A Bloody One-Shot

Why Thank You

It was amazing the first time we killed.
We were finally in control.
We could finaly take back what was rightfully ours.
Pride.
Blood.
Blood, gallons of the stuff!
All that you could drink!

And that we did. At first, we were sick, our bodies rejecting the warm liquid...but in time it was as if we couldn't live without it. It was second nature, we NEEDED it.
Frank was the first one to actually BITE someone, it was as if he was a feral animal. It was like he wasn't human anymore, and all he wanted was blood.

It made me question the existance of vampires. Are we slowly becoming creatures of the night? It's werid, because I am becoming sun burnt very easily...but that can be explained right? I hardly went outside as it was, so maybe...

And Mikey, his mood has been changing rapidly, and his emotions are unsteady. Little things set him off and he won't talk to anyone but Frank and me.

Are we going to be okay?

I'm getting hungry...
Or thirsty, rather...

Heaven HELP us.
♠ ♠ ♠
YOLO.