What He Did To Me (Nash Grier Vampire FanFiction)

Chapter 8

Nash's POV (Still)

"What the heck Cameron!" I yell standing up.

"I'm serious this time! It'll work perfectly..." He says.

"How?! How will..." I look around to make sure she isn't around, "Biting her make her stay?"

"Because she wont know what to do! How to control herself! Plus if she leaves after being bitten she'll die of hunger. Hunger for blood!" Cameron says whisper/yelling, "And we will be sure to tell her that, because it'll scare her and she'll need our help."

"I'm not doing that..." I say sitting down and grabbing the remote, "And you aren't either."

"Turning her into a Vampire is the last and only option." Cameron says, "Its either that or get exposed in front of the entire world and get killed."

I look up at Cameron with a worried expression. He's right. I hate to admit it but he's right. She's the only one I can trust to keep our secret. If I was to let her go and get another normal human to take her place, I wouldn't be able to trust then enough.

"Call up the others."

Rylan's POV

"Have you made up your mind yet Rylan?" Katie asks climbing onto the bed with me.

"Yes, Katie. I already called Mrs. Jackie." I tell her starring at the TV blankly.

"It not fair!" She squeals, "All we've ever wanted was to find a home! Why do you want to leave anyways?"

"Your too young to understand." I sigh.

"I'm eight." She says with sass, "I know basically every thing."

"Trust me... you don't." I say sadly, "I've made my choice."

"So your just going to run away from your problems. My teacher told me to fight not run away from problems, unless its physical." She says crossing her arms.

"You have no idea what is happening! If you knew what was happening you would agree with me!" I yell at her getting frustrated.

"Them maybe you should TELL ME!" She yells over me.

I got quiet, "I cant."

"Well then there is no good reason why I should agree..." She says getting up and leaving the room.

I lay back on the bed sighing. I stare at the wall thinking about the past 2 weeks. I was adopted by Vampires, figured out I was being used, and now my sister hates me. Moving here only made things worse.

I suddenly remember something. The pills. I've always wondered what those were about.

*Flashback*

An tiny orange bottle filled with pills caught my eyes. I assumed they were pain killers for my head so I got a couple. I was about to swallow them when I felt someone grab my hand and take the pills.

"I thought they were pain killers..." I Tell him standing up quickly.

"Never, swallow these. They are not pain killers." Nash says sternly.

"What are they?" I ask picking up the bottle but he smacks it out of my hand.

"That is none of you bussiness." He tells me shoving his finger in my face.

"Okay, okay dang." I say backing up and run out the room.

*End of flashback*

I slipped out of bed, placing a pillow where I was recently laying under the covers making it look like I was sleeping. I open the door quietly and walked down the hall way. The whole apartment sounded quiet. Like nobody was home except, I could here Katie humming 'Story of My Life' in the kitchen.

I put my ear to the door of Nash and Cam's room. It was completly silent. No voices, the TV wasn't on, and I couldn't even hear anyone breathing. That sound weird but it seriously sounded like an abondoned basement... quiet and mysterious. I twisted the door knob slowly. It creaked a little as I opened it.

Everything looked untouched. Except the pills weren't on the bed-side table. I looked behind the lamp and under the bed. I saw a tiny drawer in the table and tried to open it but it was locked. Now I have to look for a key? Just grand.

I looked under the table, behind the TV, under the bed again, behind the lamp again, behind the chair, under the chair... nothing. I was just about to give up when I saw a tiny box. I ran over and opened it, and there was the key. I cheered silently and I unlocked the drawer. The pills layed there, but there were ony a couple left. Which means he used them. So he can use them but I cant? Is it like prescription?I have to ask him

I walk out of his room and into the kitchen. It was still quiet... Katie was no where in sight. Maybe she's out on the balcony. I walk out onto the large balcony and she's not there either.

"Katie?" I ask walking back inside, "Nash? Cameron?"

No answer.

This is getting kinda creepy. I check the closet and the bedrooms again. Maybe they are pranking me. Yeah, that's it. I walk back into the living room smiling and crossing my arms.

"Nash, I know what your doing. Jokes over." I say laughing and looking around.

I check in every area possible, but still no Nash or Cam. I hear a whimper coming from the basement. I run over and open up the tiny door revealing stair leading into the dark basement.

"Katie?" I ask slowly climbing down the stairs.

My heart was beating so hard I'm pretty sure it echoed through-out the shallow basement. I was literally in the scene of a horror film.

I hear another whimper and run over to the corner where I heard the sound. I move all of the old clothes out the way and see... Katie. She had tears running down her face and a duck tape over mouth. Rope was tied around her arms and legs so tight that it was rubbing her skin raw. I bent over and rubbed my finger over the scratch above her eyebrow.

"Katie!" I scream ripping the duck tape off her mouth and untieing the rope but she doesn't move. Tears just roll down her face

I tilt her head to look at her neck and she winces in extreme pain. I saw too deep holes in her neck and I scream. Vampires.

I flip around terrified but I'm cut off by someone smacking their hand over my mouth. I grab onto their arm, trying to pull it off but they are extremly strong.

"Get off!" I say once I barely remove their hand.

I whirl my arms around trying to smack them. I feel like I am winning, but all of my hope came crashing into the floor, when I felt teeth sinking my neck, cutting through the skin, past the flesh, and popping a vein.

I slowly stop kicking. I feel the life being sucked out of me as I gasp for air but only find dust. Whoever was holding me was slowly setting me on the floor, still sucking more, and more blood.

"I'm so sorry." Was the last thing I heard before death clouded my vision and I fell silent...

Sorry about the grammer and spelling mistakes:( I'm fixing them right now so hold on. Thanks for reading!