Feel (Michael Jackson Vampire Fanfiction)

Chap. 5

"I like your heart beats." Michael says. 

"Thanks. I think." I say.

I remove his hand from my chest.

"I wish I had heart beats." He says.

"You do!" I say.

"No." he says.

"You can't feel it but it's there." I say.

"That doesn't make any sense." he says.

"It will. Later." I say.

I grab the remote control from the couch and I turn on the TV. We are at my house right now in the living room. Michael is on the couch and so am I. He is holding my hand like always. He says it makes him feel better.

"My dad must be so confused right now." I sigh.

"You can't tell him." Michael says looking at me.

"I know. But I feel like I am hiding something from him and I never hide anything from him." I tell Michael.

"Nina. I have to tell you something." Michael says.

"Yes?" I ask.

"I have to drink soon." He says.

"Why?" I ask turning to him.

"Because today is the last full moon and I have to drink the first full moon and then the last." He says.

"Okay. Let me just get the needle again." I say.

"Wait." He says.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"I have to drink the entire blood from a body." He says looking down.

"Then we will give Alex a visit." I say mischiviously.

"Okay." He says nervously.

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"I don't know about this Nina." Michael whispers.

"You said you had to drink right? Well why not drink from the meanest nastiest person?" I whsiper back.

"Ever since I met you I have been feeling guilty for even the littlest things." He whispers.

"Well then suck it up and drink her blood." 

We are in Alex's bedroom and she is asleep.

He slowly walks to her bed and covers her mouth. She wakes up and I hear her muffled screams.

He bares his fangs ready to eat from her. But then he stops. He slaps her upside the head and she passes out.

"Why'd you stop?" I ask.

"Because I can't do this. I feel so horrible." He whines.

"Well at least I can check off guilt." I say.

"I can control myself. I just need only a few more hours before meal time is over." He says.

"But what happens if you don't drink?" I ask.

"I become weaker and I might get sick." He says.

"Fine. It's your choice." I sigh.

He opens the window and carries me bridal style. He jumps out the window and lands on his feet. He starts running at impossible speed to my house. We get there in under a 2 minutes. 

"Woah. That was like a roller coaster." I say getting off.

"Yeah. But Nina I feel-" He tries to say.