Cough Syrup part 6

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Cough Syrup part 6

When I woke up, it was pitch dark outside. Mikey was sitting by the foot of my bed sleeping, his back pressed against the wall. Frank was sitting next to the door, nose buried in a comic book.
"Well, good morning sleeping beauty." He muttered with his signature smirk as he got up to help me sit up. "Don't move too much. You hit your head pretty hard."
I smiled and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. "How long have I been out?" I asked quietly.
"About three days." He said kindly. Suddenly I started having a coughing fit, like I couldn't breathe properly. "What's wrong, you okay?"
I nodded, tears in my eyes. "I'm fine. My immune system's shot to shit, so I've probably just got another bug or something. I'll be fine."
He looked skeptical, but he didn't have time to say anything because Mieky woke up a few moments later. "Thank God you're okay. don't ever scare me, got it." I nodded, coughing into his shoulder a bit.
"What's wrong? You sick?" He asked, a nervouse edge to his voice.
I shook my head.. "No, I'm fine. I get some kind of bug at least once a month, I'm fine." Mikey pressed his hand against my forehead.
"No you're not. You're really sick."
For the next week or so, I was stuck in my room, sweatin buckets but feeling ice cold. I kept coughing and threw up vevery now and then, and i hated it. I wanted to be back out with the guys, not bedridden and useless.
Faiding in and out of sleep one day, I heard Gerard and Mikey talking quietly from my door.
"How long has it been since she hunted?"
"I don't know, about a week or so."
"Maybe that's why she's so sick. She's having withdrawls or something. Remember when that happened to me a few years ago? Right after I stopped drinking I stopped hunting too and I got really sick like this."
"Oh yeah, I remember that. Should we take her to the woods or something?"
There was a pause. Gerard was clearly thinking. "You and Frankie should go. The little bastard's short, but he's strong. He'll know how to handle her better than I would. He's been hunting with her before."
A few hours later, I was home. I felt free, untamed, feral, as if I was an animal unleashed from its cage. Even though I had Mikey and Frankon my heels everywhere I went, it was like I was completley alone. Nothing else mattered except for the kill, the blood, the sloshy, almost drunk feeling it gave me when I was full.
Of course, me being me, I had to take it too far.
I wa high up in a tree, about forty or fifty feet off the ground We'd been out for a few hours now, and I was just operating on instinct at that point. Logic, reason, any kind of human emotion had taken a back seat. If it distracted me from the kill, it didn't matter. I felt like I had the first week after I became a vampire. My throat was burning no matter how much blood I pumped into my body. The one thing I'd been avoiding all day, though, the one thing I'd been trying to supress was the way Mikey smelled. His blood was scented so strongly, even with the smell of venom muting it, that I could barely keep my fangs away from him. I'd forced him to stay at the base of the trees so I wouldn't try and drain him completley, but it wasn't helping.
Finally, after four hours of resistance, the wind blew just the right way, and nothing else mattered. I just had to taste what I was smelling, fill myself up with his sweet blood. My body moved of its own accord, my thoughts jsut centered on getting to him fast enough, finishing him off. I heard a terrifying, guttural noise slip from my lips: an animal growl mixed with an inhuman scream. He tried to move, but I was too fast. I landed on top of his ribs and heard a crack, followed by a cry of pain. I moved a bit, raked my sharp fingernails across his chest, drawing the sweet red liquid. I lapped it up immidiatley.
My bliss was cut too short, as Frank grabbed my arms and pulled me off of Mikey. "What the hell?!?" He screamed as rain started to pour down on us. I hissed, unable to make any sound that somewhat resembled human speech. I was too far gone. "Stop fucking around, Hayley! You almost killed him! C'mon, we're done here. We're going back to HQ."
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I know, I know. It sucks. Sorry, I wrote this in like an hour and I just wanted to get something up for you guys... well, the like 4 of you that actually read my shit.