"Fine then, I do want you to bite me and not because you have to"
If this will make him take my blood then so be it, the sooner he does the better and I leave… because the longer I stay the more I want his hands on me, both intimately and comfortably, I crave him badly, I felt void, lost and the only thing keeping me going was my pain… but it wasn't enough as having William by my side like glue.
I'm selfish, I know that, but my pain of what he did to me was far too great, when I uttered the words he said to me and when he finished it off. Those were HIS words, he said them to me, and he DID say them to me and claim he does not remember it.
He does not remember abandoning me… I almost laughed out like a crazy woman but I held it in… THIS is my pain.
"Well?" I kept my gaze on him, I noticed his eyes fell to my wrist he was holding and he gulped, I noticed his gaze darkening too.
