sold

found out a shocking truth

It took all of the day for type to find his way home, has the sun started to set, type was in the car, breathing deeply, shivering and very hungry in a lot of ways.
Should.......I be here....... Should I....... Go in..... I'm so hungry.......
Type leaned himself to the seat to hang his head.
I'm..... Not a...... Anymore...... What are they going to do or think when they see eye like this.......
Type thought he had been gone only 2 months, in reality time went quicker then that, he had been gone for 4 months and he didn't know anything about himself.
Only how to fed and a bit of his strength, the vampire controlled everything else.
Turning his head to the side, he's face fell a bit thinking of tharn.
Being without him and a way, the pull made him feel a bit sick, he was also oddly worried and concerned for him.
Should I...... Have ran off? What is he going to do? Was that really his brother? Why did he say your in trouble now? Is it because he could tell I was a......I know you can create things like me...... But it is frowned upon.....
Type leaned forward to place his forehead to the wheel, to take his hands up to grip.
Mmmm....... I'm so hungry....... What should I do? I don't have any money and the car is out of gas, I'll just lucky he stopped here in my driveway.
Type signed to lean his head back to look to the back of the door.
I..... May be this thing but...... I'm still there son....... We could work something out.....I can help them and take care of the babies when they come........
Type took in a deep breathe to get out of the car, to place a hand to his stomach it growled and he winced a bit. Food was not the only desire.
Stepping to the door, he turned his head to dart his eyes, seeing it. Was night.
Will..... That corpse..... Know where I went? Will he?
Shaking his head, weirdly type was wanting the vampire.
He fought against that thought.
You only want him because of what he made of you. He is still the enemy.
Gulping, type brought his hand up to knock.
I'm..... Still there son...... Still..... There son.....
Hanging his head, his father answered the door, his eyes widen.
"Type?"
He nodded.
His father breathed heavily, looking him over.
"Um..... Come in..... Come in."
Type took a deep breathe in to continue to hang his head to go in.
His father closed the door to eye type.
"Um....... What are you....."
"Dad...... I'm..... Sorry but..... I'm hungry..... Could I make some food first and....."
His father's eyes darted.
"How about you sit and I'll make you something to eat. You need to...... Explain how and why your here type."
Type gritted his teeth.
His father turned to leave, type lifted his head up to look about, he missed his home.
Turning he went to the living room to eye.
Anything that was of types was gone, looking around, there were only pictures of his parents and none of him.
Type hung his head a bit sullen.
What..... Is going on?
Stepping to the couch, he sat, to the edge, hands cupped, head hung, darting his eyes.
If.......I was too go upstairs..... Would I still have a bedroom? Are they..... Replacing me with the baby?
Lifting his eyes a bit, his father had come back with a plate of food to place to the table.
Has if it happened in, slow motion, types eyes widen a bit, to see his father's wrist and it beating, type started to breathe a bit heavier to close his eyes to take calming breathes.
Don't..... Don't you dare.
Standing back, his father eyed him, type looked some what different but some how the same, his hair grew longer, he was being silent for a change and his skin was paler. His father chalked that up to the fact he was living with vampires and he probably didn't get any sun light.
"So..... Type...... How are you here?"
Type took one more calming breathe, to then lean a bit forward to start to consume the food, he was very hungry. Downing the liquid that was too the side, he couldn't get enough, he was thirsty.
His father watched confused, he didn't understand why type wouldn't look to him.
"Mmm...... Type?"
Placing the cup down, type kept his eyes hidden, they were a dead give away.
"Where is..... Mom?"
His father gulped. Types voice was a bit different.
"She is..... At the store..... Picking up..... Baby things type.... She's nesting. So tell me my son. Why are you here? Your suppose to be with....."
They then both looked to the side, hearing her come in.
"Now I know hytero, this scotch is not what you were thinking of but, think we should celebrate your job promotion by getting Dru......"
Coming around the corner, type had stood to eye his mother a bit in anger.
Looking to type, she gulped, the bottle slipped through her fingers, she breathed heavily, eyes darting between them.
"T.....tttt....... Type?"
"Mmm...... our..... Son has come back kleto. I'm trying to find out....."
Has his father was talking, type looked her over, then looked her dead in the eye.
"Aren't you..... Suppose to be..... Pregnant? By at least 4 months...... You..... Don't have a bump......."
His mother looked down to her exposed stomach, which was flat to look up to type with a fallen face.
"Type...... You need to....."
In his anger he went to her, she shivered.
Type breathed heavily, his father didn't move.
"I...... Can only hear...... One heart beat..... Your not pregnant are you!?"
She jumped a bit.
His father came to them to place a hand to types shoulder.
"Now look type, we need to....."
Moving his shoulder back, his father saw his eyes.
"Your a...... But you were eating food..... What...... Are you a half......"
Type smacked his hand away, his father grabbed his mother's hand to pull her into the living room, they held each other close.
Type turned fully to be in the door way looking to them.
"Are....... You afraid of me now!?"
They both shivered.
Type lightly chuckled darkly.
"You..... Did this to me! I..... Want to know why, was it because of the money! Why did you....."
They looked to another then peered there eyes to the floor.
Types eyes darted.
"What!? What is it! I thought..... You were pregnant! What is going on here! Where are the pictures of me..... Of us!? My favorite chair!? Why did you sell me to a, after all the years you kept my blood type hidden! Why did you tell him! Why did you fucking sell me to that thing! God damn it why!"
Type breathed heavily, his hands were to fists by his side, he started to shake from anger.
"I..... Worked..... So many..... Jobs just to help...... Didn't become a doctor...... Because you two needed the money.......I helped the both of you.... When you were too weak to move..... Tell me....... Tell me why!"
His parents looked to another, eyes darting.
Then his mother looked to him.
"It...... Wasn't all about the money..... Type...... And your right...... We lied..... I'm not.... Pregnant........ We did what we did was because....... We know your....... You are gay."
Type froze, his lips parted.
"Eve....... Everything...... I've..... Been through...... Being turned into this thing....."
Types eyes darted to hang his head.
"It..... Was all because of my..... Sexual....... Orientation?"
His mom cocked her head to the side.
"Type....... We are getting older...... You know two men can't make a family together..... Cant have kids...... We can't keep....."
Type lifted his head up, both his parents started to shake a bit, his eyes went fully white, he furrowed his eye brows in anger.
"You........assholes.....did this to me! Turned me into this...... Just because I'm...... You have got to be fucking kidding me!"
Both his parents, took a step back, shivering bit.
A deep growl came from his chest cavity, he was no longer in control of his actions.
Moving forward, he's canines came down and he went to his parents.
They stepped back till they got to the fireplace.
"Should...... Drink the both of you dry for forsaking your only son!"
Before type could pounce, tharn was there, hand to his throat, his parents looked between them.
Tharn stood to the side, eyeing type.
"Retract."
Type growled.
Tharn squeezed a bit.
"Type....... Retract!"
Type flexed his jaw to comply.
Moving his body up, he hung his head.
Tharn kept his eyes to him.
"Go..... Wait for me in the car."
Type looked to tharn with furrowed eye brows.
Tharn raised his.
Type signed to turn.
His mother took a step forward.
"www..... Wait..... Type......"
Type stopped, tharn eyed them.
"No mom........I won't wait...... The two of you..... Are no longer..... My family...... I'd..... Rather go with the devil..... Then be here any longer with you....."
Type then parted to go to the awaiting limo.
His mom hung her head.
Tharn turned to eye.
"So....... You two lied to me. Your not pregnant....... And you didn't do this to give your son a better life. You did this because he is......"
Tharn lightly chuckled.
"Here is what will happen, whatever is in your bank is now mine, the deal is off, you two will now donate everyday."
Tharn turned to then stop.
"Wwww..... Wait.... That wasn't the...."
Tharn turned to eye.
"I do not..... Like to be lied to. You are lucky I am not draining the both of you for your deception. That..... Would hurt your son. He has been through enough. Have a pleasant life."
Nodding he left.
The two looked to another, with sorrow.
To the car, type looked out the window, he felt nothing.
Tharn then got it, to fix his suit to bring up his wrist.
Type turned his head, to eye.
"Why...... Are you..... Feeding me...... Shouldn't I be receiving a....."
Tharn kept his face forward.
"Take your fill type."
Types eyes darted to sign, placing his hand to wrap it around his wrist, he sunk his canines in, unaware the vampire had a story of his own for when they got back.