David's P.O.V
While sitting on the window seal of my apartment, I watch as the snow steadily falls on the ground and the street lights are turned on due to the heavy fog in the night air. This snow is the lonely kind that makes me long for mortality. It means that another season has passed, yet I sit here alone and the fact that this pathetic little human has an impact on me is driving me crazy. I'm so used to being kept in the shadows, being cast aside and not wanting anything in my life. Now, I wanted something I knew I shouldn't want or have.
That night I had decided to bring her home after she had fallin' unconscious, yet the beast inside roared with frustration and anger. Now, It has only been a few days since that night, however the memories played vividly through my mind. Drinking her blood made me feel like I was being resuscitated back to life.She was a drug and I wanted a fix. A feeling of what seemed like hate washed over me as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared. As i looked out the into the distance, I imagine her body cuddled up in bed as the clouds give-way and the moonlight shines through the blinds of her room causing her silhouette to come forth.