What has Bitsy become? #thegone #amwriting #novel
I stare at him. Did he just make a joke? Max gives a slight smile but his eyes don’t leave mine.
I have so many questions, and I want to ask them but I can’t, not sounding like this. I close my eyes and try to calm down. When I look back at my hands they are the right colour. A check on my teeth reveals my normal human pegs.
“What have you done to me?” I whisper.
Max sighs and looks away. “I had to.”
“Had to?” I repeat.
Even Colin looks away. “I’m hungry,” he says.
I step back, there is no way that I’m going to be anyone’s dinner.
“No, Bitsy,” Max says. “We don’t need blood. We still eat and drink normally.”
“But I had teeth,” I say, gesturing to my mouth.
“Yes, but only when you’re worried or angry. The rest of the time you’ll…
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