Full Blood Series

Part One: Full Bloods Chapter Three

I walk a few feet behind Asher dragging my feet just to go somewhere with him. I can't believe my mom is forcing me to spend time with him when I already told her I don't like him. All she cares about what looks good not about my feelings. There is no way in hell I will mate with Asher. Not even if I was dying and he saved my life would I mate with him. That's how much I hate him that I rather die than spend my life with him.

Asher turns at the end of the street walking towards the woods and I follow behind him knowing exactly where we are headed. Through the woods is a old brick house that was abandoned years ago. A decent size house with two bedrooms hidden out in the woods. Asher and his friends claimed it as their own a while back only letting Full Bloods they want to allow to enter. A house that many Full Bloods my age call the slaughter house. A house where Asher and his friends bring humans to torture and kill for their own pleasure. Sucking the human's bodies dry while the other humans watch.

Asher has no feelings for what he does and how he acts which explains why he does what he does. Not caring for humans and I used to be just like him not caring. I never tortured a human but I had no feelings or guilt for what I did until Trevor and everything changed. I suddenly didn't want to be the person I once was. I wished for a moment I wasn't a monster, a vampire that had to drink blood just to survive but I can't change that I can't change who I am, who I was born. All I can do now is remember humans don't deserve to die slowly and painfully. I haven't sucked a human body dry for a month and have no intend to which is why I don't want to go.

Going to the slaughter house just reminds me what Trevor told me, the event that crushed him and tore him apart. It's taken a month just to make him smile and I still know that doesn't mean he is past what happened. How can any body get over losing someone? Losing someone is hard enough but losing someone in a violent way is worse.

I walk behind following Asher inside wishing I could of just stayed home tonight or visited Trevor instead. "Hey Asher where have you been? I see you brought your fuck buddy. Haven't seen you around James where have you been hanging out?" Jeremy says getting on my last nerve.

"Somewhere far away from you that's where." I answer.

"Oh is that so? Well I hope your hungry. Bring her out Hannah." he says gesturing Hannah to the room.

"Relax, have fun." Asher says grabbing my hand trying to pull me to the couch. I let his hand go and sit on the couch by myself.

Just as I sit down Hannah, Jeremy's girlfriend comes out of the room pushing a girl our age to the center of the living room. The girl stuggles to get up trying hard to get out of the rope that is tied to her wrists but is unable to. "Please let me go! I didn't do anything." she says pleading for her life.

I sit and watch helplessly as they walk around her hitting her not caring about how she feels. I want to tell them to stop and untie her and let her go but I know what will happen if I do. They will think I'm weak and question why I would want to protect a human. A human I don't know but know she doesn't deserve this.

Asher and Jeremy walking up to the girl first biting her gentely then harder. Feeding off her blood. I watch in horror as she begs them to stop. They beat her and touch her in ways they shouldn't. Pulling her by her brown long hair and dragging her across the floor like it's funny. To them though nothing about this is wrong, sick or twisted. None of it is disturbing to them like it is to me. It never used to bother me this much before. I mean I never really cared for humans torturing humans but now it just seems wrong. Nothing about this seems right. Vampires only feed off humans to survive not make human's life a living hell is it?

"Come here," Asher says looking over at me.

I see the girl look at me pleading for me to make them stop with her once bright blue eyes that are faded now. I almost want to but I tell myself not to. Helping her would lead to problems I don't need if I want to be with Trevor.

"I'm fine," I say getting an annoyed look from Asher.

"Come here James I'm asking nicely." he says again.

I get up and walk slowly over to the girl as my body moves when I don't want it to. It's like my body knows I have to and craves the blood but my mind doesn't want to do what I'm being asked to, what I'm used to. Even before I met Trevor I never participated in Asher and his friends games. That has never been my thing and still isn't. Just being here makes me feel like I'm betraying Trevor. Being a monster just like Asher was the night he pushed Trevor to the edge. Maybe I'm not as bad but I'm still not good.

"Drink her blood," Asher says.

I lean down and stop for a moment trying to think of something to say to get out of this but nothing comes to my mind. Someone pushes me forward and now I'm close enough to smell her blood. Looking at the blood coming out of fresh bite marks on her body. My whole body has been craving blood for a while. I haven't fed that much in a month. Only feeding off Trevor isn't a enough. Is one time really going to hurt? Trevor won't know or ever find out so just this last time and I swear I won't do it again I tell myself.

I bite down on her neck hearing her scream but I don't care. Nothing matters right now as I feed off her blood. All the noise around me is gone and it's like it's only me in the room feeding off the girl. I feel the blood go down my throat and it tastes so good. I want to stop but I can't every part of me wants more and more. Maybe I am a monster just like Asher. Once I stop feeding the girl is dead laying on the floor and I did nothing to stop it. I let her die because I chose not to stop it and I drank her blood too.

"Aren't you glad you came?" Asher asks with a grin on his face.

I get up and nod my head pretending everything is fine when it isn't. I just killed a human when I told Trevor I wouldn't. I told him I would never kill a human, that I would only feed off him but I broke that promise. A promise I told myself I would never break. Will he still love me if I told him? Or would he think I'm just like Asher? I'm not, am I?

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