Sexy Drug (Sequel to Vampires Will Never Hurt You)

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Kellin POV: 

I had a thousand protective layers of clothes on before I dared walk out to the car. I liked black, because it was the greatest color ever made, and because it blocked out the sun the most. So yes, I always looked like that one pale dude who was going to a funeral, okay? 

Anyway, when I drove back, Andy was covered in layers himself, standing at my door. I got out of the car, taking everything that I took last night out and up to the door. "What do you want? " I asked him while I pulled out my keys. 

"Quinn, how did you do it? How did you go to your friends' funerals? " He asked seriously. 

I was thrown very off guard by the question. "Why don't you come inside? " I offered, pulling him in through the doorway. He sat down in the living room while I put Vic's guitar by the stairs, along with the bag I'd taken for clothes, and I dropped most of the layers that I'd been wearing. "You can take off those extra layers if you want, " I suggested. 

Andy began removing his extra clothes as I had. "So are you going to give me advice or what? " 

"I didn't. " 

"What? " 

"I didn't go to their funerals. I visited their graves the nights that they were buried and payed my respects." 

"You couldn't bring yourself to do it? " 

"I couldn't bring myself to have to go out and interact with a ton of super sad people that got over it the next day. Okay? Funerals are just a bunch of bullshit. It's basically a family gathering over a tragic event that somehow everyone and their brother was involved in. " 

"So then you can't tell me anything about Ashley? How I'm going to do it? You're just going to sit there and not say anything to me?! Bullshit! I'm crying bullshit!" 

I sighed. "Andy, listen to me. If I had one tip for you and funerals, it would be to try your absolute hardest to not cry. Don't look at anyone. Don't talk to anyone. Pay your respects to the casket and body inside. Do absolutely nothing else. " 

"Why can't I cry? It hurts Quinn. I don't think you understand-" 

"I know what it's like to hurt. Trust me. But if you ever let it show everyone thinks you're weak. So you hide it. Let it eat you up inside until you burst. And then you realize that you're two hundred. Steak in your heart and we're all gone. " 

"You're going to kill yourself... " 

"Happy birthday to me." 

"But what about Vic? " 

"He'll be long gone before that happens, trust me. I need your help with something though. " 

"Oh? " 

"How do you bypass a blood oath? " 

Andy raised his eyebrows. "You're a liar. But it's quite simple actually. Either still follow the guidelines, or create a second one. But there is one other way to consider it void. Bleeding roses. " 

"Find a black rose, and cut yourself with the thorn, dripping the blood onto the rose. But where the hell am I supposed to find a black rose? " 

Andy looked uncomfortable. "I have one, but Quinn, are you absolutely sure about this? What's going to happen to everything when you break it? " I thought about what Vic had said. What he'd done for me? Was I really about to give all of that up for one stupid thing? 

"You're right, crazy idea. " I am a liar. Of course I knew exactly what I was doing. I don't want to be the person who kills here though. It would kill Vic if I got addicted to those pills. I was done with herion, even though it was hard to even move without it sometimes. The pills were my only outlet. My only escape from feeling so caught up in the darkness. I'd been high for so long that not feeling high was like being six feet under. 

"Quinn, you know that you don't have to fight all by yourself, right? " 

"What changed in you? " I asked, completely caught off guard by the way that he was acting lately. 

"Before he left, Ashley had told me that you weren't what I always said you were. You knew that you were nothing, and you acted on it. You are honestly the best vampire to ever live, you know that?" He sighed. "I also took a blood oath when Ashley was on his deathbed. I swore that I'd carry on his legacy through my actions. Ashley was always better than me, he knew how to make you not hate yourself. You never gave him a chance to show his true colors. " 

"Ashley loved me. " 

"Ashley was completely in love with you. But he was so quiet about it. I didn't know until it was too late. " 

"Why tell me now? " I asked Andy. "Why does it matter? " 

"Because much like Victor, he would've wanted you to live. So, live. And that doesn't mean struggle through every second because you only feel alive when you're high. I mean actually live. You're still alive now, you just can't feel it. Enjoy it until you can't anymore. Then you go out like a firework and you join Ashley in those stars up there. " Andy pointed to the ceiling. 

"You really think I can do that? " 

"I know you can do it. Ashley knew you could do it. Vic knows you can do it. Hell, Ben thinks you can do it, even though he'd never dare admit it. You go out there, and you live. Don't you give up on yourself. " 

And that's when I think for the first time in my life I actually understood. I understood what it meant to be alive.