late night drifts

this isn't you

Author's note
fuck. well. sorry i haven't updated in a billion years but here i am, also i saw that comment where i called Slade Anakin....LIKE FUCK. thta's my bad but anyways, thank you for all the comments, i love reading them!

Ace' pov

I try and fail at new ways to bring Mattheo back from the hole he's stuck in. It been weeks, and nothing's worked. And i near to giving up all together. Langdon hasn't put in effort since the night he fed from me...i don't blame him. But Mattheo is his brother. On another note, Slade and Pansy broke up. I found that out by Draco and Octave...they've become...close. I finally decided i will talk to Slade, before the fight, i was his best friend, and he was mine. I truly miss him. I won't apologize. He doesn't deserve one, i do.  But i won't let that get in the way.

I take a deep breathe as i walk up to Slade. He was with Draco and Blaise. I tap his shoulder and he turned and looked surprised.

"Can i speak to you?" I firmly ask.

"U-uh sure." He replies with a stutter.

We walk into the hall and he stands there looking down at me, i missed his eyes. His beautiful eyes.

"I heard you and Pansy broke up." I blankley state.

"If that's what you pulled me out here for-"

"Um no like i wanna talk about that bitch." I scoff, he lets out a small laugh.

"Well what is it you wanted to talk about?"

"Us. I honestly miss being your best friend Slade, and i want to be able to talk to you again."

"I miss you too Ace, so much i can't possibly put it into words. And i am so sorry for everything iv'e said. I wish i could take it all back. I hate myself for the way i hurt you." He whimpered as a tear strolled down his face.

I hugged him. So tight. He wrapped his arms around my neck, i wrapped my hands around his waist. I knew he was hurting, i could always tell.

Later that day...

I heard a knock at my door, i looked at Octave and she shurgged. I open the door and see Mattheo and i try to shut the door but he put his  hand on it to stop it from slamming in his face.

Shit. I thought.

"Why hello ladies." He smirked.

"What the hell do you want dick." I sternly say with my arms crossed.

"Whoa don't get all stiffy, we both know your too nice to be the bad guy. So stop trying, i know you've been trying to bring me back from the edge. It is truly pathetic if you ask me."

"No, it means that i'm strong enough to fight for you. But recently, it seems like it's useless. So do whatever the fuck you want because i'm not going to try and save someone who doesn't want to be saved. I so much more than i human blood bag and the old you would fucking know that but guess what this isn't you. THIS you is the worst version of yourself and somehow, deep down, you know that i'm right. You can't change the way i feel torward you. And you'll realize i'm worth it. So fuck you Mattheo, honeslty, fuck you."

He stood there in silence for a minutes but then a smirk grew, "I can't change the way you feel about me hm?" He snaped and i feel hands on my shoulders pushing me into him, he turns me so my back is on his chest, and his arm around my neck. I see Octave with  a blank expression, she was being controlled by Mattheo.

"Darling would you mind invitng me in?"

"I invite you in." Octave said stepping aside.

He walked in with me still in the tight grasp. "Now leave us and forget this ever happened" and she obeyed.

"You really think i change the way you feel about me?" He whispered into my ear as he stroked my hair, i struggle to get out of his grasp but he was too strong. Then he bit his wrist, making it bleed and she shoved his wrist to my mouth making me drink his blood. I mumble trying to spit it out, no use. I had to swallow. He let go of me as i stumbled awaym gasping, gaging, trying to get the blood up. I knew what would happen if i were to die and my stomach sank.

"Get away from me.." I started but he appeared right in front of my face with his hands on my face about to sna my neck.

"Wait." I say. I don't think as i pull his face torward mine and i kiss him. He was reluctent at first, then his lips melted into mine like they used to. I pull away slowly and look into his eyes, hoping i'd see life them again. Nothing. No emotion. He smirked and stepped away. He turned his back away from me and walked torward the door. He was about to leave then he turned like lighting and threw something at me i look down to see a huge wooden stake in my stomach, i fall to the ground holding it. I tilt my head up and see the door open with no Mattheo.

I grunt as i reach my arm over to the other and push the button on the braclet. God Langdon, please be wearing the braclet. And within seconds we stopped in front of my door, eyes wide open. He rushes in and closes the door, and locks it.

"No no no no...'' He yells trying to cup me in his arms.

"You c-can't let m-e d-ie Langdon...Mattheo..m-ade me dr-rink his bl-ood.."

"Shit, i um okay okay.."

He starts to murmer a spell, the stake lifts out of my slowly. I scream in pain. I look up to see the stake in the air and i feel the wound closing. Mattheo burts through the door and snaps Langdon's neck, making the stake fall to the ground, and the wound to open back up.

"NO! LANGDON!! NO!" I scream in tears as i crawl to him. He was dead. Truly dead. I lost him. Forever.

"Oh don't be so depressed, he'll be back."

"W-what?"

"he didn't tell you? oh how's that for trust, well he's a haritic. A vampire AND a wizard."

"You're lying."

"You think? Ask him when he gets up then, ooo but then again, you'll probably be dead by then, then you won't be. But we can't have him waking up before you die so let's go, come on" He says, picking me up into a bridal position. I scream like i was being tortured.

"That was my ear, thank you." He rolls his eys and he vamps to this cellar.

"Look familiar? Yeah it was the one you guys were going to keep me in, thank god i got out, yeah Octave helped with that." He winked as he set me down.

I pull the stake out as i try not to scream. I try to say a spell, but i couldn't get one word out without stuttering. The room was bcoming darker and darker i could feel myself slipping away, i could hear the muffled sounds of Mattheo's voice. My eyes were becoming heavy as i start to drift away and finally. Nothing. I was dead.