𝑪𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚 𝑩𝒐𝒚 - 𝑻𝒐𝒎 𝑲𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒛

His Nature

(HEAVY GORE ACTION - MENTIONS OF BONES, FLESH, BLOOD - BE AWARE!!)

*4 months later*

Watching Tom, his eyes look almost dazed by now. He's only had 2 drinks. He looks over at me, smiling sweetly. Glancing at my empty martini glass. "Why don't you get another drink, baby?" He asks, his words slowly beginning to slur over time.

Bill sits next to him, Natalie at his other side. "Okay." I say simply, getting up. Walking my way to the bar, I feel Tom's eyes on me and he must be getting drunk, he'd usually follow me. I stand near a guy at the bar, sitting alone. After a moment, the bartender notices me.

The older man walks over, smiling politely. "What can I get for you ma'am?" I bite my lip, glancing at the little handheld menu by my arm. Noticing the first thing that looks good. "Can I get a bloody mary please?"

The man nods, walking away. I stand nervously, feeling so vulnerable without my protective man by my side. The boy next to me scoots down a chair, smirking. "Hey beautiful, what brings you here?" I glance up at him, his blue eyes stare right into mine in a way I don't like. I chew on the inside of my cheek, looking away and keeping my head low. Refusing to look up at him.

"I-I just wanted another drink." The boy chuckles, leaning closer. I step back, still not lifting my head up. "Oh yeah? Are you here alone tonight?" He waits impatiently for an answer, getting in my face. I push his chest back, he was too close. I get a whiff of his cologne, jolting around. There he is, angrily staring at the boy who looks back unamused. Tom's hands place themselves on my shoulders firmly.

"No, she isn't. Head on back to your little spot 2 seats down." I snuggle back into Tom, watching as the boy gives Tom attitude, scooting back down. Tom starts to walk towards him but I stop him with a tug at his bicep. "He's not worth it." I mouth, Tom turns back around and gets one last look before my drink gets handed to me.

"That'll be €1.83 please." The old man tells kindly, I nod and reach in my purse but Tom stops me. Leaning down, he pecks my cheek. "I'll pay, honey." I blush at the name, zipping my purse back up as Tom digs out his wallet and his card. I wait patiently, resting my head on his arm. He's been working out even more lately, and god he is not small anymore.

His arms are so muscluar, and in the one other time we've done the devil's tango, he's nearly crushed me. But I'm not complaining. I like having a tall, vampire boyfriend. Because the fun part is, no one knows he's a vampire except Natalie, obviously Bill, and me. And Georg too.

He's never brought someone home like Bill did thank god, I guess that's better than Bill's habit. Which he still does but I'm immune by now. Tom takes me back to our spot, holding me under his arm. He's a little drunk but he still has that protectiveness over me. I thank god for that.

He leans down, pressing a kiss on my temple. "Everything okay, baby?" Tom's words slur a bit, everyone begins looking at me. And that makes me squirmy. "Yeah." He smiles, resting his head on mine. Rubbing my shoulder lovingly.

"I love you, Al." He whispers in my ear, squeezing me. I grin, leaning up and kissing his lips. Tasting the bitter taste of his beer. He smirks on my lips, going in for another when I pull away. This one more passionate, so passionate he had to set down his drink. Cupping my face, he kisses me harshly. I know what he's doing, but I don't mind.

"I love you too, Tom." I whisper on his lips, looking up at him. Our foreheads touching. He snickers, going back to kissing me. Slipping his tounge in my mouth, I hold his neck as he leans me back on the bench of the bar, tilting his head to the side to get further into me.