Have you ever felt like you are trapped?
Like you are not free?
Everything you do is absolute and like you were being controlled?
Have you ever felt like you wanna die but just can't? No, rather, not allowed?
Like, everything you do is monitored?
Like it's all a show and you are just an actor?
"I can help you..."
"Shut up, I don't need your help, you bloodsucking monster." I spat before walking away leaving him in that dark alley.
But who am I to decide when or when I can get away from him? I almost forgot that I am dealing with a vampire, what an annoying creature.
With a 'swoosh' of the wind, he's now in front of me and holding my shoulders making sure I can't escape.
"You can't face them head-on," he warned.
I smirked. Is this vampire worried about his reserved meal? Oh, how sweet. So sweet that I want to punch him in the face.
Why does he have to stop me? Is he my father? If yes, I would gladly do everything he asked me to. Unfortunately, or fortunately, he is not. He is just the annoying creature that preys on me.
Damned predator.
"Dear," I called before slapping his hands away from me. "Who said I'm gonna do that?" I asked.
"I am not going to attack their base and do some shits," I looked straight into his eyes. "I'm gonna play the part I am given. And slowly destroy their lovely play. Let's see who gonna win... would it be them?" I smiled meaningfully. "Or would it be me?"