My heart pounded in my chest, making the only thing I heart the strong beats of anxiety.
I looked up and down the half-naked body of the deer, the deer I loved so dearly. I couldn't possibly thinking this was a good idea, but my eyes kept fluttering to his lips. The lips that had such a soft touch, but were aggressive in a way I couldn't explain.
I was waiting for my carnivore instinct to jump out, and I would soon rip him to shreds; Causing me to cry over his mangled body in the hot tub, and his scarlet blood staining the water.
I'd say that's why I was re-considering this, for I couldn't bare to hurt him.
Not again.
Never again.
But now I think about it, this never would've happened if I had just stayed at my school. The school were I wouldn't be in this situation.
But I was, and I couldn't leave it without it being awkward.
I guess my only option was to go through with it, but then again, I shouldn't be complaining. For my hunger needed to be satisfied, and his touch was the only thing that could quench it.