A Freak Among Freaks

The Struggle

When do you think it will all become clear

Because I'm being taken over by the fear

- The Fear by Lily Allen

Cold. Cold nothingness. Numb. Numb and freezing.

That's all I can feel, like I'm in a coma. In Alaska! Slowly, the numbing comes away from my mind, and I can think clearly. I can work out what has happened. And as bizarre as it sounds, I know what will. A vampire drank my blood. He didn't drink all of it. I must be turning into a....a..... Crap! I start to fight for my humanity. I am not becoming a monster, a thing like that! My heart is freezing, the ice creeping across my collarbone and down my spine, weaving through my ribs and piercing my heart. Frost begins to spread and flourish, finding every nook and cranny that contains any possible hint of compassion or empathy and erasing it. I start to feel what I can only describe in the situation as a bloodlust. It's like, like when you're so angry at someone, so disgusted with their behaviour that you just want to rip them apart, or push them off of a cliff. You want them to hurt. And that's what I want, only I can do that. I can actually hurt people, enough to reduce them to scraps of blood and piles of bones. Isn't that good? I can do whatever I want, kill whomever I wa-

"No...no...no...no...no...no...no!" I murmured desperately.

I was not killing anyone! For god's sake, I'm a pacifist. That is not me now, and that will not be me ever. Not for me, thank you! So I started fighting, pushing the infection back. I could feel part of my chilled heart warming up, just a bit, the ice was shying away from the left side of my heart. Hopefully, I could shake it off before I-

Slowly, but surely, my eyelids fluttered open.

Revealing bright crimson eyes.