Post by Allyson Webster on Dec 16, 2011 23:34:09 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Oh my god, please help me Neck deep in the river, screamin’ for relief Tagged: Open The Words: 342 The Notes she is falling off the wagon… Ally had broken away from everyone, her hunger had slowly been getting out of control it seemed. She didn’t want to hurt anyone, but she had no idea what to do. She didn’t want to draw any attention to herself or Felix and the rest of the coven, but she was so hungry… She had taken a leave of absence from them, and hoped she would learn to control her urges once more but it was becoming more and more difficult to do so. She had found herself wondering into Miami, and the city that never closes or according to her favorite crime scene investigator, Horatio Caine. She loved to watch that show before…well before she was attacked in her parents’ store. She never thought she would end up here, in this city. She walked by a group of drunken college students, and their heartbeats captured her attention and she was soon memorized by the sound. She couldn’t help but fall into step behind them, her tongue licking and wetting her lips as she followed them. She truly didn’t know what she was doing, just that it felt as if her instincts had taken over. She couldn’t help but feel the little bit of the human side of her become terrified of what the other side of her was doing at that moment. She couldn’t help the soft snarl and growl that escaped her in anticipation upon fulfilling her need for nourishment. She quickly looked away in a manner that came across as nonchalant when it looked like the group was alerted to her presence. Something in the back of Ally’s mind was telling her that unsuspecting was the key for this situation. She had to follow them to a secluded area, and then attack them. However it seemed that they were not going to a place out of the public view, and she was just going to have to wait to see where they ended up among this semi busy street. She cannot afford to have any witnesses to this act… |
