Paying the Price (RP)

Emma let out a shaky sigh as she shifted her weight on the bed, trying to ignore the dull throb in her head. "I know this sounds insane, but Chablis was starving, on the brink of tearing people apart for blood. We’ve got her calmed down for now, and she's manageable, but I don't want to risk her going off the rails again" she paused. Did she start the story at the beginning? It was so hard to concentrate with the room spinning around her "I'm running out of options. I got Bev here. She's a nurse. I thought, maybe you can volunteer a little of your blood? She doesn't need much more..."

"Yes... I've been drunk" Emma muttered into the phone. She sounded exhausted as she explained about the needles, the tube, and assured Kenedi that no one would actually bite her. She allowed her phone to slip from her hand once she ended the call, looking at Bev and Pers through heavy eyelids.

"I'm going to get something to drink" she announced, but her body betrayed her. She didn't move. Overwhelmed by the dizziness and nausea , she collapsed back onto the bed with a frustrated sigh

"Crap..."

After pushing herself up again, this time using the wall as support, she managed to stagger toward the kitchen, one step at a time, determined to make it all the way to the sink.