Blood & Gore✔

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you entered your dorm, sadly you and your friend have separate dorms but it's fine, the two of you still have the same classes.

you noticed the other bed is already occupied with a suitcase laid on top of it, you figured it's your new roommate so you paid no mind to it.

you still have a few minutes till class starts, you looked at your schedule and you couldn't help but smell something in the room. is it the air freshener?

you frowned at the smell and it made you run out of the room, sighing you decided you'll go to class since you're not familiar of this place yet.

using your speed, you're able to get to your classroom quickly. as you opened the door, and of course, a bunch of vampires are in there. they either be talking to each other, minding their own business or picking on some random dude.

you sat down at the farthest seat, placing your chin on your hand feeling bored out of your mind. you slammed your head on the table, then right on cue the bell rang making everyone panically go to their seats.

you still didn't lift your head until you realised something;

you forgot your whole bag!!!

you groaned within the table, as you heard the door creak open, you slowly lifted your head to see a pale (obviously) man maybe in his 30's with a notebook in his hand along with a dead looking face you're ever seen before.

"alright... attendance." the teacher said with the most tired voice he can muster. in the middle of role call, the door was opened once again but it wasn't a late vampire, oh no.

it's the werewolf again!!

"uh hey, sorry. i can't seem to find my class, can you please help me?" the girl asked our teacher, "ey mutt, why don't you ask another class huh?!" a vampire said.

you looked at the one who said that, and it's guy with an ugly yellow frosted tips who has a big ass grin in his face. the girl looked at the guy, you heard her growl and saw her mouth move a bit.

werewolves shouldn't show their fangs in schools, same thing goes with vampires and other creatures basically. and this girl is controlling herself from tearing this guy apart.

"wows, this school does have an open doors for assholes." the werewolf said, this triggered the vampire. "what did you say furface?!" the guy was about to stand up but the teacher's eyes turned bloody red and made the guy paralyzed.

"that's enough whatever your name is. your class is down the hall over there and make a left turn, second door." the werewolf nodded and thanked the teacher, before she leaves, she looks over her shoulder to look straight at you.

you don't know what that meant, but you could careless. as the lesson starts, your mind started to wander off, you started to remember your past. for everything you could remember, the past is the one your mind picked.

you expected you live in a wealthy family whose powerful, you're dead wrong.

you're just a street vampire left by your useless parents all alone. you've went through many foster houses and sex slave houses, but you're always able to get yourself out of there.

until one night, when you were looking for scraps. you heard a growl from your left, and a pair of red eyes met your (e/c) ones.

you started backing up little by little, the eyes also advanced forward. then you realised it's a werewolf, it huffed and growled at you.

you held your shirt tightly, your breathing became hitched. you slowly shifted your body to the other side, then ran but you weren't too fast enough back then.

and the werewolf slashed it's claws on your back, leaving a deep bloodied cut.

you snapped out of your thoughts when you heard the bell rung, you rubbed your eyes and stood up but you were stopped by someone grabbing your shoulder.

"hey, you seem cute. name's jacob, yours cutie?" the same guy who has the ugly frost asked you while trying to make a smooth face. you looked at the guy deadpan, you shook his hand off and forced a smile.

"sorry, i'm not interested. bye." you started walking but the guy kept on persisting, he grabbed your shoulder again which made you trigger. your eyes glowed bright red, grabbed his wrist and slammed his whole onto the chairs then the ground.

"i don't like repeating myself." you growled and walked out of the classroom, your eyes returned to it's natural color.

you're heading back to your dorm, wanting to just rest or maybe scrub because a piece of shit touched you. as you opened the door, stepping in and collapsed down the bed without looking at the bed beside you.

"who are you?" your eyes snapped open and quickly turned your head to see the werewolf sitting on the bed with a confused look on her face.

"what are you doing here?!"