~—••–•—••—–•—~ The puncture wound in my neck was deep, the poison seeping in my bloodstream. I was spluttering blood and holding my neck, spitting vulgarities at him. He only slouched on the doorway, smirking. He thought I would praise him in the end. Screw that. "Brother, calm down. You will thank me later." "Fuck that! You killed Skyla! You killed her!" The fuck he did! I was squirming as I drowned in my own blood, coughing and spitting, adjusting to my new self. Screw that, it was excruciating, the pain that seeped in. "Brother, she was scum. Euphoria will be a better choice." "You said you loved her!" "Father changed me. Be grateful I gave Euphoria to you. Skyla was only an obstacle to our-" Well fuck that. I feel powerful now. I grabbed him by the neck, crushing his windpipe as he hissed. His fingernails scratched my skin, drawing even more blood. Pathetic, and he was changed weeks ago. I snapped his neck instantly, not giving a damn if I just killed my own brother. He dropped to the floor, not moving. There was clapping in the background and my father appeared, his hands entwined as he smiled. "Fedele! How is Angelo?" "He's on the floor." He was referring to my brother, who was dissolving into nothing. "Ah, yes. How are you Fedele?" "Fuckin' wonderful." "No need for swearing, son." "Fuck that, you screwed up my life." "once you're with Euphoria, your life will be perfect." I flinched at him saying Euphoria. Did he expect me to marry that piece of shit? ---- Short update lulz.