PREY
All credits for characters to Stephenie Meyer, of course.
Darksper drabble. Probably should be posting at Halloween. Didn't want to wait that long.
Don't know if there will be a happy ending.
Chapter 25 – Red Meat
The next day at lunchtime, Charlotte pulled a steak out of the fridge.
"Thanks, that looks wonderful, but I'm vegetarian," I told her.
I sensed Mr. Whitlock entering the room behind me before I saw him.
"You're going to eat red meat," he said calmly, seating himself at the table.
"Thank you, but no, it's against my principles as a vegetarian," I replied, scared, but deciding to try to hold my ground. It's just food, after all, I reasoned. Not like I tried to climb out a window or stabbed one of them.
"Those 'principles' you refer to are not a luxury I am going to allow," he stated calmly. "You need the iron from red meat, so you will eat it."
Charlotte had put been putting the steak in the broiler as he and I talked. I stared at him, overwhelmed with a feeling of fear. I gasped from it and doubled over, grabbing my stomach.
"If she's that upset, she might not be able to hold it down," Charlotte told him as she took the steak off the heat and put it on a plate in front of me.
Instantly the feeling of fear disappeared. "Eat it," he said brusquely, sitting across from me. He cut it with a steak knife, and held a piece out to me on the fork. As I watched him, sitting across from me, a growing hunger starting swelling inside. I felt insatiable, though it mostly seemed to be in my throat, not my stomach. I began eating, feeling ravenous enough not to care what it was that I was chewing up and swallowing.
Finally I was finished with it, though sickened by my actions. What was happening to me?
THIS IS A DRABBLE.
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