Funny thing is, it still tastes like blood.
I mean it's not like it tastes like a smoothie or something really good it just
tastes the same as before really but like
nice.
I remember going on the internet a couple years after it happened just like doing some research
and that. I mean most of it's a load of rubbish, I didn't get fangs, I certainly didn't develop some
unearthly beauty, speaking of which thank god I can still look in the mirror otherwise
christ I wouldn't go outside the house at all let alone at night.
Chris always used to say I looked beautiful.
Tell you one thing they've got right though, so before all this like we used to get one
of them spaghetti bolognaises every weekend or so. Mama sometimes would get you know
some like garlic bread to go with it. I can't even walk past them around the shop without retching
I mean it's funny because like I don't know most food like I
can still eat it. I'm bad at what happened to me, it doesn't taste nice anymore that's all.
Saw Jen hanging out with Priya from downstairs again last night
bloody hypocrite. Jen always said she hated Priya because Priya called
her a man based in year nine when Jen forgot to shave her legs for sports day.
I do miss her though. She's finished school now anyway.
Saw her in town the other week wearing a debenhams uniform, posh cow.
I always thought i'd like to do something like that, don't know like doing like posh ladies
makeup or something. Chris always said I was way too smart for it. I was always like quite good at
math so he said I should like be an accountant or something, said they might be good money.
He always made me feel amazing said I was like proper stunning and I was his favorite girl and
all that. School and everything he just told me he knew exactly what I was going through
that he knew how it felt.
I was thought it was stupid before but I really thought we were like
soul mates you know.
All right i'll be $6.50
$6.50? Oh what I've only got a fiver.
Well you're gonna have to leave something then.
But my period has just come on, I need it all.
Fine but you owe me yeah?
Soft bastard.
I remember our mum used to go on at us all the time spending too long on the computer.
"You will have square eyes." I can just hear her now.
She was bloody right and all. My eyesight's shit. It's not like I can just pop down specsavers willy nilly.
Might be a good thing though.
Jesus
Anyway after my dad left I swear she thought every man was some sort of monster.
I didn't tell her about Chris at the time because I knew she wouldn't understand. Back
then you only had boys at school or your neighbors to bunk up with and that were it.
It's funny because I used to actually be quite glad I found Chris just staying around here.
She's popped off now anyway, cancer of the heart which was just her luck
after how badly she had it broken by my dad. I couldn't go hospital, couldn't go funeral
Bless her, she were alright our mum. She did her best anyway.
Wasn't her fault, she always made me promise I'd be careful.
We spoke about that night for ages. What were we gonna do, where we were gonna go.
I mean me and Chris like made plans before but he would always cancel at the last minute.
then he said something come up at home or like his car broken down or something
I always knew he was lying.
I thought about not going.
I mean I thought it was just going to be us.
I thought it was going to be special.
I remember thinking about how tall he was gonna be.
What his voice is gonna sound like.
He always said I looked beautiful.