“ You have no idea what I’m capable of. ” - Demitri ( @oftragxdy​ )
“You’re right! I have no fucking clue what you’re capable of!” Sayah shouted back glaring at the man. No, not man, vampire-from Bite Club, she told herself. “All I know is that your damn face is familiar-that’s it. Yaya, lucky me for forgetting everything else.” The ex-feeder snapped, sarcasm pure in her voice, and turned to keep walking. She was sick of all the holes in her memory and of rereading her old journals of her time in Bite Club; none of them were helpful unless she wanted to keep feeling sorry for herself. And she was sick of doing that-sick of depending on others.













