Chapter 3

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Dark woke up tired, like usual he dragged himself out of bed. His eyes looked black all around, dark bags under his eyes as he groaned and sat up. He looked at the silver clock that rested on his headbored and groaned. He's felt more grumpy lately and he knew exactly why, he just didn't want to admit it.

It took him a moment but he finally got up. He practically dragged himself to his fridge and opened it, taking out a bottle of fake blood and drinking it quickly and holding the stained glass with a shakey hand. Soon what was a glass bottle was just a shattered pile of shards when it hit the floor. Dark growled, his vision blurry as he reached behind for the counter. He held himself up as he walked to the door and grabbed his keys off the hook. He soon steadied himself and walked to his room, slipping on a different suit with black polished shoes.

After Dark drug himself out of the house and into the cold winter night he ended up at his office, just sitting and staring at nothing as all he could think about was that delicious smell he came in contact with last night. People have been noticing his odd behavior, getting angry too quickly, feeling tired, black eyes, and more mental and physical damages that could kill Dark faster than he realizes.

Tyler was on his bed with Ethan, their bodies tangled together perfectly like puzzle pieces as skin touched skin in the most perfect way. Tyler's hair fell softly onto his sleeping face as Ethan laid his head on the taller's chest. It was obvious what they had going on, so much love put into their relationship even though Tyler's intentions were not planned out that way. Ethan just stole his heart.

Dark left work early, claiming he was 'sick' which he really was, he just didn't want to admit that. All he wanted, no needed was to find that boy again.

As he made his way into the crisp air he got into his car, the sun would be rising in only a couple of hours so he did have time. He started his car quickly and immediately started backing up and driving away as he left the window down. He could feel the cool air on his face, one of the greatest things to him.

Once Dark was on the same worn down road as yesterday he parked on a stop pit on the side of the road. All he could do was pray that the boy would show up and tap his finger nervously on the steering wheel.

An hour passes

"God damnit." Dark growled, the sun was already peeping from the horizon as it made the sky become a light navy blue.

Thirdy minutes pass.

The sun was resting right on the tree tops just as Dark was about to accept his fate and drive off like nothing happened and try to forget about the boy until he smelt it. That rich, ripe, and delicious smell that he had came across the other day filled his senses. He looked quickly down at the benches, but there was nobody. "Wha-"

"Hey! Please help me, please!" A voice called from behind the vampire's car. Dark looked out his review mirror to see a familiar face. He was holding his gashed bloody arm with a torn shirt as he approached.

Dark's eyes widened as now he didn't know what to do with himself.

"Oh fuck."

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Hello again! I know this is short and I'm so sorry for the late updates. Hopefully I can get more out sooner but I hope you're enjoying the book so far! Thanks for reading and leave comments on what you think!
- Faith💙

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