He walks into the woods, motioning for him to follow him.
I follow behind, slightly anxious about what's going to happen.
He stops walking and turns to me. "Get on my back." He instructs.
I look at him confused. "I'm perfectly capable of walking myself. Why should I get on your back?"
"You need to get used to being a vampire before you're able to safely run fast without crashing into a tree. So get on my back before you starve to death, dumb-ass."
I just kind of stare at him, a bit confused. "Why would I starve to death if I don't get on your back?"
"Jesus Christ kid. You just got your goddamn blood drained and you think it's not going to kill you if you don't replace it? God dude." He says, picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder potato sack style.
"Okay. I got it. Can I move to your back so you don't drop me?"
"Nope. Your loss." He says, starting to run.
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Gay Vampires (A Phanfiction)
VampireDan is a vampire, telling the story of his past and his coven.
