Anger

So I'm working a little bit on DNPG while I gather my thoughts and inspiration for the downhill slide of Cursed. I like DNPG, it's a baby that's been redone and revamped a couple of times. My favorite scenes to write are the angry scenes, and the scenes where someone is getting hurt or tortured. It's a nice venting piece. 

So one of the first two scenes I wrote was the scene where Hayden and his Mom get really angry at each other, and she's kicking him out because he went and became a Vampire, which isn't done in there "world". Vampires are highly looked down upon, they aren't even allowed in schools or whatnot. 

They are sort of looked at like parasites, which given, they kind of are. They drink other peoples blood. 

They we’re actually forcing me to leave, it was hard to believe. My own parents, or rather my own mother and Grandmother. They people who are suppose to love you conditionally, and protect you from the evils of the world were forcing me out of the house. I was unwanted, a failure in there eyes because I didn’t have the talent my brother had, and because I turned traitor the moment I let a vampire bite me. 

 

I wasn’t mad at my brother, I loved Carn. He was for all intents and purposes the other half of me, but in a less creepy sense of course. I’d still protect him at any cost, still die for him like he would for me.

I didn’t blame him, I knew without a doubt that if he could of changed the circumstances that’d befell me he would. If he could give me half his abilities, he would. 

I wasn’t mad at the vampire who bit me either, I’d asked for it, and I didn’t really think I regretted the decision. If I could go back in time, I wouldn’t of changed it. Everything happens for a reason, I had to believe that or it felt like everything else would crumble. There was going to be a light at the end of this tunnel, I’d find it as soon as I could get out of my mothers grasp and to freedom.

“You’re going to rip my shirt to shreds.” I complained loudly as I grabbed my mothers hands, frowning at the feel of the bones beneath her skin. They felt different then they looked, strong and thick, knuckles turning white with the force she was using. There was no signs that it should feel like bones where protruding from her finger. She might of spelled them, a sort of illusion to make us see what she needed us to see, but I wasn’t going to question it, it wasn’t my business and I didn’t really care. 

“You’re lucky that’s all I’m ripping to shreds, the fact you’d betray us by becoming one of them” She spat out as she threw me. I stumbled back-wards, my shoulder hitting the door frame and I tried to not wince in pain at the feel of shock that it sent down my spine, the throbbing it left in my shoulder.

Her fingers might be secretly bony, but my mom usual strength was there. 

“I couldn’t betray what I didn’t have.” I shot back, feeling the anger rise and trying to squelch it down. Still young, still learning, and I had been warned if I wasn’t careful I could loose control. I couldn’t hurt her, I couldn’t hurt anyone in this house, but they could hurt me and the last thing I needed was to give them an excuse to do so. 

“You always had a family.”

“I have Carn, and Dad.” I stated as I reached behind me and grabbed the handle to the door, giving it a vicious twist and wrenching it open. “But I’ve never had anyone else, because you couldn’t look past the fact I didn’t have powers like Carn. You’re nothing but a hateful old hag, and a close-minded piece of shit. I hate you.” I screamed out the last part, regretting it even as I said it and knowing I couldn’t take it back. My Mom stared at me, her mouth open and moving but no words coming out for once. I’d rendered her speechless. 

I ran out the door, slamming it behind me before she came out of the shock that my words had left me in. I let my back rest against it for a second as I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, and counted back-wards from 10 to try to calm myself down. I was seeing less red, and I could feel a small prick in my gums. My fangs had come out at some point during my anger and had retracted by into my gums. 

It didn’t hurt, not like when they had first come in. 

“Hayden!” A voice called quietly from beside me. I frowned and opened my right eye, being to my right to see Carn half hanging out my bedroom window, a box held tightly in his hands.

“… Carn…” I began, not sure what exactly I could say to my brother. I had to leave, I couldn’t stay at this house any longer and I couldn’t protect him anymore. He would have to learn to defend himself, and deal with his nightmares on his own. “I can’t stay…”

“I… figured.” He said as he sort of half shrugged and tried to extend the box out to me without falling out the window. I grabbed it, trying to steady shaking hands. “There might be a way to reverse this, and if I can…”

“It doesn’t matter, I can’t put up with Mom’s bullshit anymore.”

“Hayden…” 

“It’s fine Carn.” It wasn’t, not by a long-shot but I knew in the end it would be. I just had to have faith. “I’ll go to a friend, and see if they’ll me crash there for awhile, until I find something permanent.”

“You’re 16…”

“And already graduated school remember?”

“No you haven’t.”

“I’m a vampire.” I reminded him, he frowned and turned around real quick. My ears twitched as I picked up the sound he was hearing, heavy footsteps walking toward the bedroom. Mom had clearly gotten over her shock. 

I was gone by the time Carn turned back around,