Jessica's POV
I stared at Rebecca, and then at my fingers.
It had happened again. Claws had grown out of my fingertips, and I had used them to dig deep into Rebecca's flesh.
She stared at me in shock as she took her arm away from her neck and stared at the blood on it.
"I didn't mean to, Rebecca; I'm not sure what happened," I muttered as I took a few steps backward.
Rebecca stood up, her eyes pupils shaking in disbelief and anger.
"That's it, Jessica," She muttered before screaming the word, "I'm going to kill you!"
She bolted towards me, taking hold of my neck. She raised me as her grip tightened.
"Rebecca... Please... Stop," I said, my voice a little above a whisper as she strangled me.
But she didn't listen—she didn't stop.
That was when it hit me. A sweet smell that sen
