I'd felt it coiled inside me since I was a young child. I'd heard its whispers all my life. I'd spent so long working to contain it, restrain it, to feign normalcy. It was all for naught.
Twenty nine years of my life behind me now. I stood on the roof overlooking the city. It was the eve of my thirtieth birthday. On a day that was supposed to be filled with happiness and celebration, I was filled with dread. Bile rose in the back of my throat, and oh, how my jaws ached.
The need to bite, tear, rend the hot flesh from someone, anyone, was almost beyond my control now. The whisper had become a keening shout.
Need.
Need.
Need.
I knew control was slipping away from me; no, the illusion of control was slipping away. Had I ever really believed I'd been in control? Maybe when I was a child and the thing inside me was only whispering once or twice before returning to its slumber. Maybe then...or maybe I was just good at lying to myself.
The city lights twinkled below me. My heart, its heart, pounded in my chest. The blood rushed through my ears as I stepped off the ledge.
I'd felt it coiled inside me since I was a young child. I'd heard its whispers all my life. I'd spent so long working to contain it, restrain it, to feign normalcy. It was all for naught.
Twenty nine years of my life behind me now. I stood on the roof overlooking the city. It was the eve of my thirtieth birthday. On a day that was supposed to be filled with happiness and celebration, I was filled with dread. Bile rose in the back of my throat, and oh, how my jaws ached.
The need to bite, tear, rend the hot flesh from someone, anyone, was almost beyond my control now. The whisper had become a keening shout.
Need.
Need.
Need.
I knew control was slipping away from me; no, the illusion of control was slipping away. Had I ever really believed I'd been in control? Maybe when I was a child and the thing inside me was only whispering once or twice before returning to its slumber. Maybe then...or maybe I was just good at lying to myself.
The city lights twinkled below me. My heart, its heart, pounded in my chest. The blood rushed through my ears as I stepped off the ledge.
Need