The Ugly Side of Me Is Strong

Cat’s POV
I watched as he fell to the ground. He was dead. Finally. Brian stood over his body with a relieved look on his face. He looked up to me then back at the body. I stood there while he picked it up and started for the door.
He picked up the pace as a guard came rushing into the room. The guard leaped forward, standing in front of him.
It all happened so fast, almost in slow motion. The guard was in front of him. Brian dropped the body to the floor and as they fought, my eyes widen when I noticed the body starting to twitch and come to life again.
My grandfather opened his eyes and sat up, yanking the broken piece of wood from his chest, with an angered look on his face. He stood up, with the wood still in hand and before I could bat an eyelash, he shoved the already bloody piece of wood through Brian’s chest.
“Noooooooo!” I shrieked.
This couldn’t be happening. Brian dropped to his knees with a labored grunt. I couldn’t breathe.
In slow motion again, I tried to think fast which was almost impossible because I was scared out of my wits. I looked to my grandfather as he turned around and looked at me, ready to kill me. I stepped to the left, about to run when a force around my throat stopped me. His hand was around my throat, squeezing tighter and tighter. I couldn’t breathe at all. My fingers lazily grabbed for his hand as I started to slip into unconsciousness. When I thought I was surely going to die, his teeth sank deep into my neck. It wasn’t like Brian’s bite, gentle and quick. This was slow and very violent. It felt like the flesh was being ripped from my neck.
With my thoughts jumbled, and my breathing shallow, the wind quickly rushed around me as he threw me across the room into the wall. I hit my head hard and I was instantly out as I hit the floor.
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“Cat!” I heard.
Along with quick, rustling of feet around me. I slipped in and out. Someone or something was rushing around me. Glass breaking. Shrieking of the wooden furniture moving violently against the floor and crumbling. Grunts and screams. Ripping of something. Then silence. Then black again.
It felt like forever when a voice brought me out.
“Cat!! Oh God! Please! Cat!” someone said.
I knew that voice from somewhere. Who was that? Black again.
“Dammit! Come on!” the voice screamed again.
Someone was touching me. I felt like I was floating. Black again.
Someone was touching my face, kind of roughly actually. Black again.
There was a sharpness in my neck then quickly and my mouth was taken over by some kind of thick liquid and then black again.

Notes

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