Silver Shallows

"So, this is the real me."

(This chapter maybe a little shorter than most, sorry!)

Becca sat for days in end by her window. She had pushed her bed to it so she wouldn't have to stand. Every few minutes she would clench and un-clench her hands, it made her veins pop out a little.

She thirsted for the taste of blood, that's all she wanted, that's what she need. Being locked up only outraged her more. She grabbed ahold of her wrist. The marks were not as bad looking, but they were still very visible.

She wondered where Docter Ryans had went. She wondered if she would find him. Show him what he turned her into.

Maybe this whole god thing is real. Maybe he did make this happen on purpose. Maybe her being a vampire would somehow change history.

So she planned it out. To the last detail.

She would wait until someone vulnerable came in, she would attack them and then make a run for it. In her head it seemed like the best idea. She had been in here for almost two years now, and she needed to get out.

On one wall, she had started counting how long she was in there, but the rest of the walls had.. drawings on them. Not very pleasant drawings. They were mainly of Becca, killing a victim, being powerful, turning all these people. She was definitely out of her mind.

She hummed to herself, the same lullaby she sang to Micheal, it kept her calm in rough times. Like when she started to used the piece of metal she had to draw, to now cut in her skin. But the blood that came out of those wounds, was not blood. Not human blood, anyways.

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Becca was rocking back and fourth on her bed when the door slowly, she glanced up to see a female nurse. Hm, new blood.

"Um, Ju-just checking on you," She said, glancing down at the clipboard.

Becca looked up, slowly crawling off the bed and over to the girl, leaning close to her. "I haven't been outside in forever...I miss it.." She said, her slender fingers running over the girls cheek.

"I know, and, don't worry, you will be okay." She said with a shiver, looking wide eyed at her.

"No, I won't be okay," She said softly, her grip tightening around the girls shoulders. "I need.. blood."

The girl raised an eyebrow, stepping back a little. Becca held onto her tightly, pulling her back, her fangs showing before digging fangs into the girls neck. It felt so great, finally to have that taste of blood. Becca ripped at the skin, pulling a little off, and eating it. She continued to eat and suck at the blood that came out. The girl was silent, limp in Becca's arms. She had made a pretty large hole in the side of her neck.

Becca tossed the body to the ground. Her mouth covered in blood. She stepped out of the cell, taking a look around, noticing a nurse in the cell next to her. Her eyes widen but before she could move, Becca pressed her against the wall, digging her fangs into her neck. This was the rush she need, to finally be free. Becca had basically drained the girl dry before tossing her body to the ground.