board. “Now we will tell our stories. Starting with….Nicklaus.” She smiles and waits. “My mom past away a year ago. My dad drinks and when he drinks he becomes abusive. I became scared and cut myself. My friends became worried. They recommended me for this place and they came and took me away.” The smile on your face drops. “Oh Nicklaus I’m sorry to hear that. Alice will you please share?” You smile again. As if his story meant nothing to you. “I refuse to eat and I’m depressed.” She stops and refuses to say more. You nod and scribble down in your notes. “Megan please.” I stare out the window. “It was March 26th of this year. I was sitting in my room and my brother , Frank , Comes in my room crying. ‘What’s wrong Frankie?’ I say. ‘Mom and dad were killed in a car accident.’ Tears begin to form in my eyes. Anger and sadness filled my bones and I ran to my room. I grabbed my razor and did this” I roll up my sleeves and show them my arms. They gasp and listen intently. “Frank broke my door down. He cried and carried me to the car and took me to the doctor. He told me that he was getting me help and I yelled at him that he just wanted to get rid of me. I didn’t get to say goodbye before I came here, because I let my anger get the best of me. I left my brother without so much as a goodbye hug.” I lean back in my chair and stare out the window at the clouds. “Megan I had no idea.” You say and cough. “Gerard please will you share.” You sit on the edge of your seat. “Yes lets see. My brother, Mikey, Is a harmless child. He doesn’t bother anybody and I became worried. He’s a selective mute. All you hear him do is cry. He doesn’t speak. I haven’t heard his voice in 5 long years. I became so worried that I cut myself. I thought it would take my mind off of it, but no it didn’t. It just made things worse. My mom brought me here and dropped me off.” He stops. He stares. You scribble down your notes. “Dimissed” you choke on your words and leave the room with tears. “Come on Megan. I want to talk to you.” He grabbed my hand and we go to our room. He rushes in and locks the door. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He looks deep into my eyes. “It wasn’t important. Just a story in my hell.” I hug him close. “Megan I find it important, because I love you.” He pulls back and kisses me deeply. “I love you forever.” I smile and kiss him back.