Protégé moi (in English)

~ Complimentary Documentary ~

"Hello, Y/n."

"What did you see?" I gulped, guilty. "What I was hoping to see, and why I chose to stick around." He seemed... pleased? "Well I'm Drew." He introduced himself with a wink, bringing my unsteady hand to his lips, never breaking eye contact with me. "Come, my love." He kept a hold on my hand, a gentle reminder I had no control over this situation, which I hated. I hated it a lot. What if he was a cop? What was I going to do?

We were halfway down the drive outside of school when I started to feel drowsy. As if he sensed it, he placed his arm around me and held me close as we exited the school grounds. We started to walk towards the same woods that Remington had took me to before I turned. This time, going the complete opposite way.

This way was more... untouched. Looked as if it was left a secret for probably just over a decade. It was bustling with life, but none to be seen. It felt bizarre to be here but I felt at peace. We approached a small shack. Like something a child would've valued for it's space and privacy, and the tall man just managed to get under the doorway with a slight duck. I followed him in. Inside was surprisingly clean. I would've probably been freezing if it weren't for the change.

Then it all came back to me. The boys were more than likely concerned, I vowed mentally to stay no longer than 20 more minutes, as we had already been gone for 10. "Here, watch this." He closed the door and flicked on a TV. I hadn't noticed it until the light filled the room.

I knelt down before it.

Vintage music came from the old television and black and white images started to show, like a documentary without the talking. It was hard to make out and I felt unnerved. And then a man started to talk... or rather sing.

Well, they encourage your complete cooperation
Send you roses when they think you need to smile
I can't control myself because I don't know how
And they love me for it, honestly, I'll be here for a while
So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff
Give them all that they can drink and it will never be enough
So give them blood, blood, blood!
Grab a glass because there's going to be a flood
A celebrated man amongst the gurneys
They can fix me proper with a bit of luck
The doctors and the nurses, they adore me so
But it's really quite alarming 'cause I'm such an awful fuck
(Oh, thank you)
I gave you blood, blood, gallons of the stuff
I gave you all that you can drink and it has never been enough
I gave you blood, blood, blood!
I'm the kind of human wreckage that you love

It was a jingle? When the eerie song ended the man went on about victims and how to lure them for feeding. So he did see... but I was never doing that again. I let it finish before turning to Drew. "So, now you know what to do, sweetheart." He wore a seductive smirk. Everything about the whole situation just put me off. "Well, thank you, but I need to get back to my friends now. It was a pleasure meeting you, Drew." I spoke, only to please him, I didn't want to make him angry, he intimidated me. "I can walk you back, streets are dangerous at night." He lifted me from the ground and took my hand.

Back on the way there, I started to worry. What had I gotten into?

"Well, so long, my love, we will meet again." He spoke, the word 'will' said differently, with determination. I just waved with a smile before I turned back around and entered the building.

Hey guys! I hope you're happy with this early update, I'm getting better with this schedule so I'm gonna update consistently when I can. Love you <3