Part 47 (Colby's POV)

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"Colby." Penny says, and I open my eyes. "Colby, stop." She reaches out and touches my hand that was holding the girl. I growl, holding the girl tighter. Why couldn't she just let me feed? "Colby, you are going to kill her. Let her go." I growl again. "Let her go." Penny demands, with much authority.
I stare, wanting her to back down and let me feed, but she only stares back. I let the girl go, watching as Turner takes her out of the room.
I look back at Penny, licking any extra blood from my lips. Why did she have to stop me? I'm starving and she stopped me.
"How do you feel?" She asks quietly.
"More." I say.
"I know. Turner's getting more. You just have to be a little patient." She replies. I scowl at her. "Colby, you have to listen to me. I know how you feel right now. You're hungry. You just want to feed. Trust me, I've been there. But I also know that it would kill you if you killed someone. I'm trying to help. You just have to listen."
I don't reply. Instead I take to staring around the room. Was this what she experienced every day? I could see the dust particles that covered the window sill as clearly as if I was looking at through a microscope. I could see each individual string of the curtains. I could hear what everyone in the mansion was saying. I could hear each voice as if they were speaking right next to me. I could smell the blood coursing through each human that was in the mansion. I could smell the blood that I wanted so badly.
Each breath I took rattled in my lungs, unneeded. But each breath I took brought in new smells. Told me new information about my surroundings. I look back at Penny, noticing things I hadn't before.
I noticed the different colours of her eyes, not just hazel. I saw more greener parts, more brown. I saw specks of gold that I couldn't have seen before. I saw each strand of jet black hair, making her pale face stand out.
I sniffed the air, trying to pick out her smell, but I couldn't. I couldn't smell her. Or Salina. Or any vampire in the mansion. I could only smell the humans downstairs.
"You don't have a smell."
"No, I don't." She replies. "Vampires don't have a smell."
I close my eyes. "How can you be around so many humans?"
"Practice." She says. Then she turns to the door again and I open my eyes. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, and breathing. I could easily tell that the breathing was not coming from the person that was walking up the stairs. I could smell the blood.
The door opens and Turner walks in, carrying two people. He sets one, another woman, down on the bed, at the bottom, and holds the other, a man, in his arms next to me.
Penny takes the man's arm and holds it out to me. "Listen to his heart, Colby." She says.
Licking my lips, I take the guy's arm and bite down, drinking the blood that filled my mouth. I try to keep Penny's warning in my mind, but my hunger made it hard. She had to tell me to stop, and this time, I didn't challenge her.
Turner switches out the man for the woman, and I manage to stop myself before Penny could tell me to. It was difficult and I didn't want to, but I knew I had to. I was getting less and less hungry as the humans went by. I fed from seven humans before I was finally not hungry.
When I stopped feeding from the seventh person, Penny asked if I was still hungry.
"No." I told her. Salina had let my other arm go by the fourth person, and I was able to sit up. When I do, though, all three of them stare at me. "What?"
Salina giggles. "You're going to have a job keeping him from freaking out any humans, Penny."
Penny just sighs, watching me. "Yeah, I know."
I frown, feeling frustrated. Why did they have to talk like I wasn't there? "What?" I ask again, letting my frustration into my voice.

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