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Randy's POV "Drug addicts always taste the same" I complain as I search for a vein, "chill Randy" peering over at Charlotte

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Randy's POV
"Drug addicts always taste the same" I complain as I search for a vein, "chill Randy" peering over at Charlotte. A frustrated look on my face as I drop the guys arm, "why can't you guys have healthy bodies" I shout before snapping his neck.

"Like I already said" shoving Charlotte against the wall "tell me to chill one more time & I'll sink my teeth deep inside an artery!"

Feeling Austin's hands on my chest as he pushes me away "dude what the hell is wrong with you?"

He questions as I push him off me.

"I'm just hungry" I mumble before leaving the alley way, god damn hookers & druggies don't supply anything. I thought as I looked amongst the busy street, I need a healthy child or an adult I thought as I scan the crowd once more. Just as my eyes focused on a younger women wearing Gucci, I caught the smell of Finn.

"Head home!"

I order Charlotte & Austin before taking off down the street.

Didn't know my little stripper boy lived near by I thought as I hurried my way down the street pushing past men & women. Some shout as I knock them over "you got a problem" I ask as I let my canines show, the lady smiles & walks on.

Passing by a couple bus stops I could hear a faint giggle, sounds like my Finny Boo!

"Finn go to sleep" I over hear "Finn I'd come over & cuddle but I don't get off work for another three hours. Just cuddle with your pillow" she knows Finn "then move" her phone leaves her ear, an apartment complex?

I ask myself?

^Downtown Apartments^

As I get closer to the down town apartment complex's the sweet smell of Finn's blood got stronger.

Looking around to see no lights.

The complex looked pretty crummy.

I'd think a stripper would live somewhere nicer?

Climbing the multiple stairs until the smell got so strong it was intoxicating.

Running my hand along the window feeling the heat.

Biting my lip as I slowly opened the creaky window, no matter how slow the window opens it was still quite loud. When I was on the inside I could hear a shower running, "come on" looking over towards a door.

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