Charlotte
My head was spinning in bewilderment, I saw nothing except for red in front of me, it was as if the whole world had changed it’s color. I struggled against my self—the thirst but there was no avail. I just wanted the bitter taste of blood going down my throat. My insides were clawing with fear as I pressed my head against the glass window of the car. It was dark outside, silent and empty. We were passing through a highway that was leading back Willowdale.
I closed my eyes, fisted my palms and bit my lips while all trying to control it. I tried to push aside the hunger, my emotions, and feelings but nothing was working out. I couldn’t think, speak or even move.
“Charlotte,” His elegant, soft voice made it’s way to my ear and I groaned before looking at him. His eyes were fixe
