"So what do we do now" I ask George as I try to break the awkward silence filling the room. "I don't really know to be honest. We're both the same, we don't know who to trust except one another." "Hm" I replied thinking what we could do after what happened. "I guess we should clean up the mess, where do we put the body though?" I asked "We should bury him in the backyard and put a mark on the patch of land where we put him" George said. " I guess we should start digging then" I stood from the bed and went in front him as he sits there staring at the floor blankly. I kneel down touching his chin lifting it up to look at me. "George I'm here. You can trust me, afterall we are the same, there's no point in moping around. You did what he aksed, you put him out of his misery. Now let's go before anyone finds his body"
After I spoke shock flowed in my body as he pulled me close and hugged me and whispered "I'm sorry." I just patted his head and faced him and smiled "It's alright" I then kissed his head as though he was a child who needed a mother's comfort. George faced me the touched my face and took a look at my neck to see if his bite on meck has healed. "Stay still, trust me" he then came closer and licked the bitten part of my neck then said "It's fully healed now" I just looked at him with wide eyes and he knew I was wondering why exactly he did that he then answered my question as tho he read my mind "Our kind can help heal the other by licking the wound." I then nodded and headed to the room wih the corpse.
Such a stange feeling, the temptation to drink the spilled blokd to quench my thirst. George gave me hand signal telling me to drink. I was trying to hold back but I just knelt down and took a sip and sucked even more to quench my thirst. I then let go and wiped my mouth and joined George in digging a hole in the backyard.
