“Avery Cole, you look good.”
“H-How did I get here?” I asked the red haired woman, who I assume was the doctor.
She is wearing a doctor’s coat, it’s not hard to guess.
“You tried to kill yourself but thank god, you are fine now.” she gave a warm smile and I frowned.
“It can’t be. I killed myself!” I shouted at her.
“Well, you were saved. It was actually a miracle. You died for minutes and then your heart started beating again. No one knows how did that happen.”
Okay, that woman is crazy!
“So, I died then I woke up?” I asked and she nodded.
I let out a laugh and looked back at her and saw the seriousness on her face.
Okay, maybe she is not lying. What the hell?
So, I woke up after I died?! what the…? That is non-sense!
“H-how did you even save me?” I shuttered.
“We didn’t do anything which is the weirdest thing ever. In a few minutes the poison was just gone. There was nothing in your blood.” she said and I frowned.
“You have to be crazy!”
“What?!” she gasped.
“I-I have to go.” I said removing all the needles from my body and ran past her and out of the door. I ran down the stairs but then something caught me back.
What is that smell?
I kept sniffing the air around me until my eyes landed on the room in front of me. I walked to that room. My hand grasping the handle. I opened the door and looked inside that room. No one was there, but the smell was so… weird. I closed the door and walked further into the room. My eyes landed on the red liquid hanging on the- wait!
Why am I staring at a blood bag?
I started walking towards it. My eyes never left the red liquid as I took it in my hands.
I don’t know why at that moment I felt like I want to rip the bag and drink all of it.
Ew! I’m getting crazy here.
The next thing I knew was the blood bag touching my lips. The liquid moved down my throat making me moan. I tightened my grip on it and drank more.
Dammit, that just tastes so good!
I felt my body getting stronger and stronger.
This is the best thing--What?! NO!
I pulled the half empty bag away from my mouth and threw it on the floor.
What the hell is wrong with me?!
I looked back at the blood pouring on the floor and I felt my throat ache again.
Why the hell do I want to drink blood?
I took a step back and ran my hands through my hair in frustration. I wiped my mouth quickly, looking away from the blood.
God, the smell is so hard
I took a step back, suddenly bumping into a hard chest. I quickly turned my body and looked at whoever this is. My eyes met a light brown beautiful eyes. They were sparkling in the dim room.
“W-who…I..I..” I shuttered.
I don’t know what to say. He saw everything! What does he think about me now? God, he must think I’m a freak!
“Did you drink it?” he asked.
His voice is demanding and strong yet kind of worried. His eyes are searching mine, looking for an answer but I just looked blank.
What am I suppose to say? I did drink it, didn’t I
I looked at the blood bag on the floor, and so did he.
“Fuck! Dammit!” he cursed under his breath.
What? Why is he cursing?
When I turned my head to look back at him, he was gone!
What the hell is going on?! He was just standing here right in front of me! where did he go? I saw him and I saw him before! Was he really here or am I seeing things?! God, what is happening to me?!