Scared of the dark

Night

Phil's pov

I didn't know what was happening. Dan was usually the first to help me in any situation. But for whatever reason he wasn't doing...anything.

The pain in my hand was getting worse and the blood was dripping on the floor. I definitely needed stitches, I needed my phone for an ambulance, I was losing blood to fast. My phone was in my room. I needed to get to it and fast.

I stepped forward to try and get to my phone. In the hopes someone would help me.
What happened next was very un-expected.
Dan held my unhurt sides arm and stopped me from getting out.

I looked up at him confused. Why was he stopping me.
I was slightly okay with him not helping me.
But why would he stop me from getting help?

"D.....Dan?" I asked in a very small fearful voice, barely audible.

He didn't make eye contact with me, instead he shuffled awkwardly for a few second and clenched his jaw. His eyes eventually met mine.

My heart stopped when I saw his eyes go from his normal brown colour, to black.

" Wha!".

I was cut off when he roughly pulled my head to the side by my hair. I tired to struggle but he pushed me back by my arm and with his body. He pinned me against the wall with his body. I felt him place his knee between my legs so I couldn't escape. He removed his hand from my mouth.

" Dan what's are you doing?!" I yelled at him.

Dan looked me in the eyes, his pained black eyes. A tear ran down his face.

" I'm sorry" he said quietly.

What was happening?
What was he doing?
Why?

Before I could say anything more he used the hand that was holding my arm to put over my mouth. Silencing me once again.

Then he leant in towards my neck. Then he bit me. I left his teeth sink into my skin and draw blood.
He was drinking my blood.

I tired to struggle but his grip was too intense. I didn't know he was this strong!
I tired screaming for help, maybe our neighbours will hear. But his hand was clamped over my mouth tightly.

I felt my vision start to fade and the energy drain from my body from the blood loss of both my wounds.

Was this how I was going to die?
Was this how it ends?
With Dan?

I closed my eyes when I felt myself start to go limp, I let myself be supported by Dan's iron grip.

I couldn't fight anymore. I felt myself grow cold. It became hard to form thoughts.

Then it all went black...

Dan's pov

OH GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE?

Phil went limp in my arms. I leant away from him and he fell to the floor in a heap. His hand still badly injured.

Tear began to prick in my eyes.
This is not how I wanted Phil to find out who I was, what I was. This is not how I wanted anything to go.

I have hurt Phil and now I can never take it back.
He'll live though, I always know when I have taken enough blood for them not to die.

I ran my hands through my hair in a huff. I felt the darkness leave my eyes and my full human side take over.

I carefully picked Phil off the floor and carried him to his room. I gently laid him down on his colourful bedsheets and raced out of the room.

I got the first aid kit from the bathroom.