Scarlett tightened her grip to the blade. She slowly and lightly dragged it across the side of her arm, and watched the blood slowly start to peak through. She lifter her arm and placed her lips to the wounds and began drinking the crimson red liquid. She wanted more. This time she went deeper. The blood took less time to show up but more came out. She drank again, She kept drinking until it stopped bleeding but she didn't stop there, she just kept going and going until she went too far. She cut herself so deep the wounds didn't stop bleeding. She kept drinking her blood, her face was covered, her hands were covered. Scarlett suddenly dropped the razor and fell to the floor. Her arm carried on bleeding, and she tried drinking it but couldn't. Scarlett passed out.
Few minuets later after hearing no noise from upstairs or any sign of Scarlett. Ash started getting concerned. He waited a little while longer. Then decided to go check up on her.
"Scarlett?" Ash said at the bottom of the stairs with a concerned tone.
He began walking up the stairs, he reached the top of the stairs. Ash stood outside the bedroom door and knocked.
"Scarlett? Everything OK? Are you sleeping?" He questioned.
He walked in and couldn't see Scarlett anywhere. he walked over to the bathroom door and knocked.
"Hey! you okay love?" He asked concerned.
Ash slowly opened the door. As soon as he lay his eyes on Scarlett he threw open the door and ran over to Scarlett.
"Scarlett! Scarlett Hey! Answer" Ash said, violently shaking Scarlett.
He placed his hand in something warm. He lifted his hand to find it covered in blood. Ash suddenly picked up Scarlett's arm.
"Oh my god. No!, Scarlett. What did you do!" He yelled to himself.
He grabbed the nearest towel and cleaned up her arm, revealing lines crossing over each other. Bright pink and red. Getting deeper the further up her arm then he grabbed the bandana wrapped around his wrist and wrapped it around her arm and applied pressure to stop the bleeding. Ash threw the razor away and took Scarlett out the bathroom. He lay her on the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed thinking what to do it suddenly hit him. Ash ran to the bathroom and pulled out a clean razor then ran back into the bedroom. Scarlett was still passed out. He hesitated and thought about what he was going to do, but went ahead and began doing it. He slowly placed the cold tip of the blade on his arm and was about to slide it across when Scarlett's eyes shot open.
"You're okay!?" Ash yelled.
"Yeah, I think, What did I do exactly?" Scarlett mumbled.
"I want to know, You are crazy. Literally the most craziest person I know, If you needed blood you should of just said. You practically sliced your arm open. Scarlett, Love. This has just gone too far, You've gone too far. You need to control yourself over blood. I know its hard, but please, I'm begging you at this point. Is there anything I can do to help you? But you need to start telling me things. This could end up badly for both of us. I'm sure you know that too." Ash explained.
Scarlett lay there in bed, she tried to move her arm, but it was extremely sore to more.
"Ah, I got out of hand. Again.." Scarlett sighed.
"Yeah, you did. For a brief second I thought you tried to commit suicide. Then saw your arm, and noticed you tried feeding. You almost scared me to death." Ash explained.
"Yeah, I don't know how I got out of hand. It just the fact that, My blood isn't enough to satisfy the cravings now. Its like, I have to take more of my own to satisfy my cravings. I'm sure you understand what that's like?" Scarlett explained.
Scarlett's attention was then drawn to Ash, who was messing with something shiny. Scarlett couldn't quite see what it was. Everything was a bit fuzzy, but a few moments later she realized.
"Why, do you have that Ash? What are you going to do?" Scarlet questioned.
Ash looked at her then focused back onto the razor he had held in his hand. He then suddenly dragged the razor across his arm. He did it a couple of times and waited for the blood to start crawling down his arm. He moved his arm in the direction of Scarlett. He placed his other hand behind her and lifted her up to his arm.
"Here. Drink" Ash told Scarlett.
Scarlett didn't second think. She placed her soft lips on Ash's arm. At first she bit down. Then released her teeth from his arm and began drinking. Ash could hear Scarlett drinking his blood. He could hear her swallowing his blood and feel the soft pressure of her lips, clinging to his arm. She grabbed his arm, and tightened her grip. Digging her nails into his arm. Scarlett closed her eyes. Enjoying the moment. His blood was warm in her mouth. Sweet taste with a bitter iron after taste. Scarlett took the razor and dragged it across his arm again and drank. Ash took the razor back off Scarlett and threw it off the bed into the bin. Ash knew this is what Scarlett wanted. What she craved. Scarlett felt happy, Her cravings went away. She knew that it was what her body wanted. Scarlett lifted her lips and slowly traced the cuts on Ash's arm carefully with her tongue. She lifted her head up to Ash and smiled.
"Any better?" Ash asked.
Scarlett nodded and licked her lips, Which were stained the colour of Ash's blood. Crimson red. Scarlett lifted herself off the bed and cleaned the blood off her face. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She placed a finger on each of her canines. Ash cleaned his arm and walked over to Scarlett. Who instantly turned around to face Ash.
"If you ever need to feed or you crave again. You can have my blood." Ash said.
(Please read this chapter at you own risk. This one will be very graphic and triggering to those who suffer from this sort of thing. This is not Self-harming and i am NOT promoting it. ~Read at your own risk~)