divide

something feels off

Type was fuming has he stared at his grandmother who looked between tharn and him.
Boonire gulped and stood up.
"Um tharn...I'm sorry. But for today can you..."
She made another apologetic look.
Tharn eyed type who looked at him shaking his head.
"Dont you dare.."
Tharn kissed him on the cheek and took his hand away.
Type wrapped his arms across his chest looking to the side in anger. He felt betrayed by tharn.
His grandmother eyes widen.
Boonire took tharn by the wrist pulling him to the door. He kept his eyes on Type then looked forward.
"I apologize for this...give him some time."
Tharn nodded.
When he Left boonire went over to stand by type eyeing him.
She wrapped her arm over his shoulder.
"Type...she's here to make amends And....to ask if you could spend 2 weeks with her."
His eyes Widen and he looked to his mother lips parted. Boonire looked sullenly at him.
"You got to be fuck.."
His grandmother shakily stood up.
They both looked to her.
She wobbly walked to them to eye type then to get on her knees. Types eyes widen. He took his arms off his chest to have them limply lay to his sides.
"I...am sorry to you both. I don't have much time in this world. I want to make amends and get to know my flesh and blood. Please type."
Type took a deep breathe in then he eyed his mother.
She shrugged.
"Its all up to you."
Type rolled his eyes. Since tharn didn't stay he felt angry. Maybe two weeks will be beneficial.
Sighing he nodded.
"Ill...go pack a bag."
Retreating Boonire helped her mother up to place her on the couch.
They sat and stared at each other.
"Okay he's gone for now.. why are you really doing this?"
Malie cocked her head to the side.
"Boonire...i have made too many mistakes. What i said was the truth. I am not long for this world. Is type...and is he with a vampire?"
Bonnire nodded.
"Yes and yes. They are hopelessly in love. Do you still want him to spend 2 weeks with you?"
Malie eyes widen.
"Mmm interesting and yes."
Boonires eyes narrowed. She was not stupid, something felt off.
Returning with a bag type stood between the two.
Boonire helped her to a black car. The driver went to retrieve types bag. Boonire and type hugged.
She whispered in his ear.
"Dont fully trust her. Call me everyday and keep feeding. I love you type."
Type leaned back nodding.
Getting in the car, tharn from across the street looked confusingly to the car has it drove away.
The first week went by fast. Type settled in his mother's old room that was not touched.
They stocked up on blood and type helped his grandmother everyday with different things. They barely talked.
Tharn texted type everyday but he was still mad that he left him like that. By Saturday he got annoyed by the texts.
Type: im at my grandmothers for another week. Stop texting me. It's annoying.
Tharn: why didn't you text me that 5 days ago half breed!
Types eyes narrowed.
Type: you shouldn't have left me. Stop texting me!
Type shut off his phone shaking his head.
Tharn rolled his eyes.
Breathing deep he grabbed some towels feeling bad He told tharn off.
Opening a door he cocked his head to the side confused.
He saw an maybe 45 year old in a hospital bed.
Then he jumped back when his grandmother grabbed the door nob closing it hard staring up at type.
"Come with me we have something to discuss."
Type looked at the door once more then followed her.
They went to the kitchen to the table. Both sitting down malei looked to type sullenly.
"That is your grandfather. He has been in a coma for 19 years. It is because of a vampire. He was coming home one night and then..."
She shook.
"That is why i don't like there kind. The blood that flows through you is wrong!"
Types eyes widen then he looked down ashamed.
His grandmother got up to shakily walk away.
Taking out his phone he called his mother.
"Yes?"
"Mom....i want to come home."
"What happened?"
"Your mother told me about your father"
"She told you about the affair?"
"Affair?"
Type got confused.
"Type.... I don't know what she told you but my father had an affair with a vampire for a year. She took too much blood and he slipped into a coma. No one can wake him. Not even that vampire. He is basically brain dead."
Type shook his head.
"I still want to come home."
"Of course. Tell her and she'll get a car ready for you. I love you type.'
Type smiled.
"I love you too."
Hunging up his phone he looked at it.
Should i text Tharn and let him know?
He shook his head.
Let him suffer a bit for leaving me.
Getting up he found his grandmother.
"Um grandmother.."
She turned to look at him.
"Yes?"
"I wish to go home."
Her eyes narrowed.
"To your vampire?"
Type leaned back appalled.
"Please call a car well i pack or ill walk."
Shaking his head he left to go to his room to pack.
Malie took out her phone to dial a number.
"He's ready to leave now. My apologizes."
"No. That is all right. We are ready now."
Hanging up she smiled.
Packed, type went down to see his grandmother smiling.
Narrowing his eyes he went to her.
"Is my car ready?"
"Yes, this way my boy."
Type eyed her questionally.
Shrugging he walked behind her.
Seeing the car they stopped walking.
"Well... Its been a pleasure to get to know my grandson before i die."
Type rolled his eyes.
"Can't say the same."
She looked up at him.
"What's with that look? We haven't spoken, you lied to me about my grandfather and you were horriable to my mother. I don't know where your going but grandmother i wouldn't be surprised if you were going to hell." Type shrugged.
Her eyes narrowed.
"I would like it for you to leave now you walking mistake. You never should have happened."
Type smirked.
"Neither should you."
She gasped.
Chuckling under his breathe he walked to the car opening the door to shutter to his core. His heart beated loudly against his rib cage.
He was hyperventilating.
Type looked to the side with parted lips to his grandmother who smiled hand waving.
Anara reached for the door closing it.
He then got up to sit right next to type.
Type was shaking looking forward at kusa.
"So my son. Your dating a vampire boy."
Then he pointed to kusa who lifted a glass filled with blood with a smirk.
Type closed his eyes shaking hard has the car started to move.
He was in a car with tharns father and his own.
Tharn, I'm so sorry. I dont know what will happen but i love you.