Blood Dripping Fingertips by Meghan Escott (read ebook pdf .txt) 📕

the nurse talking to Sam about possible surgery on my neck to replace all the damages veins and muscle but she would need a better look at the hole. Sam must have agreed because seconds later, the nurse was giving me an injection and I fell asleep.
The nurse must have decided against surgery because when I came round the bandage was still on my neck and it ached. My back, arms and legs also ached because they hadn’t been healed. I wanted to get up and walk around the school and be with Josh and help him and be with my friends and make everything go back to normal. But I couldn’t. The best I could do was ask Sam – who was still by my bedside- to help me up and take me to a mirror.
I looked terrible. The big white bandage had medical tape around it to keep it in place and I had stitches in my lip. My hair had been drawn back into a ponytail and didn’t look too bad. My mark gleamed against my skin which was nearly white because of the blood loss. My arms had scars all down them and so did my legs. I felt terrible and asked Sam to help me back to my bed.
The nurse, who was called Destinie, said that I would be stuck here until the hole had sealed over and even then, I would have to come in for check ups every day. Angela came and visited me after school and Sam was at my side permanently. He helped me with everything that I need and he gave me blood like he used to. He would hold out his wrist and make a cut for me and I would suck it and he would gradually regain the power of knowing my feelings and thoughts. They had been lost when Josh had bit me. Because it was a near death experience, the feelings disappeared but gradually, they would return. Nobody else visited me which was good. It was good to have peace and quiet during the day. I sometimes got notes from Josh slid under the door, asking how I was or saying that everyone was missing me or asking me what he should tell people because they still thought we were together.
Finally the day came when I could go back after taking the bandage off. That was a painful process. I opted for awake instead of under aesthetic and that was the worst mistake I ever made. Destinie cut the tape and then eased it off my skin, trying not to open any remaining scabs. She then started cutting away the bandage itself. She eased it off layer by layer and when she could cut no more, she just had to rip it off and then stop the blood flow. Before doing this, she moved me into a different room. As soon as I was on the bed and slightly settled, she gripped the bandage between her index finger and her thumb and pulled. I screamed at the pain and then collapsed onto the bed while Destinie stopped the blood flow and then dabbing alcohol soaked towels on the hole. I was intrigued at what it actually looked like and asked Sam to get me a mirror. He did so and I looked into it.
My neck had a hole gouged into it. It had teeth marks around it and they were so clear you could count the teeth. There were ten teeth marks that I could count. It was red and bruises were erupting around it. That mark would never go away and every time I looked into a mirror from now on, I would be reminded of Josh and what he did to me. How could I live like that?
I started to cry. I put the mirror on the bed, picked up a pillow, put my head on the pillow underneath and put the pillow over my head where I openly sobbed for hours. I tried to press the pillow into my face and suffocate myself but Sam and Destinie always plucked the pillow out of my hands before I could.
When Destinie asked whether I wanted to go back to school, I nodded with enthusiasm but not so much to break the wound open again. I asked how long I had been in the hospital and I found out that I had been in there a week since the injury. So it was a Monday morning. I wanted to get back to normal as soon as possible so I got up out of bed and asked Sam to take me to my room so I could get changed and pack all the things I would need that day. He didn’t really want to but it was either him come with me to make sure I was al right or risk me dyeing on the way so when I asked, he came with me and steadied me when I needed to be steadied.
When we finally got up to my room it was a mess. I decided I would deal with it after school and went straight into my bedroom. There was blood on my pillows and my sheets. I looked at it and then chucked them into the washing machine and set it off. I then got a camisole shirt and a turtle neck sweater and threw them on. Of course, they were both black. I also got some black trousers and shoved them on. I let my hair fall loosely around my shoulders, disguising the cuts that weren’t covered by the neck on the sweater. I put all of the things I would need that day including blood and extra bandages and went into the living room where Sam was sitting on my sofa.
He stood up, checked me over, lingering at my neck and then took my hand and led me to first lesson, just like he did on my first day.


Chapter Twenty Four

Josh wasn’t there when I walked in with Sam at my side. He had let go of my hand but I knew he was still there. Josh was gone and I was really looking forward to seeing him that morning to answer his questions on the notes he had sent. Everyone looked at me like I was a freak show but I ignored this and went straight to my seat and got out my work things. I got on with my work and ignored anyone and everyone apart from Professor Reeves but he didn’t bother me at all through the lesson.
I was so glad when the bell went and I put all of my things neatly in my bag then went to Sam. He led me out of the room and onto my next lesson where Angela was waiting for me. She ran over to me and gave a huge hug but gasped and pulled away when I yelped in pain. She glanced at my neck and I realised that she must have pulled the neck of my jumped down when she hugged me. Sam quickly pulled it up, quickly but carefully, and put some hair over the remainder of the scars and cuts and bruises. Angela got hold of both of my hands and started apologising. I shook my head and shushed her and went into class as the bell rang.
I had a fun lesson of dance with loads of different moves and different dances and steps. It was fun for most of the lesson apart from the beginning and the end. I had to get changed somehow without people seeing my neck. I ended up covering it up with a borrowed scarf while I got changed.
When the lesson ended I was relieved and got changed as quickly as I could without opening my wound. Sam was waiting for me and as he led me into the feeding room and locked the door. He beckoned me forwards and I went to him. He seemed surprised for me to come so willingly. As I got closer to him, I expected him to hold out his wrist but instead he gripped my wrist and pulled me into a hug.
I relaxed against him and he relaxed against me. “I’m so sorry. If I hadn’t of left you alone with him, he wouldn’t have done this to you. It’s my entire fault, he’s had girlfriends before who have gone missing and now we know why. He drained them dry of blood and if I hadn’t of left you alone, you wouldn’t have had to go through with all this. I’m so sorry. It’s my entire fault.” He said to me. He genuinely thought it was his fault. I couldn’t let him think that.
I pulled away from him. “It’s not your fault” I said to him and then kissed him. He seemed surprised by my action but after a few seconds, he relaxed and kissed me back. Vampire kissing was better than human kissing but Sam’s kissing was just extraordinary. He knew exactly when to give and when to yield and where to put his hands and his tongue. He was the master of kissing and I love it.
When he pulled away, we were both out of breath and gasping for air. “That...was amazing.” Sam said when he had slid his arms around my waist. “You are...amazing.” I said back to him and put my arms around his neck. He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and let go of me. I let go of him and he held out his wrist. I held out mine and we both bit into each other. We gave a simultaneous moan of pleasure and started sucking.
I pulled away first and I let Sam continue sucking and when he did pull away he was smiling. “I can feel your feelings again.” He said in answer to my questioning look. I healed my wrist and he healed his. He slid he arms around my waist again and looked at me with the longing and want that was there when we had first met. I slid my arms around his neck and he leaned into me. We kissed again and again until the bell rung and we had to go to my next lesson.
He kissed me one last time and then led me out of the room. He let go of my hand when we got out the room but I didn’t mind. What just happened was amazing and both of us knew it. At that moment, both of us were reading the others mind. We both looked at each other and then smiled at each other. That was how it was going to be from now on with Sam. He would be able to read my mind and my feelings whenever he wanted. I would be able to do the same whenever I wanted with some help from him.
As we got to my next classroom, Josh was standing outside the door surrounded by his friends Luke, Brad, Adam, Conner and Callum. I had met them all at the dance and they