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Not Human (BoyxBoy)

2014-02-02

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Blake's p.o.v

"... And in these moments, I would ask for the husband and son to step forward." I had looked up at my dad, step dad. I was just turning fourteen the following weekend of March fifth, 2009.

I was so excited before I found out my mother had died.

Appoloin came in a blubbering mess, one of the many butlers we had pulled me out of the room. But it was to late, I had already saw it. I had already saw the blood that surrounded his mouth, arms and chest.

I was to stupid as a kid to understand. I was always stupid until Appoloin turned me.

I spent one week in bed and two weeks getting used to everything after he had turned me. Its what my mother wanted he said.

Appoloin had cancelled my birthday party, and instead took me to an illegal, underground auction where he had bought me my first blood human. He had kept me away from all the older males, occasionally growling at them if they came to close to me. I had no idea at the time it was for my protection instead of theirs.

Even though these men's insides were bathing in something I wanted, I would never be able to get at them, or a little taste of them. They were monsters in both worlds. When we had got home, I asked why they were all staring at me, why they all had those tattoos, and why they were dragging around scared and helpless looking naked boys and girls. He told me first that every vampire, when they have reached their maturing age will get one, and then it will only grown the older you get. They will only venture past your neck, like Appoloin, when your bond has died, which was a whole other topic, he would wait to explain.

When he started to undress in front of me, I started to see a number of lines patterned on his chest. He showed me where they had started when he hit his maturing age at 14. But it was going to be different for me, because I was human.

He pulled his pants off after that, leaving him in black boxer briefs. I tried not to look at him what so after, but he told me too, and then my eyes seemed to roam everywhere on his body. His tattoos were not like the men at the auction had. His were thick and covered more than half of his chest, then just his arm or leg. It went down his back to, connecting at his hips then made spirals down his legs until it stopped at his ankles, it showed signs of forming on his arm.

After someone had brought him something to lounge around in, he sat me down and started to explain how my world was going to get darker. Id learn things normal people would never know. Id have to watch who I trusted, and who to tell about me. The real me.

It was later that same night when I was rolling around in my bed wide awake and hungry. I could hear everything, my senses were going insane. I could smell the blood of the human occupants in the air. Appoloin had left but I really, really wanted blood. But the rule was only Appoloin was able to give me blood, because the number of human employees there was.

"Blake?" A maid was stupid enough to walk in with something steamy in her hands. It smelled like chocolate, "Ive made you some hot chocolate." My brows furrowed in confusion, why was she in here though? Usually Appoloin would bring it up to me. Nobody was allowed in my room at night.

I was so scared for her, and myself. I was so hungry, and I felt like I had no control over my body as I threw myself at her. The warm liquid she was carrying burned my skip as we both fell to the floor. I had experienced the first ejection of my teeth too, and it felt like a dozen razors were cutting away at my gyms.