Jessica had been busy making out with some annoying yet ridiculously hot senior when sheβd heard it. There were definitely pros and cons to supernatural senses. Normally Jess would have ignored the commotion (she was busy, after all) but she would have recognised that voice anywhere.
Well, well, wellβ¦ This was bound to be interesting. With a little smirk she pulled back from whatstheirface and swiftly compelled them to go. Obviously her boredom could be eased elsewhere and with the big day right around the corner, it couldnβt hurt to have a little dirt on her shadowβs BFF. Jess had known that Dave had been a bit of quote-unquote βriotβ in his hay day but he hadnβt quite shared a story like this around the table at Christmas. Huh, interesting.
Of course she smelled the blood but with her humanity off, she found it much simpler to prioritise. There was no pounding in her head, no guilt and definitely no indecision. If she wanted to drain someone dry, she did and if she didnβtβ¦ She didnβt. Simple. Dave was clearly a big damn mess and while she definitely could have let him literally murder Blair Fisher in the school hallways- it was far more tactical to not.
She rolled her eyes though at his anguished βsorryβ as if that were going to make Blair feel any better. At a normal, human pace she threw herself between them then, pressing both hands against Daveβs chest to hold him back. She met his eye with a devilish smile almost gracing her lips, her eyebrow quirking just so. See, sheβd had a sneaking suspicion he hadnβt been buying her whole βmy humanity turned back onβ BS quite the way Corey had so this really could solve everything.
Taking an unnecessary breath, she quickly re-arranged her expression to one of horror. Looking around in panic to Blair, she pleaded with her, βGet out of here! Go! Take care of your neck and donβt look back!β Oh the drama.
All she could feel, all she could hear was pounding. A thump, thump, thump, blocking out everything else. What was it? Where was it? Blair shut her eyes for a second, opened them with the realization that with them closed that Dave could be back on her without any warning. Thump, thump, thump. What was it? Another second, and she figured it out. Her heart. The noise, the feeling, it was her heart, racing, beating faster than it ever had before, even faster than after being forced to run the mile in p.e. class. Each time it beat, she heard the pounding, felt the ache in her neck, sharp, but dull, keeping her grounded in the moment.
Blair had always been okay around blood. Well, she hadnβt had a ton of experience with blood, outside of the usual routine of skinned knees and doctors appointment vaccines as a child. Outside of the night with her parentsβ¦That had been the most blood she had ever seen. But she couldnβt think about that. If she thought about her parents, she would shut down, maybe even vomit, and that was not something she could do right now.
But she was freezing, even though she knew that she couldnβt. All she could do was stare at Dave, hand vaguely fluttering at her neck. It was stupid, the back of her head, the rational, normal Blair, was screaming that at her. But despite that, she could not move. It wasnβt until she heard a voice, neither hers nor Daveβs that she snapped out, felt herself able to move.
Jessica. What was she doing here? How did she? But no. Donβt overthink, Blair. Listen. And what she was hearing was to run. And run she did.
Dave was stronger than her. Hell, he had way over a hundred years on Jessica Harvelle but she had two advantages over him right now. One: her humanity was off meaning she was unburdened by all the feelings that hit along with that insatiable blood lust. Two: he didnβt want to kill Blair Fisher. Jess wasnβt stronger than him but he let her hold him, her vampiric strength enough to make him focus on something else and then Blair was running. She was getting away.
Thatβs when he started to struggle against her, pushed into her too hard, his hands gripping onto her shoulders as he bared his fangs at Jess. Better her than Blair, better her than another helpless human. Damn that smirk though. Heβd had his suspicions from the second Corey had told him her humanity was miraculously back on. Their day as humans had been a trip but it hadnβt been that much of a trip.
Jessica was a good liar and Corey had a soft heart.
Dave? Not so much. But he couldnβt have called her a liar without any proof. Heβd just gotten his best friend back and there was no way he was gonna mess that up, not for anyone. This though? The way she was grinning at him now, the way she was wiping the blood off his face and sucking it clean off her finger... It was obvious. Jess was a liar and Corey still had a soft heart.Β
βYouβre not gonna get away with this...game of yours, Jess. No way.βΒ