Snippet #2416827

"No, no!" Albert tried to reassure her, waving his hands, "I'm not going to kill you! I'm not like the other vampires, don't worry, I'm not..."

Albert would have continued, but he was too distracted by the red that he just noticed was dripping onto the floor. Was it...no...but it smelled like it....slowly his gaze switched to the source of the red liquid, and his stomach nearly dropped.

Blood. It was blood.

He barely even heard the girl's chattering, his eyes wide as he kept staring at the blood. He was going to turn 16 very soon. In two weeks, as a matter of fact. Whatever bad cravings he had before were now nothing compared to this. The fact that he had just exerted himself did nothing to help.

Feeling himself tense up, he quickly squeezed his eyes shut and tried to calm himself. You don't need it, you don't need it he told himself, You're not like them. You don't need it.

Opening his eyes, he forced himself to focus on the girl. He noticed her shivering, and, thankful for the distraction, immediately pulled off his own coat and scarf. "Here," he said, draping them around her, "This will keep you warm. If you want to change out of your wet clothes, there's a bathroom right there," he pointed at the small door in the side of the room, "There's also a sink so you can...clean up your...." he couldn't finish, and instead went to his drawers. Pulling up a white shirt he didn't particularly like, he ripped it into strips and handed them to her, "You can wrap these around....you know..."

He took several steps away from her before motioning at her to change in the bathroom. He then quickly turned around and sat on his bed, head in hands as he tried to concentrate on anything but the blood.