//Krii7y\\ One Shots

Cold and Dead pt 2

Jaren's Pov

  I felt myself wake up but didn't open my eyes. Something felt off. I moved my tongue around my mouth and found where my discomfort was stemming from. My two canine teeth were longer and sharper. I stayed laying down with my eyes closed, trying desperately to wake up from whatever dream I had to have been in. As I laid there, I realized something else was off. I was awake and obviously alive, yet I wasn't breathing. Finally, I decided to slowly open my eyes. Where ever I was, it was certainly not my own bed. I didn't even think it was my own house. I tried to recount my memories of the previous night, but as I opened my eyes, I saw a face looking at me. The memories flooded back once I saw his face, and I quickly sat up and scooted as far from him as I could without falling off the bed.

 The man from last night was startled by my sudden movement. He tensed up too and stood up from the chair he was sitting in.

        "Hey hey hey! Calm down! I'm not gonna hurt you!" He exclaimed though it didn't calm my nerves at all. 

        "Where am I? Who the hell are you? Why do my teeth feel so weird?" I asked in repetition.

        "Oh, right. You haven't learned to retract them yet." He said under his breath, and I looked at him like he was insane. "Right, sorry. So, um, if you haven't already kinda put it together, vampires are real..." He looked at me to see my reaction, and I continued to look at him like he was crazy. 

        "Um, ok, but I ask again, where am I, and who are you?!" I asked, and he sat back down in his chair. 

        "okok. You're at my place, in my bed actually. And I'm John. Last night I... was hungry. I hadn't had anything to drink in a while. I don't enjoy drinking from people, but I had gone so long without it that I needed some more. I saw you walking alone, and thought you were cute, so I followed you. But because I hadn't drunk anything in so long, I drank more than I meant to. You were... dying. I didn't know what else to do so I..." He looked down in shame and I connected the dots.

        "You made me one," I said quietly, and he looked up at me. "You..." I stood up from the bed and ran over to John and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. He tensed up and waited for my next move. "...killed me." I said as the anger left my body. I let go of his shirt and went back to sit on the bed, defeated. I was dead. That's why I wasn't breathing. I felt the bed move next to me, and John's hand hesitantly rest of my shoulder. 

        "Look, I am really sorry. Truly. This is not at all what I wanted to happen. But, you're not dead. Not fully, at least. It may not be the best situation, but trust me when I tell you that you're going to need some help if you want to pass as a human and survive as a vampire." He said softly, and I looked at him now. Though he was the reason for all of this, I could hear the shame and regret in his voice.  And he was right. There was nothing I could do, and he was offering his help with something that I knew I wouldn't be able to handle on my own. 

        "You said there was a way to retract these stupid things?" I asked, and his face lit up, realizing I was accepting his help. 

       "Well, you have to...

Yay angst and cringe... I wanted to continue this one-shot so here is that. I might still continue this with like a flash forward of the bois being vampy bois but idk. I still have severe writer's block which is just so fun but I'm so close to being out of school so either I'll have more time to write or I'll just get more deppresso espresso, we will have to wait to find out. Anyway, I hoped you enjoyed this ball of cringe. Have a nice day/night, and you are lovely.