Author's note: I'm so, so sorry for the size of this chapter. And for the slow update. My engilsh honors teacher decided to give us a research paper, a novel to read, and a play to memorize all at the same time. I'm not even done with the research paper!

I'm going to fail english honors for you guys. ;)

Again, so sorry it's short.


Bloodlust

Chapter Two

Forever Remembering

Disclaimer: I don't own Cat, or any other Victorious character. I'm not sure I'd want to, anyway. With all of the violent mood swings, and such.


It was a dream, Cat decided, very hazy dream at that. So hazy, in fact, that Cat couldn't remember much of it.

She decided it was a dream after waking up in her own warm bed, surrounded by familiar the familiar sights and sounds of her own home.

But, something was off. She knew it, every part of her mind was screaming to remember something, but what was there to remember?

Was it something about school? No, no that couldn't be it.

Was it something to do with her brother's medications? No, of course not! Why would Cat dream of her brother?

Maybe she missed someone's birthday? No, Cat had never, ever missed a birthday.

Remember. Why couldn't she remember? It was important, she could feel it. It would make her happy, if only she could remember. Think. Think. Think!

But now Cat was hungry.

Darn that short attention span.

So, Cat sat up, pushed the blankets off of her lap, and skipped into the kitchen where her Mom was scrambling eggs.

"Mornin' Mommy," she sing-songed, pecking her mother's cheek.

"Good morning, Sweetheart," the petite brunette responded. She then scooped some eggs out, and put them on a bright red plate for Cat.

Red. The dream, It had something to do with red.

Red roses, maybe?

Cat ate her eggs slowly, deep in thought.

Red rover? Red wine?

"More eggs?" Her mom asked.

"There's more where that came from. More, Cat. Don't you want to see more?" There was a spark of remembrance, but as soon as it was there it was gone.

"No, no more. I'm all filled up."

More red apples? More red cherries?

"Mrs. Vega called, she said Tori has a stomach virus," Mrs. Valentine mentioned.

More red cough syrup?

"Oh! How sad," Cat said her pink lips forming a pout, but she quickly brightened. "I'll make her a 'get better' card!"

More red construction paper?

She ran excitedly to her room, and gathered all the necessary supplies for card making. Glitter pens, markers, paper, and stencils. Something else, there was something else she needed.

"Glitter!" Cat squealed. She laid on the floor next to her bed, so that she could get the glitter she keeps under it.

But she didn't find glitter under her bed.

She found something else.

Something better.

Something she had forgotten about.

She found six empty vials with little blank labels on them.

But there was a full vial, too.

This one was labeled Sarah.

Then she remembered how it wasn't a dream.

She remembered what the vials were for.

She remembered what she wanted.

She wanted more red blood.


Authors Note: I also apologize for the lack of quality in this chapter.

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