Katherine was at the back of the shop in a dark room. She was walking about in the room. Thinking about how she would attempt to stop herself from feeding that night. She hated blood. She hated being a vampire. SO she wondered why she would just not end it right then and there. Plunge a knife or sharp object through her heart that night. Katherine knew the answer very well. She was scared of nothing. She was scared of what would happen.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Is death worse then life... even this horrid existence?</span>she would find herself wondering.<span style="font-style: italic">Or would it be a blessing?</span>She always came to the same conclusion. The same upsetting conclusion. No matter how hard she tried, she could not stop herself. That was when she heard the motorcycle outside. "Nobody in the town has a motorcycle.... at least no one I know," she murmured. Walking to the open door that lead to the actual gas station, she peeked out. There was a person out there. She had already not fed for the past couple nights. She was starting to feel the effects. A shake of the hand, the twitch of a finger, the compulsion to feed. She had never felt anything more invigorating. Feeding fresh off a living thing. At the least. She could not say she was a vegetarian anymore.<br/><br/>This particular male was attractive to her though. He reminded her of the other boy. Though her draw to this one was stronger. She could barely stop herself from rushing out there and letting herself free off the ecstasy of his blood. She felt her hand begin to shake. But she grasped it firmly with her left to stop it. She felt a shudder go through her body as the familiar rush went through her. Then the pains in her stomach came after. Almost as though it had a mind of its own. She felt her teeth reach into her lip. Her blood welled in her mouth as she fought the hunger. Her blood only fed the hunger she had. Tremendously though... she steadied herself. Closed her fangs into her mouth to hide them. Then she Watched the human. Fully aware that he only had to look in that direction to see her. She began to retreat into the room.