When The Casanova Meets His Match: Zak Bagans

He Bit Me (6)

"What do you need help with?" I walked to the woman. She looked to be my age, but thinner, as though she hadn't eaten.

"Who are you? Are you with him?" She cringed when she said him.

"Zachery?"

"Yes. He is dangerous."

"How?"

"Aren't you Jessica Taylor?"

"Yes."

"Jessica! It's me, Leah."

"Leah? Leah Dawson? It is you! Are you alright?"

"Oh Jessica, I'm fine, today." She sighed.

"Today?"

"Zachery is a dangerous creature. You need to escape while you can."

"What do you mean Leah?!" I asked frustrated.

"He bit me!" She turned her head to reveal two teeth marks in her neck.

"He didn't do this? Did he?"

"Oh yes," she nodded "He most certainly did."

"Oh god." I put my hand on my chest. My breathing had become heavy.

"How long have you been here?" I asked.

"6 months." She looked at me.

"You look hungry."

"I am."

"I shall return this night, with food and water." I smiled.

"Thank you." I closed the door and went to meet Zachery.