𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 » 𝙟𝙤𝙨𝙝𝙡𝙚𝙧 [discontinued]

💉pain

the world was spinning at an ungodly rate, everything was just a blur that melted together. he looked every where and that only seemed to make things worse. a migraine was chipping effortlessly against his skull and he was waiting for it to just spill its contents out his ears. deep blue bags made way underneath his eyes and his chocolate brown orbs slowly drained each day, he always looked tired. he could never fill his lungs till they burst, always short shallow breaths escaping his chapped lips. vampires are naturally cold to the touch but his skin was deathly pale and he was cold all the time. this couldn't be a cold or even a fever, he knew that for a fact.

blurry was back at it again.

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"how are you feeling today?" his love stayed home to try to take care of him, why wouldn't he?

the brunet groaned and took in the only warmth his love provided by burying his face in josh's chest and holding tightly to his waist. tyler could never fully respond. all he could do was make small noises or just nod and shake his head, they made a small system of yes and no questions where if tyler blinked twice, it meant yes and if he blinked once, it meant no.

"does your head hurt?" tyler blinked twice.

"body" he blinked twice again.

"are you hungry?" that got tyler to blink once.

josh raised a brow, "are you sure? you haven't ate anything all day."

it took all his willpower to nod his head, hearing his love sigh.

"ok, just..tell me if or when you are." tyler shakily nodded his head again.

tyler lied. he was starving but he knew it was just blurry. blurry was always the one who made him hungry, blurry was always the one who murdered the victims, never tyler. the brunet has been trying to get out of the habit of killing but blurry always got his way. i'm not saying tyler doesn't like the metallic taste spilling down his throat, god no, he just wished he was the one in control. he just wished he could go out on his own time and eat without being forced to, without blurry lingering and breathing down his neck.

his throat felt like sandpaper and ached when he spoke, "i-i want to eat but i don't want to give blurry the satisfaction."

josh rubbed his back, "i know you don't but i don't want you to starve, seeing you in this much pain is already hard on me."

the brunet coughed out a sigh and regretfully sat up, his love had to help him sit up without falling over. his bones screamed at him to lay back down, his lungs ached from how little oxygen was coming through, his skull was chipping new cracks from his migraine, and his chocolate orbs was now slowly draining until a very dim red took place.

"if its you, blurry, go easy on Ty for me." josh mumbled out as tyler (blurry?) easily got out of bed.

his red eyes were a piercing ruby red and josh knew it was blurry.

blurry rolled his eyes, "whatever, you're just lucky i'm going easy on him."

josh didn't say anything and watched the brunet leave the apartment, twisting the blanket in his fingers and taking in shaky breaths, "i guess i am."

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i'm trying to update this regularly and i probably only will on the weekends, it just depends. i'm mainly focusing on ethanol right now so this book might have slow updates, sorry in advance.