Grace listened carefully to the vampire as she spoke. Every word of it seemed to resonate within her. She didnt say anything in response to her though as she was ashamed of herself and had no idea what to say. She knew she would be better in the long run without her 'dust' but in the short term she knew she couldnt cope. It was a vicious cycle that she had tried multiple times to escape but failed miserably.
Her ears pricked as she mentioned about Grace living with her and this 'cleaner drug' which she knew she meant to be feasted upon. She wasnt sure if that is what she wanted for the rest of her life though. It had to be better than this though...right? Oh she had no idea what to do.
As the beautiful woman left in almost the blink of an eye she looked around her 'room' and sighed, taking a seat on her 'bed'. She looked down at the bag of cocaine in her hands and felt sick. Her free hand made its way to her neck, placing her index and middle finger on the place she was bit. She moved her hands away and looked at her fingers, no blood. She must have healed her some how. Vampires were up until this point a story to scare kids. She stood up and walked to a small mirror that was in her room and looked more closely at her neck. There was hardly anything there. Something you could only see if you were actually looking for it, just two small dot scars.
She made her way back to her bed and laid down before almost instantly passing out. She had had a fair amount of blood taken and she had been light headed the entire time she was talking to Sky. She was out and sleeping like a log. It would be the best sleep she would have had in a long time.