Chapter Twenty
You might now find yourself worrying about Jonathan. Don’t worry about it, I understand. You’re human. And Jonathan’s human—or, was, anyway. I’m a vampire, which means that no matter what I do, you’ll never fully sympathize with me, will you? I’m The Other. The monster. I’m the one that causes pain in order to live. He’ll always look preferable next to that, won’t he?
It’s okay. I get it.
Did he die? Is he okay? Wasn’t that a really bitchy move for me, biting the man who had repeatedly saved me from being killed by vampire hunters? Well, fear not, gentle readers! Jonathan lives still! Or, at least, I didn’t kill him.
I stopped before his heart stopped, and I left him there on the bed, unconscious but breathing. To this day, I’ve only really killed one person – you guesse
