Scarlet watched her phone as it buzzed around the floor. Kayla had been calling her for the past half an hour. She wasn’t ready to answer, she was in too much pain to speak. What exactly was she going to say to her best friend? She wasn’t sure that telling her that she thought she killed the old lady was a good idea. The noise outside had died down, Scarlet was sure that the police had already left and those who were left around the scene of the crime were the tenants themselves. Scarlet didn’t move from behind the bed, she was going to stay there for as long as she could. She didn’t want to come into contact with anyone who would set off the cravings again.
She thought of when Kayla had just turned into a vampire and how she almost killed her. She assumed that that was what she was going
