(Y/N)'s POV
Standing against the locked door with the corpse of a total stranger behind me, I couldn't help but think of what I'm supposed to do to contain myself.
That's it — I'm gonna run away. I can't be here anymore. Not when I'm a danger to the people around me. I couldn't help but think of drinking their blood every time. I can't go a day without it.
It's been months since I got bit by a vampire and it's been a dreadful ride. A lot of people watch movies about vampires, wishing they had their strength and powers. I'll admit, it does have its perks. But this is not one of those times. Not when you feel like drinking blood every night.
"(Y/N/N)? Are you in there?" says a voice I know to be too familiar. Hailee, my girlfriend.
I jump at the door instantly being dragged out of my thoughts. "Umm... just a second!" I call out, trying to figure out where I'm supposed to hide the body. As long as I know where it'll be hidden, the ways as to how won't be a problem. Not when I've got the speed to cover it all.
I rack my brain trying to figure out where I'm supposed to hide the body. I then see that there's enough space under the bed. "I'll be right there!" I call out. I'm pretty sure she's already suspicious.
I hide the body under the bed as quickly as my speed could let me, and I compose myself before reaching for the door lock. Something stops me. Something tells me that I shouldn't open the door. I hold onto the key that's still within the door lock, deciding what my next move should be.
Judging from the way I'm heavily breathing, I can only tell that I want more blood. Hailee has blood. I don't want to harm her. Not at all.
"You done in there?"
"Umm... yeah. Just one more second." I say. I want to open the door, I want her in my arms. The only problem is that if she is in my arms in this moment, she'll end up just like the body under the bed.
"Are you okay, (Y/N)? You've been acting weird all night." Hailee asks through the door. I listen to her in absolute agony. Words couldn't describe how much I'd wanted to hold her in that moment. I could do it. I could open the door and she could come in to hold me. The only barrier is the wooden door between us.
"I'm just... it's nothing. I'll be right there." I tell her. "Well, I'll wait for you then."
Shit.
"I'll be right there. You don't have to."
"I know. But I want to." Hailee says, voice soft yet so stern. The kind of voice that lets you know she's got a heart but you can't argue either.
"Y'know what, open the door. Please, (Y/N)."
"I can't do that."
"Why not?" I hear her question and I ponder if I should tell her why. But what'll she say when she finds out she's been dating a vampire for the past few months?
"Hailee, please don't make this any harder." I plea and try to reason with her. She wouldn't budge. My pulse was rising and my urge for human blood grew even deeper.
"What is there to make hard? What're you not telling me?" My heart breaks at what I'm listening to. All these past few months I've only kept her in the dark. I've been sneaking out at night to drink some blood. At times where I couldn't get human blood, I'd run over deer in headlights. I'd suck theirs then.
"Hailee, please. I—"
