Edward Hyde's POV

I'm hated, I'm scary, I'm spat at, I'm misjudged, I'm a murder, I'm insane but, I didn't choose to be. I'm an evil ego of a so-called kind of man named Dr. Jekyll. He created me and wants to put me away! No one cares for me, no one is concerned for my own safety! I'm just naturally bad. That's how it is. You know, they tried to draw me once and I must say, they believe anything they hear. This image of someone who looks entirely me different from me it's been labeled with my name! I feel disgusted by this. This drawing of me is 80 year old looking man with little to no hair, white eyes, dark circles all around his eyes. Like really. I'm just appalled at this so I tore it down and threw it away and I started to walk to Jekylls l but on the way accidentally knock down a can to the ground and someone must have suspected I was there because they tried to run away. I quickly turned to see who it was but when I got the chance to see them there was a loud thump. The fool has fallen to the ground. I got a chance get a better look at them and realized that it was a young woman who looks like to be in her early 20s. I walk closer to her and I hear her faintly say my name before passing out. She has long brown hair and slightly tanned skin. I stood there looking at her trying to figure out what to do with her. I mean I can't kill her. That's too much of a mess right now. I can't leave her like this or she might as well die.... "Fiiiiinnnneee" I groan. I pick her up and take her to Jekylls. It's not exactly kidnapping right? I mean I don't want to deal with a corpse. I get inside and place her on the sofa near the fire. Don't think that I'm being kind to her! It's just necessary for her to live. My time is almost up so I write Jekyll a letter why there is a girl in his house. I finish writing and start to fade away as everything goes black.