Summary: "The less you know about me, the better everything will turn out."I told him.
"But, there's something different about you! What is it!"He asked, his eyes pleading.
I held up my hands, pain in my mouth.
I spun around and dashed back inside, my fangs slid over my teeth and bottom lip. I felt thirsty, I needed blood. I slid down the wall and groaned. I was so weak. I was so hungry. I closed my eyes and groaned in hunger again. I needed to feed.