𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕕 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕- ℂ𝕠𝕝𝕓𝕪 𝔹𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜 [COMPLETED]

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 3

I was putting on my exploring shoes, when I suddenly hear knocks at the door. I walked over and unlocked the door before opening it.

A skinny blond-headed boy around my age stood at my doorway. "Umm, hello. May I help you with anything?" I asked politely.

"Not really. I've just got a question." He said simply. "Ookay. Ask away I guess." I said confused.

"I've.. noticed that you've been heading out late at night and-" he started but I cut him off, growing slightly pissed.

"Have you been stalking me? I'm sorry but it's non of your business wherever or whenever I'm leaving and going. Now have a good night." I said, trying to keep my cool before I shut the door.

"Nosy much?" I mumbled to myself before grabbing my bag and jumping out of my back window. It's a one story house so it's not a high drop.

I got my camera with me, thinking maybe I could catch him on it. I still don't know his name. Of course he has a name, right?

I put my hood up, before I crossed the road. It was easier to get in this time, without any problems.

I still wonder why I come back though. He could trick me into saying that I'm his 'blood bag' and instead kill me straight away at any moment. But doesn't one turn into a vampire once bitten? I haven't been feeling anything... weird. Just a sore neck.

The thing is, I would stop him from drinking my blood every time, but I don't know how. He's faster, stronger, and scares me too much.

I've learned a few from the three or so days I've come back. My light flickers whenever he's coming and goes dim once he's close. The temperature drops once he's near me, his eyes turn hazel once mentioning my blood, me, or when he drinks from me. Last but not least, metal burns him. Harms him. Pains him.

I crawled under the fence, accidentally cutting my wrist with a sharp shard of glass. "Shit." I mumbled before fully crawling under and climbing up the wall. I've got to find an easier way than this.

I walked exactly to the spot I've been going to, when I saw hazel eyes instead of green eyes in the dark. I don't think that's too good. In seconds, he was near me, before he harshly pushed me against the wall. He bit down on my neck, this time jamming his teeth further in.

He's taking too much. "P-please... s-stop. T-that's t-too much." I breathed out as I felt dizzy. Suddenly, he retracted his fangs and stumbled away from me. He groaned and I saw his eyes switch between green and hazel. It's like he's fighting his hunger for my blood. I'm still clueless to why my blood is rare though.

"A-are you o-okay?" Is something I never thought I'd ever ask a vampire who was just drinking my blood a few seconds ago. I slowly approached him as I kept my hand on the bite marks since it was still bleeding out.

"Stay back." He hissed as he looked at me his eyes hazel again. He looked back down and took a few deep breaths, calming himself down. He stood up straight and looked at me, his eyes back to normal.

He walked over to me and I stumbled back in fear that the same thing'll happen again. I don't trust him. "I just want to heal the wound." He said simply. "W-What if you bite me a-again?" I whimpered slightly. "I won't." He said as he approached me.

He slowly removed my hand and tilted my head as he held my jaw. Fear shot through me again as he licked my neck, the pain twice as worse than before due to him biting too deep. I felt the wound close and him grab my wrist where I had cut myself. He licked until it healed, leaving a scar. "What h-happened?" I asked carefully, referring to before.

"The smell of your blood was too strong, I couldn't help it. I haven't had blood as good as yours in years." He said, him still close to me. "Why d-don't you j-just kill me?" I asked . He frowned and said "It seems like your asking for it."

His eyes changed into swirls of colors as he looked down at me. I shook in fear and squeaked out a no. He laughed and his eyes turned back.

There was a few moments of silence, before he said "I don't show on that." "What?" I asked confused. "Your camera. I don't show on it unless I want to be shown. So don't bother." He said again. Well there goes my plan of catching him on it.

"W-whats your name?" I asked curiously. He raised an eyebrow and ignored my question. "Why do you want to know so much?" He asked. "I want to learn more about you, I guess." I blushed slightly at the way it came out.

"The last thing you want to do, is learn 'more' about me. All I am is a dead hearted vampire. I suck innocent people's blood for goodness sakes. What more do you want to know?" He said annoyed.

"Y-you seem.. different. B-but I'll stop coming if you want." I said slightly sad. He does seem different. He's not like vampires I've heard about or researched on. Usually they'd drain one's blood and move onto another person.

"No. I need your blood." He growled. I forgot, I'm just his blood bag.

I sighed and said "O-okay. I'll c-come back tomorrow." I turned my phone on, the brightness blinding me and burning the vampire. He hissed in pain as he moved away from me. I mumbled out a sorry and said "Well I-I have to go."

He disappeared in seconds and I went back home.

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I'm not sure if this was too bad, but I hope not.
If it is, the next one'll be hopefully exciting.
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