Chapter 21: Negative Turnouts
He stared at the empty room, wondering what exactly had he done to make her leave. The girl that he had just kissed... The girl that he had somehow fallen for despite knowing Wadi and spening years denying that he was interested in her due to childish embarassment. Biting his lip, Zak heaved a sigh wondered how he would face him. Months had gone by and it was useless to try and ease the grudge that Mikey had against him. Even though Zak still didn't understand the whole reason behind Mikey's grudge.
He's her older brother, after all.
The sound of footsteps put Zak on edge since he had learned one important thing over the months that had passed. Mikey was a scary force to be reckoned with when it came to the point that he was extremely irritated.
"Geez... what the hell is taking you both so-"
Zak stayed perfectly still, not even daring to turn around to face the owner of the voice. There was no easy way to explain what had just happened, right? So Zak just stared at the ground, following a silly impluse that just wanted to avoid conversation as much as possible.
"Where is-"
"You're asking for the obvious." Zak pointed out softly, still avioding Mikey.
"I want to know where-"
"You really think that I can give you the answer when I don't know anything."
"Aren't you the one who's in-"
"What's the point in bringing that up when-"
Jasmine stayed completely silent, having a perfect view of thier fight from her hiding place. She never left but that didn't mean that she had to leave at that exact moment. She was seeing the exact thing that she didn't want to happen. Smirking for just a moment before she bit into the blood red apple that rested in her hands, Jasmine couldn't but enjoy seeing her brother making stupid assumptions. He was her older brother but in reality...
He didn't really know her at all.
Of course, there was still a part of her that actually felt bad for Zak but Jasmine quickly shook her head in order to distract herself from the feeling. There was no use in getting attached. She would have to leave this world soon after all. Getting up from her hiding place, Jasmine stayed in the shadows and felt the wind brush gently against her hair and back. Gently easing the combined weight of her feet ontop of the kitchen cupboard, Jasmine shook her head and laughed at thier fight. Then came the prick of pain and Jasmine quickly pressed a hand against her mouth while swiftly making her escape. The sun was starting to set, indicating that night was soon to come. There were many purposes for the night for Jasmine but there was one important purpose that was on her mind so much that it was forcing her to reach her breaking point.
Sucking blood.