Slipping out of humanity by April McAuliffe (feel good novels txt) 📕

completed yet." "I don't believe you." I whispered again. I looked down at the little bracelet that they always put on you at the hospital. Melina B Forbes. I never really knew who that person was. Ive heard of her and met her many times but I never can say her and I really..connected. She sounded like a family member you hardly talk to and when you try to actually figure things about them you end up lost in your very own tracks. It was mostly pointless to try. "What did you do to me..how do you know about this transitioning?" I whispered again. Not because I had no choice but because I didn't want to have the world hear me ask a question that probably had a worthless answer. "I gave you something the first night you slept in the tomb..." I looked up at him and watched his eyes reflect from the sun light from the huge window in my room. "Its a bond they call it. A ,Rugaru, that's what I am seeks for a partner sometimes and when they find one that is still pure as human they do a transition or a transformation your kind may call it. I mixed my blood and your into my mouth and did that same to you. We are now one that can not ever be torn apart." I widen my eyes. "Your insane! Why would you do that?!" I leaned up from the three pillows I was laying on. Manuel, reached down and grabbed my hand and showed my palm. It was black in the middle with a red swirl circling it as though it was a disease. I quickly close it and swallow away my fear. "What have you done?" I said slowly and felt myself wanting to cry. "Please don't, Melina." I shivered beneath his grasp as he caressed my cheek. "I would like to be alone. Please." I trip over my own words and begin to hear the cry inside it. He smiled lightly and said "Ill pick you up tomorrow. The doctor said you need to stay over night to rest more." I smile and nod at him. "Thank you." I smile wider and watch him walk out the room. I let go of the smile and look down at my palm with the black smokey darkness in the middle slowly decaying my flesh. "Now what?" I whisper. Round 2

 

 

 

I stared at my hand for hours and hours as I laid there. Wide awake at one o clock in the morning whileall the other patients slept. The blackness looked as though it was slowly getting bigger. Was Manuel right? WasI going to become a Rugaru just like him? I shook my head of all these questions and looked out thewindow. Everything was dark outside. Pitch black. Just like my hand. "You need to get out, sweetheart."I closed my eyes and heard a soft whisper as though someone next to me just said it but very faintly. Iopened my eyes and of course seen no one. I sighed at the disappointment and looked down to see allthese IV needles in my skin. I slowly pull one out after the other and got off the bed. I still felt weak andheavy. My legs felt like jello and lankly. I shoked them to try to wake them up and limped over to thedoor. I peeked out and seen a group of nurses talking at the main desk just down the hall. I looked atthe emergency door  to my nearest left and back at the nurses. At the corner of my eye I seen a emergencylever you pull once someone thinks somethings wrong. I held my breath and broke the glass with fistand pulled it. Suddenly loud sirens exploded the silence along with the screams from other patientsand the nurses shock automatically. All the nurses went forward to the right while I went toward theleft. I sprinted through the cold air in my hospital gown. I pushed the big bulky doors open and beganrunning as fast as I could to the woods across the hospital to hide. "Forbes is missing!" I heard the sirensof the hospital echo to the outside. I backed up into the shadows a little more before they called the police togo on a random search for someone they're not even sure they'll find. The havoc across the street was my faultbut yet I felt completely innocent and shocked of the happening. 

Reversible Change

 

 

I watched the police partol all the streets around the place from close by until a car light flashed its light at me. "They've found me!" I thought and began running as fast as I could. The faster I ran the faster I wanted to faint. I come to a lonely street with a bus stop and watch the big blue city bus racing down the street. I placed my hand on the rail once the door was open and looked at the metal box next to the driver. "7.50 miss." He snorted. I dug into my pocket and found a 10 and slipped it to the slot. I ran to the back of the bus where it was the most darkest and sat in the far corner of the bus where no one could see me. "Looks like the police are busy tonight, Cheryl" I looked up a little and seen two little old laides speak through the hydrolic air whooshing sound from the continuousley from the opening and shutting doors. I put my head back down and stared at my night gown that used to be white and blue and smelt of old plastic but now looks completly black with grass stains on the sides. I hold my denium jacket closer to me but still no warmth supports me. I looked out the window once more and felt the bus coming to a stop. I figured it was just another spot to pick up people like me. Always trying to get to one place from the other without any trouble. Atleast thats what its supossed to be like.

 

 

The doors reaked open and everyone stopped and stared to watch a nice middle aged man come on the bus. He wore a blue police officer suit with a flashlight in a hand. I sunk into my seat and felt myself begin to panic. I cant go back. If they found me Manuel would come for me and make me become something probably far worse than him. I could feel it in my veins already. Whisperes began to erupt inside the bus through out the seats. He turned and began coming to the back of the bus and spotted me. I felt my insides want to decay. "Miss you have to come with me." He held out his hand gracefully. I shook my head and began to cry silently. "Im not here to hurt you. You can trust me." He reached for my hand and brought me to my feet to lead me to the car that had red and blue flashing lights outside.

 

 

"No!" I screamed half through the hallway and twisted his wrist until I heard a snap. He quickly brought out his gun and shot me directly into my shoulder. Everyone gasped and shrieked! I stood there and stared at it blankly. I watched it ooze out black tary gunk instead of thin red blood. More shrieking began to make my ears ache. I felt calm and suddenly cold inside. I wasnt afraid at all but why? My arm attatched its flesh back together as though youd see it on True Blood. I knew along with everyone else that wasnt normal yet I found myself smiling. "Demon!" Someone cried out. "Demon?" I repeated. "Ill show you demon." I felt rage inside and a sudden desire. I slowly stepped over the police officers body who was cradling his little hand like a hopeless baby and calmy walked out of the bus. Everyone was silent until I closed my eyes and imagined a bus on fire full of rotting flesh and decaying screams. I opened my eyes and my imagation came to life.

Alone and Clueless

 

 

Ive been walking for three hours now into the city and stop to look around to see flashing lights from streets, cars and buildings as one. I had no where to go.  I was soaking wet and very cold. I rubbed away the goosebumps from my skin and ran across the busy interstate miraculously and stopped in front of a small motel. You could tell it was still in business but you could also tell not many people went here. That sort of made scenes since there was a big fancy and cheap hotel right next door. The lights on the word Motel flickered as though it was going to go out any second and trash was flying in the wind in the drive way. I walked on the gravel toward the main entrance and peeked through the foggy window to see no one whats so ever but a turned on TV and a small fan that moved back and forth. I moved my sight toward where the TV was more and realized there was two other TVs that looked as though it was capturing the image of all the other rooms. "Cameras moron." I told myself and opened the door. I walked up to the front desk along with the two old rusted metal chairs in front of it and tapped on the little bell. It taken a while for someone to respond but as soon as I almost lost hope I saw a older man walk out of a shabby hidden room on the side of the office. "Yes?" He said