“What’s wrong?” Ally asked hoarsely. Her breaths were still coming in short pants as she tried to figure out the sudden change in my mood.I closed my eyes shut and bunched up my fists around the bed sheet beside her head, clenching it in tight fists to tame in the monster that was trying to come out. To block out the pain that was making me go insane. To focus on anything else than the blinding hunger that was clouding my conscious.
Her hand lifted up to touch my face in concern as she saw the expressions on my face but before she could do that, I opened my eyes and grabbed her hand before she could touch me.
“Do you want to die?” I snapped at her angrily.
But she did not reply. Her eyes were focused on mine, staring right in them. A bit scared and a bit concerned, she whispered, “Elija
