I am... - by Mj

He stood staring at me and I stared back, both of us barely blinking. His eyes were the color of darkness. His face, a shadow of itself. And his mouth, wide open in an evil mischievous grin. I can't tell what he's thinking. I can't even form a thought of my own.He stands as my reflection in the mirror, leaving me staring daggers at him. This isn't the first time I've seen him. He comes every night, spilling words into my ear with his deep, seductive and deceptive voice. Only this time around, his grin felt like a cold knife cutting against my skin. He takes a step closer and I'm scared to look back. The hairs on my skin rises like the army of the dead but I refuse to acknowledge the emotion threatening to overwhelm me. He can't do anything to me. He only feeds on my thoughts and emotions and so I need to stay calm. I squeezed the hilt of the small pocket knife I'd grabbed the moment I felt his presence earlier. After my first encounter with him, I'd vowed to kiIl him. It feels impossible as I always end up being the one whose bIood was drawn. He never threatened to kiIl me. He never attempted even. But somehow, I always end up in the hospital. "KiIl for me, my little one." He always repeated in my ear. Do I look like some sort of weapon? What was wrong with his hands? Does the sight of bIood make him nauseous or is he allergic to murderous weapons? I refuse to be his kiIling tool or whatever he wants me to be. I think my mom and sister thinks I'm crazy. A few days ago, they had barged into my room only to find me drenched in my bIood, my arm cut open severally with the tip of my pen. He'd done it to me before he left. I kept trying to tell them but they wouldn't listen. He was standing there that day with his signature grin, watching me try to get their attention focused on him but they wouldn't look. I don't even care if anyone wants to see him anymore. I'm going to kiIl him. If I have to kiIl anyone, it'll be him. Now, I can feel his breathe at the side of my neck as his voice warms my ear, "Miss me, little one?"To hell with him and all his oh-so-manly qualities. I will end him. "What you'll be ending are so many lives on my behalf. You'll give me the bIood that I so desire." He purrs by my ear and I try to keep my toes from curling and my eyes open. "You've taken my bIood. Isn't that enough?" I mutter with so much hatred laced in my voice."Oh, as much as I love the taste and scent of your..." He sniffs my neck making my spine tingle, and then he continues, "...bIood, I don't want yours.""Well, I want yours." I say, turning sharply with the hand holding the knife raised high as I strike, but my attack cuts through air. No one's there.His loud sardonic laugh fills my head and his next words makes me dizzy, "I guess I'll just take them myself. You made your first mistake, now the fun begins." His laugh echoes again followed by a loud shrill.My head immediately snaps to my door. No! Not my mom. Not my sister. Not them!My legs move in an instant, the pocket knife still held firmly in my right hand. The sight of the horrified looks on my mom and sister's face halts my sprint into the kitchen. The fear on their faces sends my insides tumbling. "Raine...please." I could hear the fear in my mother's voice as she calls my name, all because of him. She needs my help. They both do, but what can I do?My eyes glances at the knife still held in my folded hand. I could still do something. I promised I would kiIl him. I have to. And the next thing I know, my hands are swinging. Suddenly, there are two knives in both hands and they're cutting through flesh. Yes! I'm finally doing it! I'm fulfilling my promise! I-"Oh, are you?"My body instantly goes still. Wh-what?His mocking laugh echoes way louder than it had ever, and suddenly I feel like throwing up. I wasn't cutting through his flesh. I... I- oh... I'd just kiIled my family. I stood in my mother's kitchen, hers and my sister's blood spluttered all over. Especially on me.I release a small snort and then another and my laugh rolls out, sounding exactly like his. I am him.

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