Frerard OneShots (finished)

XIX - Blood Infections

[I have waited so long to upload this and I really liked how it turned out so enjoy some vamp!gee]

I whimpered as I felt his teeth dig into my neck, sucking every drop of blood out of my body. The venom pulsed through my veins and it was unbearable pain. Trying to steady my breathing, I clawed at his shoulders and long, black hair. Nothing helped and my eyes rolled back as my body went limp and everything got dark.

When I woke up, everything hurt - especially my head. I groaned and sat up, looking around the unfamiliar room. Panic settled in and I felt my heart beat faster - only I didn't. There was no heartbeat in my chest and it made me panic more.

My lungs burned and it felt as if I couldn't breathe. I started hyperventilating, gasping for oxygen. My eyes shot around the room taking in everything. I decided to concentrate on the fireplace and did exactly that, calming down a bit. I was alone, no need to worry.

Right?

"That's kinda wrong. First, you're not alone. And second, maybe you should worry. Just sayin'."

I jumped as a voice spoke up and I saw the man it belonged to. When I recognized him, my expression darkened. "You."

"Yeah, me." He casually answered, taking a cigarette and lighting it, taking a drag. "Got a problem with that?"

"Uh, yeah? You bit me!" I exclaimed, glaring and suddenly so much more confident.

"That's what I'm doin', baby," he did finger guns in my direction and blew some smoke out of the side of his mouth, the cigarette dangling from his lips while he spoke.

"'That's what I'm doin'', are you kidding me? What are you?" I didn't let him out of my eyes; who knew what he would do if I didn't watch him.

He smirked. "I'm a vampire."

Immediately, I scrambled back and fiddled for my gun, noticing that it was gone. I looked at the vampire with fear in my eyes.

"So are you, by the way." He took another, long drag of the cancer stick, blowing the smoke out and exhaling after.

"What, no. That's stupid." I denied.

"So are you." The black-haired shrugged, slowly walking over to me and sitting down at the end of the bed I was half-laying on.

I glared. "I'm not stupid, asshole."

"And still you deny the obvious. Don't seem very smart to me, sugar." He shrugged again. "Is it kicking in yet?"

"What?" I backed away a bit. "What are you talking about? Did you poison me?"

"Do you feel hungry?" He asked and I knitted my eyebrows together. Then, it hit me. I was hungry. I craved something, something I didn't know the taste or the name of, until-

"Blood." Suddenly, my body felt so ice-cold, freezing even.

The stranger smirked. "Ah, finally. You need blood, don't you?"

I whimpered, nodding. "Please."

"C' mere," he loosened his tie, unbuttoned the collar of his shirt and stretched his neck. I almost drooled, staring at his pale, exposed skin.

Shuffling over, I sat down in his lap and blushed when he put his hands on my hips. "Drink as much as you want, sugar."

Leaning in, I breathed on his neck, taking in his scent. I licked over the spot I wanted so badly before pushing my teeth under his skin - I didn't even notice my teeth getting sharper but apparently, they did.