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, 201412 yr by TheTimidLight

Hours passed. Just as the sun broke, he arrived. "Jamie." Jack said. "Let's go. You talk to him. I'll stay behind you." He got out of the car, and waited.

Jamie swallowed, and walked up to the house, an older Victorian. He rang the bell, waiting while someone stumbled down the stairs.

The door opened, a tall boy with red hair looking out.

" Andrew." Jamie said with a smile.

" Go to Hell." 

SLAM.

"Humble welcome..." Jack said. He kicked down the door. "I think we got off on the wrong foot..." He grabbed Andrew, and looked at him. "We heard you shelter people like us. We need shelter. Be a kind lad, and give it to us, won't you?" He showed a fang to intimidate. He was too tired of driving to get rejected. Also, the car was out of gas.

Andrew smiled. " You, yes, him...hell no."

Jamie rolled his eyes. " It was ONE night, Andrew..."

" YOU LEFT ME NAKED IN A CORNFIELD!! " 

Jamie smirked at Jack's uplifted eyebrow. 

" I was drunk... a little.."

He let go of Andrew, and looked at him. "You ex has run into a bit of a…problem… and he heeds your touch .... To help him." He looked at Andrew. "Now... We can take this house from you by force.... It is morning, and you look weak enough that we can just tie you to a rope and wait 3 hours... Or we can look..." He put the tips of his fingers on his chest, and burrowed them into his chest, creating punctures like bullet wonds "look deep into your heart…. And let us stay! We will pay rent, I promise..." He dug deeper. "What do you say?@

Jamie tugged Jack's arm. " Hey, easy!"

Andrew grunted, hitting the floor as Jack let him go.

" Fine..ow..god.."

Andrew rubbed his chest, his fingers coming away red.

Jamie sniffed: blood....

He started forward, fangs lowered. 

"Hey, you!" He looked at Jamie cautiously. "Calm down.... Okay?"

Jamie snarled, eyes red. " He's mine. " 

His voice was more animalistic growl than human, his veins bulging in his neck and thin arms. 

"See?" Jack said to Andrew. "He needs the touch..." He smiled at this. "He just can't get away from you!" He went to hold Jamie's hand to stop the advancement.

Jamie snarled, swiping at Jack. " It's mine! Get your own bloodbag! " 

"Hey, bro." Jack said. "He's yours, just calm down, okay!?" He got closer to him.

Jamie snarled, but quieted, fangs digging into his lips. 

" Good...his scent...."

Jamie rushed, grabbing Andrew, who screamed and beat at him.

" Just let me suck you dry! That's all I want! " Jamie yelled, trying to get purchase.

" Get him off...help! " 

Jack yanked Jamie off him, and punched Jamie out. There was an akward silence. "So…" Jack said "…You got a vampire psychologist? Cause I sincerely cannot keep punching him out."

Andrew nodded. " Yeah.... we do. What is WRONG with him? He was normal when we made..." Andrew blushed a deep red. " When we last spoke." He corrected himself. 

"All I know, is he started fasting for god knows what, and the rest you can find out about in the news." He looked at him. "By the way. I am a vampire, I've had those phases. You can't disgust me." He picked Jamie up. "Room please."

" Top floor. As for " Phases ", ask Jamie about Carol sometime. "

He pointed. " On the left, second door. " 

"Thanks." He went to the room, and placed Jamie on the bottom of the bunk bed. He went downstairs. "Hey!" He said to Andrew. "Help me with my bags, ok?"

" I'm not a slave. " 

 

 

 

Jamie slept, dreaming of Carol, his girlfriend...Carol the vampire....

and blood.... hers...driving him insane....

slowly....

Jack got the bags, and brought the bags put to the room. "Jamie?" He said quietly, checking to see if he woke up.

Andrew watched Jack leave, liking him.

He followed, silently creeping up the stairs. 

" Jamie?"

 

 

 

Jamie rolled over, but slept on, dreaming, as Jack dumped the bags. 

 

 

Andrew crept up, and gave Jack a quick goose. 

"Agh!" Jack said, contains his scream. "What the hell, man? He's sleeping!"

Andrew stepped back. " Sorry...I..." He blinked. " You seemed cute. I'll just...go.."

 

Jamie muttered in sleep, rolling about in bed, moaning. 

"If you want," he said. "If you want…we can go into another room…"

" Naw...it's weird, kinda. "

Andrew looked at Jamie. " Take care of him: he's more important. " 

He looked away. " He needs help. Bad. I've seen it before... Bloodlust..." 

"Bloodlust? " Jack said. "That has- you'd have to fast for soo long... God knows how long he'd not eaten before he told me..." He looked at him. "You have to help me on this... We should watch his sleeping patterns, check what he mutters."