She's Afraid // Louis

"Just a taste, please Harry." I whined, my throat burning and aching for just a drop of blood. Ever since a week ago, waking up in the forest- the boys and I - we've never been the same. We're..killers, demons from hell now. None of us know what's happened, and I guess we never will. I clench my jaw, seeing the drunkard girl ahead of us, stumbling as she tries to walk. So alone, no one would notice if I just-

I lunge forward, quicker than anything. She comes into my reach, and I jump onto her, knocking her to her feet. She laughs, probably not noticing how bad the situation is. For her, at least.

"Lou, stop!" I hear Harry cry, a hand on my shoulder. I can't help myself, I knock him away and drag her away from the street. She's pretty, but not anything special. No one will notice her disappearance. Not a human, at least. She mumbles something, and finally looks up to see me. It's probably my eyes that get her shocked, maybe even scared.