WHY? (vampire.H.S)

Mėęt

Harry P.O.V
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My footsteps dented into the brittle gravel beneath my feet, making a satisfying crunch resulting from the old leaves scattered around the ground. An obvious sign for the coming of autumn.
And because of this, the weather was chilly. Accompanying harsh winds that almost sliced straight through me.

I struggled to walk on the uneven ground, every couple of minutes or so stumbling on a stray stone. There wasn't anyone around, at least as far as I can see. Oh wait. I could barely see because my neighborhood seemed to fall asleep and shut down the lights at the exact same time.

There wasn't a single window that showed a hint of life, I could only imagine the type of teenagers that slept around that time. I mean it was late, but not for people my age. This was when we are most active anyway.

I lived in a poor and quite neighborhood, it wasn't the best place to live but it definitely wasn't the worst. There weren't any streetlights or stores. Just a bunch of old, rusty buildings piled up together except for small alleys in between was what formed bay street.

The nearest grocery store was on a whole other street, a 10 minute walk, which was where I'm heading.
I pulled out my phone and opened the flashlight, shining it ahead of me to show the way. Who knows maybe I'll step on a dead rat or something. Anything was possible here.

All in all, I didn't  really give a flying fuck about this place. Luckily, I'll be leaving for my first day of uni tomorrow and I honestly couldn't be happier.

I'm just hoping that my parents don't decide to be extra passionate and give me weekly visits, I can't wait to get out of here.
Independence. What a treat that would be. wake up and sleep whenever I want, eat whatever I want, fuck whoever I want...almost seems too good to be true.

A few minutes later, I spotted a group of guys lounging around an alley, they were all facing each other ; standing in a circular position. Their identical clothing , black hoodies and slacks; led me to assume that they were a gang.
They seemed to be having a conversation and I was more than happy to stay out of their business.

I quickened my steps as I neared them, looking at my shoes and keeping to myself. Trying to look anywhere but at them. The last thing I needed was getting robbed, it would be their loss anyway ; if they thought a Nokia phone and 10 bucks were worth stealing.

One of the guys glanced at me briefly, obviously because of the sound of my shoes against the ground. I saw him whisper inaudible words to the group before they all turned to stare as well.

Something about them terrified me, and it wasn't because I could get robbed. Hell, I was once in a gang myself but the way they looked at me..it was just..like a lion stalking its prey, I shuddered as I passed by them.

"Hey.." I heard a deep voice say. Reluctantly stopping in my tracks, I looked back at the group, more importantly at the guy who spoke. he was unusually pale and had a thick accent. His posture was comfortable and strong, as if he owned the place, as if I'm just a mere visitor.

My mouth refused to reply, I simply waited until he stated what he wanted.
"Mind getting me that cigarette pack?" He said, hands resting in his pockets.

I let out a low chuckle, "what cigarette pack?"

"That one" he pointed at my feet.

I peered down and real enough, there was a cigarette pack right in front of my feet. I could've sworn it wasn't here before, I was watching the street the entire time.

Hesitantly, I bent down and grabbed it in one swift motion and then walked over to him and the other guys. My arm extended for him to take it.

The situation was unnerving, because they were all just..staring at me, the guy didn't take the pack. He just stared while I stood like an idiot with my arm extended.

Alright, maybe this wasn't such a good idea. These people are weird and creepy as fuck. I should've just tossed it over to them or something. Who are these guys anyway? I haven't seen them here before..

I noticed the other guys moving around me, sort of like forming a circle. I felt trapped. This is when I knew fucked up bad.

"Uh I'll just leave it on the ground right here okay?" I chuckled nervously, I placed the pack on the ground and stood up again.

The guy who first spoke to me placed his arm around my shoulder and pulled me in before whispering "why you in such a hurry, pretty boy?"

"I really need t-to go now I'm sorry, c-catch you guys at another time maybe?" I was practically shaking right now.

I had tried to sound cool and unfazed by it all but deep inside I was on the verge of breaking down and something told me they could sense it very well.

"Aww so soon? But we're just getting started" he replied, a mocking tone lacing his voice.

I decided that was it, my instinct was screaming at me to get the hell away  from these shady people and I always trust my instinct.

I waited for just the right moment when his arm around my shoulder loosened the least bit and I bolted from the group, the element of surprise winning in my favour.

I had only gotten two steps away when I collided fiercely with what felt like a wall, looking up and realising it was a member of the gang; I retreated to go the other way but was grabbed harshly and pushed to the ground.

My elbow screamed in agony as it was dragged against the concrete, breaking the skin. They were definately planning to kill me.

"Please! Take my wallet and my phone I don't care just please let me go!"

The gang chuckled as if what I said had been the joke of the year before a random member addressed me, " we don't want your fucking phone, we want something...much more."

something more?...i was over thinking about this that I forgot to look up, but i wish I hadn't.

My eyes wide with shock and mouth hanging open. I watched in horror as they all started baring sharp teeth, or may I specify even more ; fangs. Their eyes turning a terrifying shade of red. I almost passed out right there, this was no Halloween makeup.

It was then that they all started closing in on me, I couldn't breathe. I tried pushing them away but they were too strong. What the fuck is going on?

"HELP!" I managed to yell out before I felt my neck being in a state of excruciating red pain.

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