"I drank his blood." Fred was focusing very hard on her hands as if they had an answer. Some way to explain it. "I thought I needed it. Or that it made me better. I knew it wasn't good, anything you keep hidden from people usually isn't good." She looked up, but her focus now was on a monitor, just anything that meant she didn't have to look at him.
"I didn't even tell Jesse, and Jesse is okay with anything. Well, not anything, but he doesn't judge which is kind of funny for what he is." She might have given a soft sad laugh at that. "I didn't. Just wanted to keep it to myself because I knew he'd suggest I stop.
"I felt sexy, special, stronger, smarter. I felt like a brand new and improved me. Someone someone wanted. Didn't matter that no one did at the time, not exactly." She sighed. "Just kept doing it after now and then. He'd find me..." There was a pause.
"He'd always find me." She shook her head. "But, I didn't tell him 'no' until this last time. I couldn't do it. I just...I couldn't."