Available Darkness Season 2

been stuffing inside for a year, and even before then. She told Katya about her parents dying, her uncle Frank selling her, and her abuse at the hands of Randy Webster. Katya listened intently, saying all the right things, and offering something Abigail had never had — a female she could turn to for support.
    Crying softened pressure on Abigail’s soul.
    Outside, rain began to pelt the windows, and with it, Abigail surrendered to more tears. She shuddered with relief that there was finally someone in the world who understood her, or at least willing to listen to the splinters of a calloused life. She sobbed and spoke more, until she finally finished a thousand pounds lighter.
    “Wow,” Katya said, sitting just two feet across from her on the floor. She looked like she wanted to hug Abigail, to offer comfort, but now knew better. “I don’t know what to say. I’m so sorry you’ve gone through so much.”
    “You believe me, then?” Abigail asked.
    “Yes,” Katya nodded.
    Abigail fell into a fresh heave. Her head throbbed, and it felt like she was floating in an ocean, out of control.
    “I don’t feel so good,” she said, trying to stand.
    Halfway up, Abigail fell to the floor, hands and elbows breaking her fall with a jolt of pain to her brain. “Call Larry,” she said, her voice barely a whisper.
    Katya stood, ran into the living room where she’d left the phone, dialing on her way back into the kitchen. “What’s wrong?” she asked Abigail.
    Abigail couldn’t talk, though. She felt weak and empty. Her eyes closed, plunging her world to black. Her ears begged for scraps, though every sound felt like it was happening beneath a turbulent sea.
    Katya said, “Larry, it’s Katya. Something’s wrong with Abigail! She’s lying on the floor and is passed out! I don’t know what to do! I know about her real condition. Call me, please!”
    “I called him, but he didn’t answer. I left a voice mail,” she said to Abigail.
    Abigail blinked her eyes back to open. Everything was a blur. She remembered John at the hotel after he’d blasted Larry, and how weak he had become.
    What was it Larry said? Oh yeah … that John was starving and when he woke, he would attack anyone or anything he saw.
    Oh, no.
    The hunger stirred within Abigail. The Darkness within, uncoiling, wanting to reach out for Katya.
    Abigail opened her mouth, “Go,” she said.
    Katya leaned down, “What, Abi?”
    Abigail felt Katya’s warmth, life beckoning like garlic frying in oil.
    No, no, no, not Katya.
    “Run,” she said, or thought she did. The truth was haze as she faded in and out. Every time she opened her eyes, Katya was somewhere else in the kitchen. Every step echoed loudly, as if caroming between canyon walls.
    Go, get out.
    Talani was back.
    “You must feed, Abigail, or you will die.”
    No. I’m not killing her.
    “You’ll die, Abigail. You don’t have much time. I can feel you weakening.”
    I don’t care. No more death.
    “Take her, Abigail. She’s exactly what you need. Look at her — she’s lived a happy life. Think of all the miserable people you’ve killed. How much of their pain you’ve soaked like a sponge. Feeding on her will bring you happiness.”
    No! She’s my friend.
    “You really think she can be friends with you? Look at her, Abigail. Look at her long and hard and tell me you don’t see fear staring at you. She will never see you the same way after tonight. Trust me. Your friendship is over. She’s scared of you.”
    Abigail opened her eyes, and saw Katya standing at a distance, but couldn’t see more than a blur.
    “You’re going to die, Abigail. Get up now. Feed!”
    No. I’m not killing her.
    “She’s not your friend. You can’t be friends with humans. They don’t understand you. They can’t understand you. Look inside her mind and you will see yourself as she sees you. You will see a monster.”
    Shut up.
    Abigail tried to stand, but fell again. Katya rushed over. “I’m calling an ambulance,” she said.
    “You can’t,” Abigail tried to reply, but couldn’t open her mouth. She shook her head no, put the phone down .
    If an ambulance came, she was dead. She wasn’t sure how she knew, but she did. Either they’d discover what she was, or she’d be found by Omega, or she’d be passed out in a hospital bed when the morning sun rose and she burst into flames.
    No, no.
    “You can’t call!” Abigail cried out to Katya’s back. Katya was either ignoring her or