#Chapter94
-Sick.
Arianna POV.
/"Lucas, can you get her dinner?/" dad asks my papa, I don't get what's up with them, I can go eat alone, but my dad is holding me close, trying to get me to get back to sleep, I wasn't sleepy anymore, I never want to sleep again, I never want to dream about him not ever again.
/"Here you go little bat,/" my papa says handing me a sippy cup of blood in it, my dinner, the thing I don't like drinking.
/"I'm not hungry/" I lie, I was hungry, I didn't have any lunch, and haven't had any blood in few days now, which isn't good.
