"A murderer, a killer, words describing someone who'd killed. All words describing someone who would be brought to justice." I drew a deep breath and continued. "At first, I would've never thought of myself as one. That was, until the accident. Until it happened. Until he was gone. Until I felt like I lost a part of me. When he left, he took a piece of my soul with him. It was an accident. He was trying to help me. He was trying to help me and I gifted him with death." I breathed in a shaky breath, one I didn't need, but took to make me feel human. "He didn't deserve it. I wish I'd died that night. I can't do anything about it. I'm stuck living with it forever. I wish I could sleep. I wish I'd go through the living hell of dreaming of him every night. I wish I could starve myself until I puked. I wish I could drink until I can't remember anything. I wish I could cry. But I can't. But here I am, unable to do anything about it." I let out a dry sob. "I'm a murderer."
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My Escape / 𝐜. 𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧
FanfictionJacob Black always loved his adopted sister, it didn't matter that she wasn't a direct Black, she still wore the name. It didn't even matter to him when she was changed into a vampire. It did however, when it came to Billy Black. Lilith Grace Black...
