Mistakenly Departed (Bite Me #1)

1. Prologue

Prologue

Aiden

I ’ve always been a little… well, disturbed. Maybe that’s putting it lightly. When others see something dark and twisted, I see something morbidly beautiful. Most don’t understand me, and that’s fine. I don’t need anyone to understand me or try to justify my reasoning. I am who I am.

That’s the way I’ve always been ever since I was younger, but what can I say. Some people look on the bright side while I tend to look on the dark side of things. I don’t go through this world with rose tinted glasses. I would like to fool myself into believing I’m a realist, but that’s not true. I’m more of a pessimistic anti-social bat that only wears black because they haven’t made anything darker yet.

I don’t like being around people most of the time. Casual conversation makes my skin crawl. I enjoy my own company, because I haven’t found anyone remotely able to calm the restlessness inside me. I find them tedious at the best of times, and annoying at the worst.

Everyone always has some type of great wisdom to bestow upon me like, you’d be cuter if you smiled more. Mind your own fucking business, Susan! Or maybe you should wear something more colorful. You look like you’re attending a funeral. Yeah, yours. Or my personal favorite, did you really just say that? Something’s seriously wrong with you.

Yeah, something may be a bit wrong with me, but I digress. I mean, all I asked was what they thought arsenic tasted like. It’s not my fault that they took it so personal, like I was going to cram it down their throat. It truly is exhausting being around people.

Clearly, I also have a very macabre sense of humor that most people don’t understand, and I’m absolutely here for the shock factor. It’s not my fault that everyone’s so sensitive nowadays. I’m sure a therapist would probably have a field day with me.

However, today is Halloween and it’s going to be epic, or at least that’s what I’m hoping anyways. I can feel it in my bones. It’s going to be a night to remember.