The Net: "The Need For Blood": Chapter 11

Quickly, Angela looked around the car until she found an old mug in the front passenger side seat. She grabbed it and a piece of glass from the window and proceeded to cut her arm while Walter watched, very much confused. A look of deep pain covered her face as she bit her lip to keep from screaming. Her eyes were shut tight, squeezing out tears of pain, as the glass slit her arm. She filled the mug with blood, lacerating her arm several times to get enough blood.

Finally, Walter came to in a snap from his confused state. "Angela! What are you doing! Do you want to kill yourself!"

She put the cup to Jacob's lips, now ignoring the pain in her arm and commenting out loud, "God, if he hasn't smelled me by now…..God please! Let him still be alive! Please! I'm begging you! Jacob please! Don't do this to me!"

"Angela, what's going on? What are you talking about? Him smelling you? What's that about? I demand to know!"

Jacob lips parted slightly by the cup and Angela could tell his fangs were back again. She tilted the cup a little and watched as a little bit of blood passed into his mouth. Immediately, his eyes popped open. She helped him sit up and held the cup to his lips again. He greedily gulped it down, licking it clean afterwards. He then looked up at Angela's obviously relieved face.

"Why did you do that, Angel?" he finally asked.

"Yeah, I would like to know that too!" Walter said.

Angela looked from her boss back to Jacob. "I did it to save your life! I'm not going to let you die Jacob. No matter what the reason! I don't want to lose you." She took his ring off her finger and placed it back on his hand.

"Angel, please, I don't want you to have to go through this! Please!" Jacob begged.

"I'm sorry, Jacob, but I am going to go through this. I want to see you alive and well. I want to see you around. I'm not going to lose you and that's final. There's nothing more to tell you." Jacob sighed and closed his eyes. "Jacob?" her voice was full of concern.

"I'm OK. I'm just weak and…..if I could get away……I would."

"Right. Don't worry, I'll have you home and taken care of in no time." She brushed some glass off his boney legs and got out of the car, closing the door gently behind her. She brushed glass out of the car wheel's way. "Walter, here are my keys, I need you to speed back to my place as fast as you can. I'm going to follow you. Hurry!"Angela jumped into Jacob's car, picked up his car keys from the floor and started the engine. Walter already had the flashing light on the roof of her car as she sped out of the parking lot. "Hold on!" she said to Jacob as she followed her car.

They arrived safely at her front door not long after. Walter watched from the bedroom doorway as she carried Jacob inside and put him in her own bed. "Walter, I'll talk to you in a few minutes." She closed the door and went back to Jacob, taking the syringe from the drawer of her night table, where she'd put it after coming home five nights ago.

"Angel, please don't! Not again so soon," Jacob begged weakly.

"If I don't, you'll die."

"Your arm."

She looked down to see that her arm was still bleeding from the glass cuts. A long trickle of blood had slowly made its way down her white arm to her wrist. "Oh."

"Here, let me? I think I can make it stop bleeding. Can I?"

Jacob weakly reached out for her arm. She let him have it, not knowing what else to do. Trying to ignore what was happening to her, she closed her eyes. It was one thing to fill a cup with a syringe, and have him drink from that. But to have his tongue….licking her arm, that was another thing all together! She knew though, that if he didn't, she'd be wasting precious blood, and he needed all that she could spare. Slowly, his tongue made its way up her arm to the many slash marks made by the car's window glass. Gently, he began to suck on the bleeding slits in her skin. She was acutely aware of his fangs touching her skin and she knew he could easily have sucked her dry. This could be her death. She had to put all of her trust into him. Feeling his mouth on her arm, gently sucking her blood, she began to relax, succumbing to his blood searching mouth, letting him have his way with her arm. He sucked lightly, never too hard, as her blood flowed easily at first into his waiting mouth. And then, just as quickly as it had started, he was finished. He licked the slits a few extra times to ensure no more blood would escape her body, and then he let her arm go. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him.

"I don't think it'll bleed anymore. Just wrap it in something, a huge band-aid or something. OK?"

"Yeah, sure."She looked at her arm. Though she could still see where she'd cut herself, there was no more blood. She looked back at him. "Thanks."

"No problem. Are you going to tell him the truth? I mean, he saw us before, in the car," Jacob said, referring back to Walter, still waiting for Angela to talk to him.

"I don't know…."

"Just tell him. If he leaves us, we'll deal with it. We've dealt with worse before. We'll deal with whatever happens. Now, Walter's out there waiting, and then get some rest yourself."

"Yeah." She looked at him for a few seconds before leaning over and kissing him gently on the lips. When she pulled away his eyebrows were raised in surprise and amazement. "Jacob, just please promise me you won't do that again. You really scared me when you did that."

"I promise."

"Thanks. I'm just glad to have you back safe and sound."