before the night is through i wanna do bad things with you,
Sylvie Blake was not acting like herself. Everything was aggravating her to the point of wrathful outbursts and curse words she would never dream of using. After the pain in her stomach had gotten so bad that seemed to be reaching out tendrils all through her body she had dumped her phone, not caring that it landed on the bed once, bounced and skittered under the bed next to hers, and lurched off into the hallways. Frankly the hospital was a madhouse; doctors and nurses were flying this way and that and injured people were slumped against the walls or the floor, some bleeding profusely others seemed to be the victims of hit and runs, most were groaning in low voices, on the verge of passing out. Sylvie pushed her way through the crowds, looking for an exit or for something to fucking eat at the very least, dodging people or else telling them in no uncertain terms to move out of her way as she went.
Someone bumped into her coming out of one of the curtained areas and Sylvie shoved him away instinctively, her expression a mixture of disgust and anger. "Get your hands off me," she snapped roughly.
Shaking his head the man stammered an apology and then proceeded to pin her to the wall accidentally when a gurney went by housing a patient who was writhing and screaming bloody murder at the top of his lungs. Sylvie’s eyes focused in on the throbbing line in his throat just inches away from her, she began to salivate, swallowing down thickly as the man tried to move past her. Then it was all too much; the scent of sweat and fear and panic enveloped her senses and she grabbed him by the shoulders, lunging in as if to kiss him only to open her jaws at the last moment and plunger her teeth into the soft, warm flesh of his throat. Blood gushed over her tongue, the sweet flavour of human flesh covered her taste buds. Screaming in gurgled agony he lost his footing under the unexpected weight of the petite blonde jumping him and fell onto his back. Sobs broke through his screams, chaos erupted anew all around and he grabbed a fistful of her thick hair, pulling her head up and away from the mess that had been his throat moments ago. Snarling now, blood painting her chin and staining her teeth Sylvie grabbed his hand and wrenched it away, holding it in a tight little fist as she sank her teeth into his trachea, effectively cutting off his air supply and ending his struggle.
Wolfing down mouthfuls of bloody tissue she realised that she had just discovered the only way to sate that aching in her gut.
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Someone bumped into her coming out of one of the curtained areas and Sylvie shoved him away instinctively, her expression a mixture of disgust and anger. "Get your hands off me," she snapped roughly.
Shaking his head the man stammered an apology and then proceeded to pin her to the wall accidentally when a gurney went by housing a patient who was writhing and screaming bloody murder at the top of his lungs. Sylvie’s eyes focused in on the throbbing line in his throat just inches away from her, she began to salivate, swallowing down thickly as the man tried to move past her. Then it was all too much; the scent of sweat and fear and panic enveloped her senses and she grabbed him by the shoulders, lunging in as if to kiss him only to open her jaws at the last moment and plunger her teeth into the soft, warm flesh of his throat. Blood gushed over her tongue, the sweet flavour of human flesh covered her taste buds. Screaming in gurgled agony he lost his footing under the unexpected weight of the petite blonde jumping him and fell onto his back. Sobs broke through his screams, chaos erupted anew all around and he grabbed a fistful of her thick hair, pulling her head up and away from the mess that had been his throat moments ago. Snarling now, blood painting her chin and staining her teeth Sylvie grabbed his hand and wrenched it away, holding it in a tight little fist as she sank her teeth into his trachea, effectively cutting off his air supply and ending his struggle.
Wolfing down mouthfuls of bloody tissue she realised that she had just discovered the only way to sate that aching in her gut.