Among Us (boyxboy) [ON HOLD]

Chapter 57 - For Me

It's true that we drink blood. It's also true that we have to. But not all of us need it the same. I only rarely need blood. I know vampires that need it every other day at least. It varies. But some of us also need human food. It's like you need your veggies, we just need blood.

I know it's gruesome and I know it's not alright in some ways. I also know you probably don't want to hear this.

Forgive me.

Do you remember Jamie? He barely drinks blood and when he does, it's out of the person's free will. Not all of us are insane. Remember that, Duncan.

We haven't survived this long just on our own. Like I said, some of Jamie's customers are aware and never felt the need to run. They come back. Remember that too, Duncan.

I wasn't quite sure how much time had passed when I left my room again, nor did I care. My mind had been circling around various things the whole time, not giving me time to rest, not sparing me for even a second.

My mother seemed not to be here, so I slowly made my way to the kitchen. I was tired. Sleep hadn't really been an option. My legs barely managed to drag my body to get myself some food.

I was eating, but apparently, my stomach didn't really agree. It seemed that the time I had spent in my room had been longer than I had initially thought.

The front door opening sounded too loud in the silence that hung over the house. I didn't bother turning my head. It could only be my mother.

"Duncan"
I stilled immediately. Now I wanted to turn around, but I didn't dare to at the same time. What was he doing here? He hadn't bothered to show up for so long, why now?

"Father" My voice was empty and I wasn't even trying.

He walked around me, forcing me to look at him.

"What do you want?" I asked him. There was nothing much for him to say to get me to forgive him.

He had disappeared about a week after it had all been revealed. He had left no note, hadn't told anyone anything.

It was probably partly the reason my mother had just snapped.

"I'm sorry." He sounded tired, but honest, and it didn't matter to me one bit.

"What do you want?" I repeated, trying to sound firmer this time. I had no time for his apologies. In truth, I had all the time in the world. I was only allowed to go outside on my mother's terms and staying here only helped drive me mad. What I really didn't have was the will to give him time.

"Duncan, please listen, I-"

"What do you want!" I was screaming now. I didn't want this to affect me this much, I wanted to be as indifferent I was trying to make myself believe I was. Only, I wasn't succeeding. At least with him gone, I had been able to halfway convince myself that he might not be as bad as mother had been acting. Now though, reality hit me straight in the face yet again.

"Okay. I, I want to come back home. I know what I did wasn't right, but please trust me."

"Trust you?!" I was staring in his eyes now, suddenly an unbelievable anger just spread and spread in my body, boiling under my skin as if wanting to break free.

"How the hell do you want me to trust you?! My own mother decided that not letting me leave the house, imprisoning me in my own home was a good choice, that sending me to a psychiatrist to try and find out if I knew anything, that using me, was a good idea! You left me with her! You didn't even tell me anything! You left me! Even worse, you left her, too! She is your wife, the woman you love, how can you just leave her! I'm not the crazy one here, god dammit, I may be damaged, but neither of you are helping me! All of you are just making it worse! And no one, no one is even listening!"