|Daily Flash Fiction Challenge – 06/03/2012
Prompt: “Drink this. It’ll make you feel better”
“Are you ok?” Marcus asked, tending to the woman sitting on the floor in the darkened room surrounded by candles.
“I could never be a drunk,” Chloe moaned. “I only had half of that margarita before I felt sick.” She doubled over and pressed her forehead onto the floor. “Uhg, where is Seth?”
“He told me to take care of you tonight while he tended to some business,” he said. Marcus watched her suffer and moan as she pressed her face onto the cold cement floor. He hopped up and left her, rummaging around the kitchen and making all kinds of noise, before returning to the suffering young woman.
“Drink this. It’ll make you feel better,” Marcus insisted.
“What is it?” she asked, slowly lifting up her head.
“Trust me,” he said. “It has been known to heal all the ailments that has affected my family for generations.”
Chloe looked at him and then the metal goblet that he held in his hands with some suspicion. She took the cup, trying to express a gracious smile despite her nausea. Too sick to argue with anyone and just wanting to feel better, she courageously gulped some of it down. The sick woman gagged and choked, coughing out the dark liquid all over the floor. “What the hell is this?” she shouted.
“Human blood,” Marcus said with a wicked smile.
“You idiot!” she shouted. “I date vampires, I am not a vampire myself. Blood will not make me feel better.”
“Oh, I didn’t know that about you,” Marcus responded. “I thought because of the way you dressed and how your skin is so pale that you were one of us.”
“I am not a member of the coven,” Chloe explained shaking her head, now sicker than ever.
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