Minutes blurred into hours blurred into days.
At first, I was able to keep up, I think.
Thinking hurt, so I tried to not do it.
Thinking about not thinking hurt.
Sometimes he visited. Sometimes he didn't.
He said sorry sometimes. Sometimes, he was angry with me.
"She's not doing anything," He snapped at the man in the coat.
"Her body needs to acclimate," The other man said.
"It's been six days."
"Give her time."
The man in the coat told him that I wasn't like the other one. The other one sat in one place for a very long time before a wolf saved him.
I think he died after that?
No, he left.
Thinking about it hurt.
Sometimes I missed them. I remember he killed them, though.
No, they left.
They tried to kill me, but he got me out.
That wasn't true, either. I think.
When I started thinking, it was hard to stop.
Thinking hurt, though.
But I couldn't stop.
This isn't chapter twenty-eight.
This is a teeeeeny chapter, with only 150 words.
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Derrick
Vampire*"I never wanted this. I'd never wanted Sebastian, in the beginning. I traded one king for another. And I didn't want either one."* Elizabeth has been in Derrick's kingdom for months, only hanging on by a promise from her werewolf to be s...
