"Hey, get off of her!" he screamed, running forward and knocking over the two men attacking her. "I said get off of her!" He ducked as one of them tried to hit him but he quickly managed to throw down down the attacker. "Hey, are you alright?" he asked, kneeling down to her. "Jesus Christ, what did they do to you?" He wiped off the blood from her face and removed the chains. "Holy fuck, they did a number on you. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I just need to feed," she said, slowing getting up.
He held her up and wiped off more of the blood running down her cheeks. "We need to get you to the hospital and fast."
"No, no, just need to go to Sookie's. She can help me," she said, standing as gracefully as she could.
He finally sat back took off his helmet, shaking his hair loosely to fix the matted mess. "Well, where would she be?"
"At Merlott's probably." She looked away from him and saw the motorcycle that was flung to the ground in his posthaste to help her. "What are you? A superhero or something?"
He shook his head as he picked up his bike. "Or something," he shrugged.
For the photos: post/30502883826/hey-get-off-of-her-he-screamed-running