Jabi
The door opens again and he walks in with another bottle in his hand. I look at the table and the one he gave me last night is still there. I am being stubborn but I know that I need to actually drink the blood. I need all the strength I can get to get out of here. For once in my life, I want to prove to everyone that I am strong enough to fight my own battles and I have been thinking about it all night.
I just don't know how I am going to get out of here.
"Hi,'' he manages as he drops the bottle on the table, next to the other one. "I need you to drink the blood Jabi. I need blood from you, that is the only way this thing can be mutual,'' he adds.
I furrow my brows "I don't want to give you my blood," I tell him blatantly.
He cups his hand around my jaw and puts his face close to mine. "Listen,'' he sighs "I need you to make this easy for the both of us. You can't keep pushing me away when you have nowhere else to go.''
