Chapter Five- Drake

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I return back to Nicki's room to find her laying on her stomach and on her bed texting.

"I already packed my stuff up," she says, not even looking at me as I close the door.

"Awe, why didn't you wait for me?" I say in a whiny voice. I plop down on the bed with her, sitting at the edge.

"It was only a couple shirts left, no biggie." She turns her phone off and looks me dead in the eyes.

Ah, fuck.

A little pain zig zags through my chest and I wince.

"So, is there anything you wanna do today?" Nicki asks. "I'm free until next week, when I have to start my job."

"Hm. Maybe we can just hang out here?" I suggest, shrugging.

"Not a problem! Let's see if this TV works."

So Nicki and I spend about ten minutes trying to set up the cable on this old ass television. Finally, it clicks on, and we cheer.

"After twelve years, it lives!" Nicki says, sitting with me on the floor in front of the bed. Her shoulder brushes against my arm and the pain comes back, sharper this time. I suck in a breath through my teeth.

My phone buzzes. I look at the screen, it's a text message.

Charlie: nigga wtf?!

Me: What happened?

Charlie: somethin is wrong with you man I feel yo powers from Jere

Charlie: *here

Me: it's because Nicki is right next to me

Charlie: you gotta go! leave!

I don't respond, because, honestly, I don't want to move. Nicki is perfect. She's not like the other hoes I've bitten. She pulls me to her in a strange way, she got a nigga wantin' her so bad.

Nicki is leaning forward, her eyes trained on the television show, so I lean backwards so she doesn't see "pain" written across my face. It's becoming harder to breathe and this pain just keeps throbbing in my chest with my heartbeat. I grip the carpet and take one last deep breath before my fangs shoot out at lightning speed.

I don't even care if she sees them.

Fuck it.

I let out a low and short roar and Nicki glances at me, and the smile that was once on her face quickly dissipates.

"Drake?" she says, surprise in her voice.

I know my eyes are glowing. I can feel it.

"I can't take it anymore," I growl, my voice not mine. I pounce onto Nicki and she yelps as I pin her to the ground with my hands around her wrists. She squirms as she looks at me fearfully.

"I can't take it anymore," I say once again in an animalistic tone, and suddenly, I can't control my movements. The beast inside is taking over my body, knowing exactly what to do, telling my conscious to relax and let it do what it has to do.

Everything becomes black.

Next chapter will be out in an hour! c:

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