Unedited. Please read the author's note at the end. I have an idea I want to try;)
Warning: explicit language, reader discretion advised
My head ached as my eyes squinted at the light upon my awakening. As I leaned forward to get in a sitting position on the red couch I was on, I felt a burning pain on my neck. My hand made contact with the source of my pain,sealed off by a bandage.
My hazel eyes skimmed the household I was in. Black carpets with velvet interior design and granite coffee table. There was a six bookshelves that filled around the perimeter of the room with novels that could easily take seven lifetimes to finish.
Where was I?
The stinging on my neck rose once again as I flinched in pain.
And what happened to Marcus?
An agonizing scream suddenly echoed throughout the home as I jumped at the sudden interruption of solemn silence.
My heart pounded as I got to my bare feet against the black carpet and ran towards the source of the scream. The voice. I knew it.
His scream emitted again as I tackled against the door to gain entry. I ran further down the empty hall, my red hair whipping around in it's pony tail.
My hand cling against the wound on my neck as the scream repeated, louder than before.
Luke
My hands tossed open the next door as I ran into the room where the scream was at it's strong. I froze at the sight before me.
The room I entered was a kitchen. Dark granite tops with silver appliances. The floor converted from a carpet to a soft maroon tile, matching with the wall paint.
At the glass kitchen table was none other than the blue haired vampire himself, Michael. His hand gripped upon the wooden stake that was lodged into the back of shirtless, bloody Luke who cried out with every small tug on the table.
"You're such a bitch", Michael teased as he attempted to pull out the stake only to be met with another painful outburst by his companion.
"I have an idea," Luke said angrily, "how about I stick that stake far up your ass, close enough to your heart so you can understand the pain I am feeling".
Upon Luke's words, Michael tapped the stake with his finger making the stake go further in the blonde hair's body, causing a breathless gasp and terror to arise from Luke.
"Oops," Michael teased. "Fuck you", Luke grunted.
Michael then turned to me, finally acknowledging my presence. "Ah Katherine," he said with a mischievous, youthful smile, "I see sleeping beauty has finally waken from her slumber". Luke groaned, making debate if he was acknowledging me or the pain.
Michael turned back to Luke and crossed his arms. "Alrighty my little chihuahua", he said rather condescendingly, "here's the thing. That little piece of wood needs to come out. And if you keep moving around screaming like a preacher at his daughter's strip club, it may find it's way into your heart, which as you can probably guess is a no no".
Luke's back went up and down, in sync with his heavy breathing. "Just get this son of a bitch out of me"!
Michael then shooed Luke like he was a four year old at church as he patted the blonde's cheek playfully. "Now, now. We are going to have to do this right. If I use my superhuman strength, smaller shards my find themselves being left behind, which will only cause more anxiety. And yet, you can't sit still for me to slowly pull out the little shit which may force it in your heart". Even with his back to me, I knew Mikey had a smile upon that handsome face.
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Poison《Vampire Luke Hemmings》
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] My breathing increased as I could feel my body tremble from the monster in front of me. He smirked and took pleasure in my fear as he backed me into the wall. He grabbed my arm with strong force and squeezed, releasing my blood from the...
