Bloody Flowers (solangelo vampire AU)

Will throws yogurt on the floor

TW: Suicidal thoughts, kidnapping, fighting, violence. 

A/N: Well this is early, It's also unedited so.... enjoy that. Oh also it's quite a bit dramatic. It's fun I promise ❤️ ALSO THERE'S BREIF MENTION OF THROWING UP! it's in these things **** so just skip it 

WILL POV

I feel like a piece of pasta.

One that fell off the fork and dried up on the ground.

The pain of yesterday has become numb at this point, to where I can't even remember what It felt like, but the images of yesterday are burned into my eyes.

The way Nico seemed to snap in and out of consciousness, the way I begged him to stop and he didn't.

He almost killed me. He promised I'd be okay, and then he almost killed me.

That's what I get for trusting a vampire I guess. I thought he actually cared, but I guess he just wanted me to behave while he sucked me dry.

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I'm too weak to move much, but I slowly push myself up against the back of the bed. I feel like throwing up. My head is spinning and I feel completely limp, like I've been completely cut off from my body. I hold my head over the edge of the bed and finally throw up. The vomit splashes a bit and lays on the stone floor, sinking into the crevices and cracks.

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Disgusting, but I'm in too much pain to care.

I have no idea what time it is due to the lack of windows, but it's been awhile, and Nico still hasn't brought me any food.

Even in my head, his name feels wrong now, Like he's no longer a person to me, he's just a beast. One that's just wanted my blood from the start. It was naive to think otherwise.

I push myself up and notice a small note on the desk near the door. I slowly force myself over there and into the wooden chair.

Like I thought, there's a note sitting on the desk, in neat cursive handwriting it says:

"There's food for you in the fridge, don't eat too fast, I'll be arriving soon to talk about yesterday, deepest apologies, Nico Di Angelo."

I swallow hard. I don't ever want to see him again, let alone soon.

I reach up to touch my neck. It's been bandaged now but by the feel of it it's probably pretty bad right now.

I never should have agreed to this, he gave me a choice. Was it not really a choice? Probably, but still I agreed. I wanted to help him. I didn't want him to die because of me, but obviously he couldn't care less about killing me.

I feel so ducking stupid.

I walk over slowly to the fridge. It opens with a satisfying blast of cold air. Inside is some yoghurt, the expensive organic kind, and a variety of fruit. I pour some blueberries and strawberries into the yoghurt and eat it slowly, not because Nico told me to, but because I was going to do it anyway. I finish the yogurt and lay it on the ground, If that Vampire is going to torture and kidnap me he can deal with picking up my trash.

There's a knock on the door. Speak of the devil (literally). Nico walks in slowly, avoiding my eyes by looking around the room. His eyes go wide.

"You threw up? What happened? Are you okay?" He takes a step towards me but I scootch away from him. He stops walking. He stares at me for a solid minute then starts reaching towards my neck. I slap his hand away, with a loud snap. He looks surprised but not hurt.