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you left?

Type shifted his head feeling the cold and hardness again against his cheek.
He squeezed his eyes tighter shut.
Damn it, why are you laying on him again?
Taking a deep breathe in he opened his eyes to look up at tharn to see him with his eyes closed.
Type pushed off looking down at him confused.
Tharn looked dead. His eyes darted side to side rapidly then he remembered something his mother once told him.
If a vampire over worked there body they will go into a sleep like state for several hours. He didn't know how many times in there lives that could or would happen but tharn had to really concentrate not to go His full speed. Making his body go into such a state.
Type took a calming breathe.
His lips parted, out of no where he had an urge.
Bringing up his hand he took his fingers to his lips tracing. Type smiled then shook his head looking to the other side.
Why did i do that?
Turning his head back he looked to the wall clock it read 2 in the morning.
He looked then back down to tharn this was his chance to leave.
Going slow keeping his eyes on Tharn he didn't feel that weak since he went slow so he had a plan to go home.
He craweled to the edge then he draped his legs over breathing in deep.
Type chewed his inner cheek for a moment when tharns voice echoed in his head.
"Where do you think your going"
Type looked forward at the door. There was no reason to stay he was fine. Shaking his head he got up just to fall down.
He might not be weak but his legs didn't want to work.
Groaning he could smell blood. Turning his body partly to the side to look to the bottom of the bed he saw a. Little left in a bag.
Crawling to it he drank the contents.
He closed his eyes savoring it.
It had warmed up and type loved it warm.
His eyes opened bright red to look to tharn.
Types body moved on its own crawling to him. Leaning his body up he took tharns wrist to his mouth inhaling his aroma. He opened his mouth about to bit down but with his other hand he had it on his leg and he. Gripped it hard coming back.
He shook his head putting his hand back down to then put both his hands up closing his eyes taking deep breathes.
What the fuck were you thinking?
Opening his eyes he looked to tharn who hadent moved.
Putting his hands down he looked behind him to see his clothes.
Crawling to them he put them on, has quick has he could.
He needed to go downstairs to feed.
Using the wall he was able to get up then he left without looking back.
The stairs were difficult but he made it down. Using the wall he made it to the kitchen. Going straight to the fridge he grabbed a package downing the contents.
He then moved his legs up and down they were moveable.
Smiling he closed the fridge going to the trash to throw away the plastic bags.
He then walked to the door leaving.
Getting home he went inside quietly not to wake his mother.
Sleeping on and off since 6 he wasent really tired.
Going to the kitchen he made a Simple dish.
Eating it quick he wanted to go take a bath.
Walking slowly and silently he got to his room locking the door.
He took off all his clothes then went to his bathtub filling it with warm water.
Submerging himself he smiled content.
Then he looked forward to think.
Why did he dream of his past?
Why did he touch tharn like that?
Why didn't he want to leave?
Type shook his head.
He then submerged his head under the water. Type could go 30 minutes without coming up for air. The silence soothed him.
He didn't know what tharn.was going to do when he woke and he wasent there. Most likely he wasent going to care.
Type opened his eyes under the water looking up cocking his head to.the side.
He got an overwhelming urge to go back.
Coming up he whipped the water from his face.
I think your getting sick. Why would you go back?
Type leaned his head to the back of the tub to look forward once more.
He started to breathe heavily.
Type could tell he was starting to feel something for him. He didn't hate him has much.
Type couldn't lie to himself he was a fantastic lay. Even though he was the one getting fucked all the time it was beyond words.
"A week without tharn?" He muttered to himself. Then he went under the water trying not to get hard.
The next morning he woke up fresh.
His mom was downstairs with breakfest on the table she eyed type who seemed happy.
"You okay? You seem happy?"
Type chewed his food slowly to look at her making a face.
He shrugged.
"Had a good dream."
Then he looked down to get more of his food on his fork.
She looked down to smile.
Maybe he and emi are talking to one another.
Then she looked to her watch with wide eyes.
"Mmm sorry type but i have to go. Can you do the dishes?"
He nodded without looking up.
She got up to put her dishes away rushing out the door.
Type looked up to see she forgot her purse.
Boonire stopped inches from her car making a face. She then turned around to see type coming out with it.
Unknowingly tharn was to the other side watching this.
When he woke type wasent there so he came to give him a punishment. He smiled when he saw types mom hug him.
They both gave a tight embrace.
She pulled away.
"Your such a good son."
He shrugged rolling his eyes.
Type saw her pace to her car fast.
He waved to her has she left.
Turning he felt someone watching but he ignored it to go back in to do the dishes.
He stopped half way to hear a knock at the door.
Turning around he went to the door opening it to freeze.
Tharn was there looking down at him with narrowed eyes.
"You left half breed. Now im going to give you a punishment."
Types eyes narrowed has tharn put his hand on types chest pushing him in. Tharn with his foot kicked it closed.