divide

in trouble

Type and emi were dropped off in front of the movie theater. His mom waved excitedly then she drove off.
They stood there awkwardly then type turned to her.
"Um what movie would you like to see?"
"You pick i can see anything."
Type smiled.
Emi was very likable and bubbly.
However type didn't feel anything.
Maybe it was nerves.
Motioning with his head she smiled taking his pinkie finger with her hand.
Type chewed his inner cheek.
Why didn't i feel anything?
They then walked off into the movie theater.
Type opened the door pulling her along.
They went to the ticket booth getting to see a movie that was playing at that time frame.
Without types knowledge tharn had taken a taxi and followed them.
He leaned to the wall. Outside feeling like a stalker.
Why am i here?
He was going to wait for them to come out. Tharn slide to the ground fuming.
Type was inside grabbing a vile of blood and popcorn. Has he drank he saw the girl look down to grimance. He could tell she was disgusted.
Swallowing he threw it to the trash then without touching her he motioned with his arm for her to go to the hall where there movie was playing.
She composted herself then walk in that direction.
Type wanted to leave.
Sitting down in the dark theater he had his phone on the arm rest. He had his arms folded on his chest. He kept looking down secretly hoping it would go off but tharn knew he was  with her.
Breathing in he looked forward to look to the screen not really watching the movie.
Emi sat there eating the popcorn wishing type would put his arm around her shoulder.
Type was becoming sad. He knew what happened in.the closet was the last time. He signed deeply. This was for the best. They couldn't keep doing this. After what tharn said, was tharn starting to feel for him?
That made no sense though. Vampires have no feelings, no heart, they are just waking corpses.
Type started to ball his fists.
Type didn't want to think about it. If He thought too much into it he would start to think of his father and he would not go down that road.
Type started to bit at his lip making an angry expression.
The whole movie was a disappointment to them both.
Type got himself mad and emi wanted more physical contact.
After they got up. Type wanted to take his mind off of things so they went to the arcade they both started to have fun playing Games.
Type however saw her only has a little sister. After an hour she told him she had to leave.
He called her a taxi.
They stood out front. Tharn peeked his head out to watch.
"So i had a good time. I can't believe you came that hard."
She giggled.
Tharns eyes widen.
What he didn't know was she was making a reference about a racing video game. His car had come hard around a corner.
Type laughed.
"I usually don't"
Tharns eyes narrowed in anger.
The taxi then rolled up. She made a nervous face then she stood on her tip toes to leave a kiss on types cheek.
He put his hand where she kissed him.
Why don't i feel anything?
Not wanting to Make her feel bad he put on a fake smile.
She smiled huge then went to the car.
Emi Then stood there when he didn't get in.
"Oh I'm going to take a walk."
She nodded.
She got in waving.
He took a big inhale.
This was ridiculous.
Shaking his head he walked past tharn who had placed his body back to the wall eyeing types retreating back.
Tharn took his back pack and loosely followed him.
Type was lost in deep thought.
He felt nothing for her. Why? She was cute, sweet, playful and nice but why could he only think of tharn.
Has he walked he took out his phone from his pocket bitting his lip.
Hesitating he wanted to text tharn.
Tharn thought type ached to text the girl.
His anger and jealousy took over. He lost control. When type started to walk near a place they could be alone he grabbed him.
"What the fuck?"
Pulling type he walked them into a park that had trees and a lot of foliage.
He pushed type to the tree. His phone that was in his hand fell to the ground.
"God damn it let go you stalker!"
Type wasent naive. There was no way tharn would have known where they were unless he followed them.
Tharn threw his back pack to the ground.
Type with his free hand for the moment tried to push himself off the tree but tharn was quicker. He pinned his wrists to the tree.
"Did you fuck her half breed!" He said through gritted teeth.
Types lips parted.
"What are you talking about?"
"I heard you two talking about how hard you came!"
Then with quick speed he took both his wrists in one hand placing them above his head.
"Your such a stalker! Let me go! If i fucked her or not its none of your!"
"Shit!"
His sentance hung when tharn grabbed his head by his hair to Lean him back.
"Ooooow let go!"
"Your a fucking whore half breed!"
Type twitched.
"Let me go you son of"
Tharn with his anger fueling him, his speed was quicker.
He managed to bend down taking off types boxers and pants to his ankles, took himself out, lubed his erection without type noticing.
Feeling the cold breeze his eyes widen.
"Tharn don't you fucking..."
His sentance hung.
Tharn. Still grabbing his hair he then put his hand over his mouth taking him deep from behind.
Type closed his eyes moaning  heavily into his hand. Tharn was thrusting in with his full speed.
Type took his hands down to place then on his erection pumping himself.
This felt just too amazing.
"I can't believe you fucked her you mmmm"
Tharn actually moaned.
Type opened his eyes. He then shook his head.
Tharn look to the back of his head. He released his hand from his mouth.
"You have something to say?"
"Aaaaaah mmmmm tharn i dddidnt fffuck her."
Type then pumped himself harder.
Tharns eyes widen.
He let go of his head. Type then leaned his head to the tree.
"you. you didn't?'
Type shook his head.
"Fuuuck mmmmm i ccouldnt stop thinking of you! You horriable bastard. Mmmm im gonna.... So good."
Tharn leaned his head to his neck licking it. He was so close.
"Better cum with me!"
Type nodded.
Tharn thrusted in types cavity harder and type then thrusted hard into his hand.
They then both came in unison. Unknowing to tharn type past out.
"So you were thinking of me?"
Type didn't move.
Feeling his full weight he could tell something was off.
Turning his head he smiled.
Type had his mouth partly opened with a blissfull expression.
He then disconnected from the boy. He kept one had to his back keeping him there and then with his other hand he put himself away.
Then he bent down with his quick speed he pulled up his clothes. He also grabbed his phone putting it in his pocket. Then He put his back pack on.
Then he grabbed his limp body carrying him bridal style. There was only one place he knew where to go.