RATED: 17 For Vampire Violence, action, and language. 

 

A gas station, off the main road.

Dirty place, with a rusted out tin roof and toothless shop keep. 

In a dingy bathroom in the back, a fan rattling and humming in the open window, two teen aged guys argued in the dim heat of the afternoon.

 

 

 

 

" It wasn't my fault, Jack ,you KNOW that! " 

Jamie looked down at the floor, seated on the toilet in the stall, waiting for Jack to finish applying the dye to his hair. 

His own black hair was now a rich white, with honey blonde high lights, leather gloves without fingers on his hands. 

" What are we going to do? Keep running? They'll catch us in the end..."

He looked up, a single tear running down his cheek. 

" Won't they?" 

Edited February 7, 201411 yr by TheTimidLight

(Sure)

Jack cried in pain as the sun seared his back side.

Jenna shrieked: The sun shone through a slight crack in the trunk, and her face began to sizzle, the flesh searing off to reveal the dark bone beneath.

" YOU LET ME OUT OF THIS PIECE OF SHIT CAR RIGHT NOW YOU SPINELESS..." That was all she got out: her lips had melted off.

Jacks hand touched the trunks handle.