Sitting around the table at a pretty small fast food place, I discreetly sucked on my straw, to anyone else in would look like I was enjoying a normal drink; in fact I was drinking blood.
I sat between Jake and Riven, Jake had opted for a very rare steak.
Jesse had kindly arranged me the blood, which I had been craving, it was absolutely disgusting to me, but I could feel that I was losing control without it.
Jesse who sat opposite me glanced up from his plate, “How’s it going? Is it taking the edge off?”
I nodded, but scrunched up my nose in disgust, “It’s disgusting, but it tastes so good. Every time I think of what it is, I get pretty grossed out though,” I stuck my hand up for one of the waitresses and couldn’t help but notice the strange way that Jesse and Minnaloushe looked at me
