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I take a couple of aspirins and go to the bathroom. Taking a deep breath and looking in the mirror, my eyes are swollen and red from crying, and my nose is bleeding. I have bruises from when Dean stuffed the sock in my mouth. My neck looks black and blue; I don’t recall him touching my neck. I have bruises on my arms and my breast, and there are little pools of blood from where he bit me. I have bruises between my thighs, and I’m still bleeding.

It isn’t hunger though, it’s like the feeling you get before a fight like a burst of adrenaline. I brush it off and continue to talk to my mother, but this nagging feeling keeps tickling the back of my mind and when it hits me I know something is wrong with Bree. I start to panic and go to open a portal when I stumble slightly to the side and the sharpest pain goes through my jaw, I can taste blood in my mouth. I straighten myself and again go to open a portal when I am forced to my knees, someone is clearly bashing the shit out of Bree, and the pain that’s ricocheting throughout my face is bearable but I can't say the same for Bree.

Tes tes Blood The droplets were felt to flow down her temples, then fell on the asphalt. She's hurt! And then panic overtook her so she could do nothing but stay bent on the asphalt and feel something strange jerk her arm. Her heart rumbled. She was afraid of being in this chaotic situation! She then blinked again, and found herself still in her dark room. It was just a dream, Hazel thought, relieved. The events of the past two months have often appeared in the form of terrible nightmares. But thank God it wasn't real, she only dreamed of seeing blood dripping— The blood was real... She immediately widened her eyes wary and tried to scream when she found someone dripping blood all over her f

Lying there, curled up on floor, I waited until the pain was replaced with a dull ache before attempting to open my eyes again, managing a small crack but it was to blurry to see. Slowly, I bring a shaking hand up to the edge of my hairline, gingerly touching the spot where my head and table connected. I could feel hot and sticky moisture on my fingertips. Well isn't that just freakin' great! I'm bleeding, the smell of copper and iron now invades my nostrils, making my stomach churn.

Or give me room and I'll do it! I took a deep breath and shook my head from side to side. I twisted my mouth but started to see that blood was starting to trickle out of Hope's eyes, mouth, nose and ears. I lowered my head and licked very close to the black mark and began to suck and almost immediately, the smell of her arousal made itself present.

The food stays down. It's like the whole world is conspiring against me. The hours pass in a blur. I sleep and wake up and the plate is gone. I drink tap water because my mouth is dry, then I go back to sleep. I have lost complete track of time. I don't care what day or time it is, anyways. I dream of chaotic events. Walking down the aisle with my dead father by my side. All the spectators are covered in blood and staring at me with wide eyes. Mother and Lia in the front pew. Enzo standing by the priest with a revolver in his hand. He fires at me and I jump up. I'm covered in sweat and breathing hard. It was a terrible dream and it left a sour taste in my mouth.

It was a beautiful feeling being wrapped in his arms, and when I dreamt, it was a haunting nightmare instead of a beautiful dream. I was somewhere dark, and all around me, warm liquid was squirting out of everywhere. I closed my eyes trying to shield them from the liquid and it wasn’t until I opened them that I realized I was bathed in blood. My fingers, dress, hair and face were dripping with blood. My lips parted but no sound came out of them. Where had all the blood come from? From where? And then all of a sudden, I saw bodies hanging from an invisible rope, dripping with blood.

“Miss! Stay put, we’re here.” Huh? What is happening right now? I wanted to ask but I can’t hear my voice nor open my mouth to speak. I notice something is gushing down to my thighs that made me look at it and my eyes widen to what I saw… Blood. There’s blood everywhere, I want to wake up from this… I don’t want to loose someone I cherish and love but my body is weak that later my eyes grew more tired as well as my body and everything began disappear and my whole world turn onto black.

There is so much blood, so much and it’s rising and rising. Mother gets on all fours crawling towards me, ready to devour me whole, “No! No!” I scream trying to move back, but there’s too much blood I slip, I can’t move. I watch in horror as my mother’s mouth opens wide revealing rows and rows of teeth, each fang dripping with blood, I close my eyes, ready for the inevitable.

“That’s what happened.” His jaw tightens, but he doesn’t say anything. "One day you're gonna be the reason I die," I mutter, my voice barely a whisper as I shut my eyes and try to slow down my breathing. My lungs burn, my head spins, and I feel like I’m hanging on by a thread. Jake’s voice cuts through the haze. "She’s bleeding." I blink my eyes open just in time to see his thumb swipe at the corner of my mouth. There’s blood on it. His face twists with fear, like the sight of it is physically hurting him.