"I hope..." I smile at her then touch the bitemark in my neck. "Nice aim by the way" it heals quickly.
"I'll want your blood more than ever, now that I know what it tastes like..." I mutter, my eyes turning even darker. I grimace, struggling to look away. "I think you should leave. Before I kill you..."
I sigh, looking at Raven. "Remember? I'm suicidal. Plus I have no where to go. I'm not sleeping near that Tin can."
"Fine..." I get up, then I lower my head leveled with Raven's, my fangs aching. "You have a lovely neck, by the way." I almost touch Raven's neck, "Sleep tight." I whisper against Raven's skin. I then walk out and close the door.
I find a guest room and collapse on the neat bed, my fangs slowly calming. "I need to work on that." I mutter.
I wake up the next morning, as always, shirtless and high off sugar. "Damn. I'm like that weird kid on that tv show, except I have abs and he's a pile of goo." I say glumly.