Demons without Desire

She needs help.

9 am..

Since that night, the urge didn't seem to disappear, my body was on full alert and ready to play constantly. Whenever I laid down, I could feel my body raring up waiting for a release. So I decided to change my diet, I had to be having something that was causing this.. Right?

So any types of aphrodisiacs were binned and I was on nothing but water and fresh produce. I then looked into the caffeine tablets I had taken to see if their was a chemical that induced too much hormone. But I came up empty handed, I still stopped taking them just in case. I looked online and found a condition, I know everyone knows not to look symptoms or problems up online but now I was desperate.. To the point I was now contemplating going to the doctors.

But the real problem came was when I was stood in the queue waiting to be served when my body decided it wanted to play.  I had to walk out...

With tears running down my face I got back to the car and let my body go. I kept quiet enough not to raise peoples suspicions around me on what I was doing but I ended up having to go home. How I drove home when I could barely move was beyond me..

Today I had to go to work and I was terrified it would happen in work. Thankfully Elle was with me and I could simply claim it to be women problems if I needed to get to the toilet fast. Pulling on my uniform I shook my head at the bruises that dotted my body.  I was so exhausted that clumsy was now part of daily life for me.  I walked back to the lounge and wiggled my finger across the mouse pad on my laptop and pressed play on the footage I had when something struck me. I sat forwards and rewound the tape before pressing play again, that's when I saw a painting on the wall of the house.

I knew it...

I had seen it before, but where?

Getting the search engine up I typed in what the painting depicted and searched for it. I sat back hard seeing the display results.

It couldn't... I- I would have know!

Emotions took hold and I grabbed my phone finding Zak's number I pressed call and held it to my ear.

Each ring brought a wave of energy.. It knew.. I had it!

By the time I reached voicemail I could barely breathe. "I- Oh god.. Oh god!" I cried slipping down the couch trying to hold the phone.

"Za- St-! God damn it! YES!" I panted as the phone fell out of my hand. I threw myself back into the couch and arched off the couch moaning loudly.

"De- FUCK!" I screamed. Feeling a woosh I looked down to find myself soaked. I picked up my phone to find the call disconnecting. Picking myself up I sobbed my way into the bathroom and cleaned myself before finding fresh work clothes. It was clear I was alone in this and had to deal with it myself.

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Zak POV

1pm..

I sighed looking at Aaron as we finished up and sent the finished episode off to the travel channel. "Another one in the can! Let's go eat bro.. I'm starving." He moaned rubbing his stomach.

I looked at my phone after receiving the voicemail. "You go ahead."

"No you're coming with us. Come on dude you haven't left the house and it isn't healthy. There's this diner just on the outskirts of the strip, it's amazing and I know you'll love it." He grinned.

"You aren't going to leave me alone are you?" I asked.

"Nope!"

I grunted and got myself ready, I couldn't stomach the idea of food when 4 hours ago I got a voicemail from Kaylee having it off with some dude. Clearly this was her last attempt at telling me to fuck off and boy did it work. I almost smashed up my phone and drove to her apartment to strangle the little scrawny rat's neck.