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I run to the kitchen for a knife, or scissors, or something else to cut myself with. I’d love nothing more than for Felix to sink those sexy fangs into my throat or the inside of my thigh, but he’s too weak right now. If I hadn’t already made him pass out once, I’d consider sitting on his face and asking him to tear my skin open with his teeth, but that’s too risky right now.
This is the next best thing.
But as I run back to the bedroom with the knife, I stop in the doorway and look down at the sharp blade.
I’m fine with knives. Fine with blood. Hell, I’m fine with using knives on people to cause blood. But the thought of running this blade across my own skin…
My head spins and I reach a hand out to press against the wall so I don’t fall. I shake out of it, but as I look at the blade again, the thought of it going across my skin has the dizziness coming back tenfold. It falls from my hand, dropping to the hardwood floor with a clatter.
I press my back to the wall and slide down, wrapping my arms around myself as I think.
What am I going to do?
Felix needs to eat. I need to feed him.
He’s my responsibility now.
I want to take care of him, want to be the one to nurture him.
He needs blood.
And I’ll get him blood, one way or another.
I get to my feet, then hurry out the front door, noting the sun is already high in the sky at this point.
And thank whatever dark gods there are in this universe, because there’s someone running by the house right now. She’s young, not too pretty, but small enough.
I can totally take her.
I run at her full speed and tackle her, managing to get her into the same hold that I got Felix in just a few hours ago. She fights, but it’s easier to subdue her than it was Felix. Once she stops flopping around like a fish, I glance around to make sure no one saw that.
Probably should have thought about that before I did this.
Oops.
My heart is thundering in my chest and my mouth is dry, but I don’t see a single person anywhere, so I quickly get up, grab the girl by her ankles, and drag her into my house.
I absolutely do not like the idea of Felix putting his lips on another person, but if it’s life or death… I’ll have to deal with it.
I glance at the knife on the floor as I drag the woman’s body to the room, and all it does is make me sick.
I’ll have to get over that fear, because even having this girl in the same room as my Felix is making me angry.
I hope he drinks so much of her blood that it sucks her dry and she’s even uglier than she is now.
I try getting her onto the bed, but when it turns out too difficult, and the thought of her being in bed with Felix has me seeing red, I hurry to the dining room to get a chair and bring it back to the room, which I then sit her on, and tie her to. I gag her too because even though she’s still not awake, once I slice her arm open, she probably will be.
With the knife in hand, I hold her arm over Felix’s slightly opened mouth, and drag the blade across it with ease. I’m enraged that I couldn’t have just done that to myself, and it makes me want to jab this knife right through the girl’s eye.
She wakes up then, groaning. It takes only a moment for her to realize she’s tied to a chair and tries yanking away from me. Her eyes widen when she sees herself bleeding, but I hold her still to allow more blood to drip into Felix’s mouth.
She mumbles behind the gag and I’m grateful I thought of it. The last thing I want to do is listen to some puny human beg me to let them go. Sorry, not sorry, lady. Felix is more important than you.
She fights me harder, the chair beneath her rocking around. Is she going to break it?
Damn, she’s fighting me harder than Felix did!
Maybe it’s because he knew I was following him.
