Nightshade and Bloodlust

I was on crunch time, the college student special, if you will.My report was due tomorrow. I just started the project this morning after waking up in a cold sweat, having remembered it and realizing I neglected to do it for four days.All this time, I was too busy getting Brandon’s business homework done instead of my own. He and I don’t share any similar classes, but sometimes he would ask me to help him because if he fell too far behind, he would be kicked off the football team. Seeing how he was the captain—I could see how that would sting.But now it was getting ridiculous.Bad enough, all of my courses for becoming a doctor are extensive and work-heavy. Now I need to pull a ten-page essay on “Why cocaine is so much worse than marijuana and their effects on the human body” out of my ass in less than ten hours. I’ve finished six pages by now, but that’s not ten, and I was running out of speaking points. So now I was researching and typing as fast as I could while listening to the l

"Argh!!! No! Let go!!! Sto-" the blood-curdling scream rang out before the frantic pleas of the woman I was just speaking to. the blizzard started to Howl, and it felt like I was suffocating. Then I heard his voice, he was laughing.Trey…Then I found the car all cleared off and running. I jumped into the driver's seat and quickly pulled out and got back to the highway. A few seconds later an ambulance went barreling down towards where we just left."No. No. No. I hate blizzards, how far is this resort? 10 minutes!?" I shot a look at the GPS. "Damn I want to be off this road already!""Calm down. what's going on?""That woman that screamed… I was just talking to her… I just left her, and she star

He had his bag, my bag, and Brandon's bag full of what looked like water, snacks, and jerky, if he had anything else I couldn't see it through the open zipper. He was offering a hand to me with a panicked look on his face. I shot one last glance at Brandon and took Trey's hand pulling the zipper closed as I threw the heavy bookbag onto my back properly, and bolted out of the door that leads to the cabins. We hit someone or something on the way through the door but didn't stop to care. Halfway through our "jog", I noticed the corner of something that kept hitting me in my lower back and it was starting to hurt. "Are the textbooks... Still in here?" I was getting tired and almost slipped four times now. "I was in a rush, give me a break." I smiled and tried my best to match his stride. It didn't work.

I felt uncomfortable in my own skin for some reason and when I opened my eyes... I wasn't at the resort anymore. My attention whipped around the room, I tried to stand up but couldn't, my arms and legs were bonded behind me. The realization of where I was… hit me like a truck and my blood ran ice cold.I remember this place... This was Drake’s apartment!My heart started beating a million miles per minute. I was about to relive the worst day no week of my life.Why? Why now?The door to the apartment slammed close and I knew exactly what was going to happen. I needed to get out, but I needed to be untied first. I took a deep breath and calmed down slightly, bracing myself for what was about to happen.

When that was done, I started checking under the couch and in between the couch cushions... only finding change and a phone charger... that's when it hit me."We have power, right? and gas?""Yeah?" He obnoxiously whispered while checking the cabinets. I then turned to the TV and muted it, turning the volume down to a low hum while it took its time to flash to life. Trey heard this and came walking over."Bored of looking around?" I rolled my eyes and navigated to the News Channel. He then nodded in understanding, and we watched as the broadcast filmed an empty chair and words panning across the bottom of the screen.Stay. Indoors. Stay. Safe. God. Bless...I sucked my teeth and rolled my eyes. I expected information on what was happening