Yes, I have an addiction but not with the drug you may think.
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Once the door opened someone entered and they smelt oh so good, like a forest in the middle of night. I stumbled toward the guy that entered the room, I was too hazed to make out what the guy looked like. All I knew was that I needed his blood.
I ended up kissing him to activate my powers to hopefully hypnotize him. Dammit, why isn't it working. My only option next was to seduce him. I trail the kiss down toward his neck, waiting for him to get into the kiss before I open my mouth to hopefully take a bite.
"No you can't have any," he said pushing me away slightly.
"Dammit, I need your blood" I let my fangs out and reached out to bite him, I noticed something metal holding me back. Is that a metal arm, kinda looks like Bucky's . . . This is Bucky, you nitwit. My eyes widened at the realization. "No no no nonono" I slowly descended dragging my arms down his chest. I was sobbing at this point.
"Why does this always come back, why canxt I live normally" I cry wanting an answer.
Similar to a vampire I drink blood but I don't need it to live, but it's extremely easy to get addicted to.
I was sitting there on the ground crying and yelling, suffering the worst withdrawal any human has.
"It tastes so good, I need it, I need the blood" I cry, trying to convince byself that it is good to drink.
"No no, you want it," Bucky said holding onto me. I was having a mental and physical battle with myself, the devil and the angel never wanting to get along. At this point I was yelling at the voices to shut up, and crying at how much my throat hurt.
"Shhh, you can make it through," Bucky said trying to help me fight the voices. He was holding onto me from behind so I couldn't bite him, and so he could hold my arms down.
After a while of me, squirming trying to get out of his grasp led to minor injuries on me. In the end I ended up tiring myself out and I fell asleep in Bucky's arms.
Bucky's POV
When I noticed she had fallen asleep I slowly put her on her bed making sure not to wake her up and made my way to the common room.
After a while, Siarás made her way to the bar toward the back of the common room.
"What are you doing," I asked her concerned.
"Isn't it obvious, I'm getting a drink"
"You can't trade an addiction for another"
"Sure you can" She responded whilst downing a full cup of tequila like it was water.
"You're going to get alcohol poisoning," Tony said reaching for the bottle. I stare up at him.
"Me, a modern day vampire, alcohol poisoning you make me laugh" I fake a laugh before I down the rest of the bottle.
"Why would tha--" Tony was saying when I could only hear one thing, A heartbeat. One very sweet smell invading most of my senses.
"Loki, leave" I could barely hear Bucky over the sound of Loki's heart-breaking rhythm I had come accustomed to.
"Why woul~ oh," Loki says as he looks at me. Before I knew it, I was right in front of him. And then I couldn't move. I started crying knowing full well that this addiction has taken over.
"Please kill me, I don't want to hurt anyone anymore. Please it'll be easier for both of us" I say in between my quiet sobs.
"Why would I want to do that. Love, you were one of the few people I loved and cared about" Loki mentioned. He and I have been in a relationship with Bucky for about a year now, the best year of my life. But I ruined it when I tried to change for the better, my addiction wouldn't leave me alone.
When I had bit Loki in my sleep, I decided from then on I would have to get rid of my addiction. That means for now I can't be around him for long periods of time, since Asgardian blood is a thousand times more delicious than humans.
"Even after I drained most of your blo~"
"Yes, Bucky and I will always love you" Loki interrupted putting his hands on my shoulders to calm me down.
"Lock me up, anyone can visit me, but I have no chance of hurting anyone" I blurted out, looking straight up at Loki. My eyes filled with pain.
"Deal" Tony, Bucky, Nat, and Loki said at the same time. I had been begging each of them to kill me for a couple of months now before the withdrawal got too bad.
Loki slowly released me from the magic.
"One sec, I have to grab something," I say as I slowly walk to the bar. Once I got to the bar I down more alcohol, immediately feeling the effects this time. "Ok now we can go" I start to slur my words from the alcohol intake.
"You are going to kill yourself," He responded helping me get to my new 'room'.
"Naw, the withdrawal is doing something like dat already," I told Tony.
"What the hell, I will never know how you work,"
"Neither will I,"
