𝑪𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚 𝑩𝒐𝒚 - 𝑻𝒐𝒎 𝑲𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒛

Dead Or Alive

"What was that?" I whisper, getting up from my spot on his couch. He catches my wrist, pulling me back down but on his lap instead. "It was probably nothing, Al. Sit back down." I shake my head slightly, feeling uneasy. A loud scream sounds from Bill's room, a slap on skin following suit. I jump.

"Tom what is that?" I look back at him, he swallows. He looks nervous. Does he know something I don't? I yank myself from his grip, walking up to Bill's room in a jog. "Baby stop, come back." Tom calls out for me, failing to stop me from turning around.

I barge through Bill's door, stopping in my tracks immediately. Bill's mouth is a foot deep in a girls neck, her blood spilling everywhere. I feel the color drain from my face when he looks up at me, his eyes red. He licks his lips, smiling. Fangs.

My heart stops when he stands up, his hands bloodied and covered in her flesh. Which by the way is everywhere. Every last bit of air slips from my lungs, I back up. Bumping into Tom, I gasp loudly. When I turn around, Tom is nearly drooling. His eyes red too.

I scream bloody murder, running down the steps. Tom snaps out of his trance, chasing after me. "Alana!" His voice scares me now, they're down right murderers! I begin to feel light-headed, stumbling on my feet before I trip. Landing on all fours. "Shit." I hear someone whisper, I continue. Crawling on my hands and knees but I don't make it.

Strong hands grab me, picking me up. I squirm and struggle, trying to get away. "G-Get off me! Murderer!" I scream, kicking their shin. It's Tom. He grunts, but he doesn't loosen his grip nor set me down. "Alana, calm down. Let me explain, please baby."

I heave for air, twisting around and pushing his arms but it's no use. "Don't call me that! I-I don't want to hear it, that girl is-" I almost gag, remembering what she looked like. Her neck wide open, insides visible. Blood pouring from her neck as Bill drank it all like nothing.

"That girl is dead because of Bill!" He sighs, throwing me onto the couch and pinning me down before I can get on my feet. I punch his chest, feeling the tears sting at my eyes. He takes every hit effortlessly, not being affected by a single one.

Tom gets fed up with me, holding my hands down. He looks down at me sternly with those big red eyes. His pupils slim like a cat's. I swallow hard, turning my head away. He forces it back, getting close. "Look at me." He demands, I squeeze my eyes closed.

"Alana please, just give me a second. Just one come on, please?" My heart aches for him, but my head is telling me what I know can't possibly be true. I slowly open my eyes, looking right into his eyes. Despite how terrified I am right now, his face still tells me he's just the same.

"W-What are you?" I whisper, he lets me go and sits back. But he doesn't get off my hips. "Okay, before I tell you anything do you promise not to run off?" I hesitantly agree, sitting up. I can't stop staring at his teeth while he talks.

"Look, I've been hiding this from you. I was afraid of this, but I'm a vampire." I widen my eyes all the way, my heart stopped I think. A vampire? He won't kill me right? "I knew you'd react like that, I'm not going to hurt you at all okay? Why would I murder the woman I love? That's a little dumb don't you think?" He smiles, I can't fight mine back at his addressing to me. Woman he loves.

He rubs my shoulders, he looks so nervous. I knew Tom was dangerous, I've always had that gut feeling. But he wouldn't hurt me, he said it himself. Bill comes down, his chin is covered in blood. I feel uneasy looking at him, but it's their nature.

"Yes Bill is also a vampire. But he won't hurt you either, I threatened him." Tom laughs a little, making me smile. "Are you sure?" I ask, feeling leery about him. Tom shifts my gaze to his, holding my face. "Yes baby, I'm sure. You've just learned to trust me, don't lose it because my brother is an idiot." He raises his voice when he insults Bill, who laughs from the kitchen.