P.S. I'm A Creature (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 24

Ok, guys. I HAVE BIG NEWS! This is the last chapter of this book. (Cue boos and sobs). I know I'm sorry, but it had to be the end, but I want to take a poll. In the comments please say if you want a sequel or a prequel. I have ideas, but I need to know if my fans want a sequel or a prequel. You can't have both (sorry) because I want to focus on other works as well. So, just vote and I'll make it happen.

Peace, Viktor.

Viktor's P.O.V

My soul was dead. Emptiness was all I felt as I dug my nails into his neck. The warmth that I desperately clung to was nothing more than a drug now, making me into a crazed junkie.

"Viktor, we were meant to be together. I'm immortal...and your illness has no cure." Aaron coughed out, blood dripping down his mouth as it curved into a wide smile.

"Shut. Up." I growled under his breath as I leaned down to lick crimson from the other's neck.

I hated how obsessed I was. Aaron was my enemy, the person who murdered my mother. But now, here I was, drinking from him like a filthy dog.

"Think about it. Kenny is dead. He's gone. He'll never come back. But I will always stay by your side. I'll never leave you."

Aaron stared at me, the same wide smile he had when we first met. Caked blood covered his face and body, making him seem so red...and unreal. No normal person should have this much blood on them.

Then again, I was the one who caused it.

"Why won't you just die?..." I yelled out, my voice breaking in desperation.

I hated the smug look he gave me. I hated how I would never truly have my revenge. Aaron will never die. He will never leave me alone until I disappear from this world, and the idea that everything that happened was my fault. Kenny died. Aaron became insane. The creatures that I befriended were exposed to this lifestyle. And...I couldn't face my father. He won. Aaron won. And all I was left with is the blood lust that I wanted to abandon.

"Viktor...you can still be with me. I can be your punching bag."

Staring at the red-streaked blonde, I realized how much he actually took away my anger. Forcing it out all on him helped relieve myself a bit, but I knew it would be back.

"What if...I just kill myself?" I muttered softly, hoping that Aaron wouldn't hear my pathetic rant.

"You won't. I know you."

"Oh yeah?"

I threatened, walking towards the mutilated guard I left near the entrance. Once my illness had subsided, I realized how much of a monster I truly was. Just seeing the torn apart chest and the half eaten heart made me want to just vomit.

"What are you doing, Viktor?" His voice trembled at the sight of me grabbing the hand gun.

The weight seemed off by how small it was in my hands. It seemed scarier up close, almost like a snake you see from afar. The realization of how powerful it was never really appears until you confront it straight on.

And that's exactly what I did as I held it close, the barrel pressing against the side of my head.

"Viktor! Stop! You still have me! We can still be together!" Aaron finally began to struggle against the bonds. His eyes were wide with insanity, with fear at the thought of losing his only family.

"No."

The gun felt heavier the more I thought about my choice. Killing myself was the obvious choice. I wouldn't harm anyone. I would be free. I-