Chapter TwoHer name was Poppy, and in her white dress and white shawl and with her blonde hair clipped short she looked like nothing less than an angel, come to deliver me from the sheer b****y madness that my life had become over the last twenty-four hours.
“Not another mouth to feed?” said one of the other girls, a girl with long, curly red hair.
“We can't just leave the sweet thing here,” said Poppy. “She's one of us and if I'm not much mistaken, she's only been turned a day or two. If we leave her here she'll be dead by this time tomorrow, I promise you. Remember what condition you were in when I first found you, Little Red?” Little Red, the girl with the long curly red hair was Little Red, although to look at the amount cleavage poking out of the top of her dress, 'little' didn't se
