Cold Turkey

Mary grabs Jessica by the hair and yanks her to her feet. Jessica tries to twist loose, but Mary is older and stronger.

"Jessica... If you are going to act like an animal, I'll treat you like an animal" Mary snarls.

"She came to me! I didn't mean to!" Jessica pleads, but realizes how weak it sounds. Mary drags her out of the room and down the hallway as Jessica struggles.

"Five years Olivia was my companion! Five years Jessica!" Mary yells. Mary throws Jessica into a room, wrestling her to the floor. I've never seen this room before Jessica thinks as Mary chains her to the wall. Jessica looks around. The room is sparse. There is a mattress on the floor, and a washbasin. Beyond that, the only furnishings are the restraints chaining her to the wall.

"Mary, please..." Jessica says, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Jessica, I take no pleasure in this. We need to break your addiction to human blood. I thought I could wean you off gently, and we saw how that worked. Cold turkey is the only option, you've left me ****" Mary snaps. Mary stomps out of the room and slams the door.