"Please, as long as they are not me, I will smack them with my fangs!"
I had to stare at him for that comment. Bram is my best friend, but there are moments where I wonder what the hell goes on in his head. I wonder if he loses any blood in his brain whenever he does not drink for a while.
"I think you were in the shower too long because the cold water froze your brain cells. How the fuck do you smack someone with fangs?"
"Good point," then he pointed at my arms, "How are your cuts doing?"
I looked at my arms and saw that it is not as bad as it was before. All of the cuts scabbed over but I could tell that they will scar. I looked near them and saw that some of my older scars have not faded at all.
"A lot better! It is a good thing that I heal fast. I don't need to wear bandages anymore!" I said while fake smiling at him.
"Just don't overdo yourself. I'll help you put on your school shirt anyway."
