I Lost My Humanity [PeteRick]

I Lost My Humanity....

I groaned in pain. My whole body ached, my eyes burned. My throat burned. The hunger was driving me nuts. I couldn't live like this, I would hurt them. Patrick, Joe, and Andy. I couldn't let them get hurt. Especially Patrick. If he was hurt, I couldn't live with myself. I needed to end this somehow. I grabbed holy water and started to pour it on a bullet. It was a normal bullet, but being without human blood and having it covered in holy water will probably do the job. I pulled out the colt pistol and dropped the bullet inside. It was really happening. I was gonna actually die. Those monsters did this to me, so I better end it. I cocked the gun and put the barrel in my mouth. I hoped this way would end it quickly. My hands were shaking, in fear and in hunger. My index finger was on the trigger, about to pull it back.

"Pete no!" I heard a soft voice call out to me. I looked up to see the reddish-blonde haired boy.

"P-Patrick I can't let myself turn into one of those monsters" I begged, another shot of pain radiating through my body.

"I won't let you" Patrick ordered. He pulled the gun from my hand. His scent was strong and sweet. I loved the way he smelled.......so sweet and unlike other humans. My throat burned even more.

"Patrick I can't control myself any longer!" I yelled. My fangs were sharper, I could feel it. The bloodlust might take over soon.......

"But I don't want you to die!" he yelled at me. My eyes softened. They were still brown, not that horrible silver like the others like me.

"Trick, I'm not gonna let you get hurt. This is for you" I begged him. My eyes were probably that horrible color already. I didn't want Patrick to see me like this.....

"Pete, I don't care. As long as you're alive.......so you can.....h-have my b-b-blood" Patrick's voice went softer.

"No, I can't do that to you Patrick" tears started to fall from my eyes. His eyes were that perfect blue......I'm gonna miss them.

"Do it now Pete! I won't let the one I love fucking die on me!" Patrick shouted, then realized what he said. My eyes widened and my mouth dropped.

"Y-you l-l-love me?" I whispered, looking at his soft and pale features. Patrick nodded.

"Even when you weren't a monster like this. I'll always love you Pete. So I'll protect you. Just.....live. Live for me. And feed off my own blood to stay alive!" Patrick shouted, determination filled his eyes. I nodded and lifted his face up, our eyes met. Patrick had tears falling from the magnificent blue eyes he carried since he was born.

"You really want this, don't you?" I asked quietly. Patrick nodded before replying.

"Yes. If its going to keep you alive".

I nodded and moved my head cloister to his face. I could feel his breath on my cold skin as my lips grazed his cheek. My mouth drew closer to his pure and soft skin. I could feel Patrick's breath hitch as my lips made contact with his neck.

His skin was warm, compared to mine. I held back crying as I let my fangs pierce his skin, his warm blood started to flow into my mouth. It was sweet, and it felt so, nice as it flowed down my throat. I felt the aching ease.

"P-Pete....." I heard Patrick whisper and a moan came from his mouth. Was this.....pleasuring him. His moan turned me on slightly. I pulled my mouth from his neck. I felt a whole lot better as his blood dripped from my lips. I ran my tongue over my lips and then his neck, cleaning the blood from his neck.

"Yes" I looked up at Patrick, my eyes had returned to the dark chocolate brown.

"I told you my feelings......w-what about you" he whispered. I smiled and smashed my lips to his own. They were so soft and warm.......how is this possible.