The Mutation - Book One

C H A P T E R - T E N

My cold heart was beating rapidly. The forever missed adrenaline coursed through my black veins. This poor sod needed it. He was drunk off his tits. I twirl the knife in my hand and back away, looking at my wonderful art. Blood spattered along the warehouse walls, the man's chest ripped open showing his still organs, his eyes coated his tears and utter fear. It was truly a beautiful sight.

The adrenaline, the drive, calmed down and now the sight was just revolting. I pivot on my heels and head for the door. The cops will find this man soon enough. I push the heavy warehouse doors open to come face to face with a worker. His joyus expression turns to terror as he sees the blood on my face. What a twit.

I leaned closer to his trembling face until it's inches apart. I crack a evil grin and I say ghostly, "Boo." He scatters before running away yelling vile things like "Monster" or "Murderer". They were all true but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.

"Is Dark getting soft now?" Mark muses in my head. "Nope" I reply with a low rumbling chuckle. I think it's time for me to apologize, to Anti. I wonder what he is even doing...

Anti's POV

For the 500th time, I watch.. toy.. story.. three. The ending always gets me. Sadness filled tears leak from my eye, black sludge from the other. I truly look like a homeless man. My hair is pointing in every direction whilst my clothes are in the wash. I hope Dark doesn't mind me, 'borrowing' his clothes.

I tear my eyes away from the glowing television screen to the turning door knob. Is it my pizza? I jump up and tug on the duvet covering my thin body. I sluggishly make my way to the door and unlock it. A handsome demon walks in and judgingly raises an eyebrow.

"Comfortable?" He asks in a teasing tone. I nod shyly and tightly hold the duvet. "Good, I don't want you in my bed. Not tonight." He said casually. My eyes widen at the 'not tonight', what does he mean by that?! I nod once again and back away to let him in.

"D-Dark.. do you mind me wearing your clothes?" He shakes his head and makes his way to his bedroom. "Also, what do you mean by 'not tonight'?" I ask, my voice quivering from fear and excitement.

"I mean, I know I can't resist that leprecon booty." He says with a wink. I feel rising heat in my cheeks and awkwardly look around the room. He leaves with a quiet click of his door's lock. I guess he doesn't want me in.. I jump back into my pillow made bed on the floor and start to stuff handfuls of popcorn in my mouth. Wall-E is a good, safe bet for the next movie.

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I was starting to fall asleep, my head slowly falling forward and my eyes drooping. I think it's time to go to bed. I get up and stretch my aching body out of drowsiness. Dark wouldn't mind if I went and slept with him? Na, he wouldn't.

I follow through on my plan and start lock picking his door lock. I twist the hair piece relently until a satisfying click can be heard. I turn the metallic door knob open as slowly and quietly as I can. I take a few steps into the room, letting my feet get used to the stained carpet. I see Dark sleeping soundly in his king sized bed. Boy he looks good right now.

"Your revolting." Jack sneered. "Shush.." I say quietly and crawl on the bed. I see Dark shift slightly from me moving closer to him, and the covers.

"Anti...?" Dark asks in a foggy voice, it kinda sounds like batman. "Yeah, may I sleep with you? I'm kinda scared of-"
"I told you I'm sleeping alone tonight. Leave." He rolls away from me, shrugging me off. "Please Dark. All I wanna do is-"
"Fucking leave Anti! Too far. Do I need to forcefully push you out of the apartment?" He threats. I swallow a lump in my throat as I reply. "No you don't, all I'm going to do is-"
"That's fucking it! Force it is!" He states as he throws the covers off of him and stands. He turns to me, massive bags under his eyes, and grabs my raw throat. He starts to guide me by my neck outside. He crushes my windpipe as he football throws me into the alleyway.

"D-Dark..? W-what are you d-d-doing?" I say as the winter wind bites my uncovered body. I tremble as I see Dark returning to the front door. No emotion in his black, soulless eyes. He throws me my clothes and slams the door, making me jump once again. What did I do? Was it really too far?

Tears sting my left eye as I shiver uncomfortably. I grab my jeans off of the wet cobblestone floor and shove them on quickly. I then grab my hoodie with mud smeared on it on my bare chest. I-I left everything else in there. I have no shoes or my beanie.

I can't stay here and freeze to death. I decide to make a move, to a pub or something. Something far away from that.. that monster.

A horrible empty feeling fills my gut. I just lost my only friend here. I wipe my eyes but it didn't stop the waterfalls of tears and black ooze.

As I walk down the dimly lit sidewalk, the horrid wind hit my body again. Making my stupid damp clothes chillier and less bearable. Why did he have to kick me out.. why?

Normal people start to stare at me in horror and sympathy. My arms are shaking uncontrollably, I have blisters on my bare feet, my eyes are in pain from crying so much, and my neck stings. What did I do?!

Am I that annoying? Am I just a small piece of trash? The forever growing feeling of uselessness and wastefulness creeps up my spine. I. Am. That. Hopeless?

I feel my dry throat itching for a liquid to down it. I look around my cold surroundings. Multiple stores are closed at this late hour but a pub's doors are wide open. Almost in a inviting manner. I start to make my way over to it and see multiple drunken bastards lazily paced around the pub. I sit on a wooden stool and rest my elbows on the stained counter.

"What'll be my creepy friend?" The tiresome bartender asks naggingly.
I don't know, what should I have?

{700+ View on this book. That's amazing! This is my most viewed book I've written, and I feel like it's the crappiest. Oh well, you can't chose 'em. So for that wonderful number, I have written this well waited for and long chapter. Drama is going on between our.. 'friendship' here. ;) And as always, Buh-Bye!}