short story 2
continued
warning: self harm, mild gore, violence, death
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Reflexes kicked in which led to Laurent being kicked across his bedroom.
"Wa-wait, you're a vampire?" Laurent questioned when he seen Jordan bare his fangs at him.
Jordan was still lying in bed, now dry heaving in fear of the man with the pitch black eyes, who just stuck a hand through his body.
"Ow! You're a strong one!" Laurent whined as he got up rubbing his head in circles from the pain. He began to walk back over to his own bed, Jordan still shaking, next backing up towards the headboard with the bedsheets clasped in his hands.
"Get the fuck away from me!" he yelled.
Laurent continued to draw near the cowardly vampire. "Why are you so scared of me Jordan? We were just having fun." he chuckled trying to calm Jordan down. "I'm not gonna kill you, vampires aren't really my steelo if you know what I mean." he finished standing at the rear of the bed.
"What the fuck are you?" Jordan seethed, he fangs still out on display as a warning.
"Uhh, you never seen a demon before?" Laurent said sarcastically.
For a moment, Jordan thought about Pi'erre, He didn't know exactly what Pi'erre was, but considering all the awful things he had done to Jordan, he had to be a demon.
So, from what Jordan knew about demons, he wanted no parts.
He didn't even try to collect his clothes, instead he used his super speed to try an escape through the bedroom door. However, before he could even reach the door, a naked Laurent, seemingly teleported right in front of the scared succubus.
Laurent was currently towering over Jordan, who was crouched down from running. He could feel his stomach start to churn and his legs shake in fear.
He's gonna kill me. He thought. Jordan could feel his eyes start to burn as tears filled his ducts. He was so scared; back then he was just a helpless human, but this time he's a monster, and he still can't do anything to stop it.
"Jordan." Laurent said in a calming voice. "Jordan please get up. I said i'm not going to hurt you. Why are you so scared of me." he chuckled.
"Because you're a fucking monster." Jordan muttered in a low, shaky tone.
Laurent could help but to laugh at the boy, "Me a monster? And you're not? Jordan get a fuckin' grip." He decided to give up on pursuing Jordan, moving out of his way so the coward kin to Dracula could just run away. "Fuck it. If you want to leave that bad, go. But I was gonna let you drink from me,"
Soon as as he heard the word drink, Jordan's stomach started to rumble. He forgot why he was with the man in the first place, he was hungry.
Jordan paused in his tracks thinking about the offer. If he's not lying about hurting me, then maybe I could just drink from him and never see him again.
"only, if you let me have one of those human souls inside of you."
"What?" Jordan exclaimed. He was confused. What human souls? He never took anyone's soul. What the hell was this monster talking about?
"What the fuck do you mean...souls?" He demanded, turning back around, slowly walking in Laurent's direction.
Laurent scratched his head in Jordan's anger and confusion. "Wow, you really clueless huh, vampire." He was wondering how a vampire could know so little about even his own species, and how death worked. "You know when you kill someone, you take their soul with you. And you, you must be hundreds of years old because you have tens of thousands of souls in your aura." he continued. "So, why you don't know this information, it must be because you're young, and you've been gorging your little heart out. Yet, I'm the monster."
Jordan felt a knot well up in his throat. He wanted to respond, but his mind was swirling, trying to process was Laurent just told him.
Gorging my heart out? Tens of thousands? Monster?
Those three thing kept circling his mind. He knew for a fact he didn't drink from that many people; it just doesn't make any sense. But, Laurent is a demon, so he must know what he's talking about.
"So do we have a deal, stupid vampire?"
