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why are you..... all alone?

Type turned his body, to the tray, to move it silently around to grab a butter knife.
Tharns brother smirked, has he eyed the half breed.
"Yesterday, while I was in my brothers office......I saw something..... Interesting.....outside the window....... You and him....... fucking....."
Type gulped, to flex his jaw.
"I believe we went to soft on him last time."
He then started to step forward, type moved around the tray, to go to the wall, breathing heavily.
Going to the tray, he kept his eyes to type, to place his hands to either side, to lower his upper half a bit down, looking to type manically.
Type gritted his teeth, keeping a hand back, to grip the knife to his palm.
"This time...... Maybe losing a lover....... Will get him to quit with this depravity...... Taking his dick...... Apperently didn't stop him..... Maybe..... Killing you will....."
Types eyes widen.
To his office, tharn sat to the chair, scribbling to the sheet of paper, to then lean back to eye the back of the door.
What is taking type?
Peering his eyes up, tharns guard came in.
"Sir, we would like to know what type of blood your brother takes, he should...."
Tharn went to the human guard, to stand right in front.
"Why are you...... Is he here?"
The guard nodded.
"He is with your half breed and....."
Tharns eyes widen to run back to the bedroom.
Gulping, type raised the butter knife, he eyed it to chuckle to straighten up.
"Do you really think a......"
"No I don't, but you come near me, yourll see what living without a dick will be like you sick fuck!"
Tharns brother growled, to then pull his lips back to show his canines.
"No manners. Your death, will be a great conquer."
Types eyes widen has he threw the tray to pounce. Moving quick enough, type stabbed him in the private area just to then be raised mid air, he wrapped his hand and tight to his next.
Type brought his hands up, to wrap around his wrists to struggle, kicking.
He then, with his other hand, took out the knife, to throw it to the other side.
"You...... Are going to have a painful death."
Type peered his eyes down, to see him, bite into something that was in his mouth, to then bring a hand up, moving type to his mouth, to move his shirt to the side.
"Nnnn........ No....... Don't you.....nnnn....."
He brought type to his mouth, to sink his canines in, they were saturated with a poison.
Within seconds, he then went flying, tharn went to type, eyes darting, to place his hands to either shoulder, while type had a hand to his neck, breathing roughly.
"Type..... Type..... Are you okay?"
Type peered his eyes to the wall to nod.
Hearing his brothers laughter, tharn turned, keeping type behind him.
"You son of a bitch! What the hell are you...."
He raised an eye brow.
"I see that things vulgarity, is rubbing off on you. How dare you say these things to me!"
Tharn growled a bit, to then turn his head, type fell to his knees, hand to his neck, to shiver a bit.
"Aaaah...... It burns!......."
Tharns eyes widen to look to him.
He then spat was in his mouth.
"Your sickness needs to be cured. Needed to kill that....."
Tharn went to his brother, to wrap his hands around his throat.
"I know, his to kill you. When I let you go, you will get the fuck out! Never come back!"
Tharn then threw his brother to the wall to then go to type to pick him up bridal style, he thrashed about gripping his neck.
"Damn it! Let me.....ah....ah.... Go.....fuck this hurts! I'm on fire! Aaaaah!"
Tharn turned them to see his brother before the door.
"You are not going anywhere tharn, that thing needs to be....."
"Either you move and leave, or......I put my half breed down and I fucking kill you!"
His brother rolled his eyes.
"You are such a fool, I'll come back. Hopefully...... That half breed will be dead."
Tharn growled, to see him then leave.
Rushing, he went has fast has he could go too the doctor.
Bursting in, the doctor said to eye them.
"What is....."
Tharn took type to the table.
"He was injected with a poison, from my brother."
The doctors eyes widen, to look to type.
His head was lifted back, body bucked, hand to his neck, screaming in pain.
"Fuck! Shit! Bitch! God damn it! Please stop this!" He whimpered.
The doctor nodded, to then strap type down, he tried to get out of the restraints.
"No......... Fuck....... Knock it off......aaaah! Let me go!"
The doctor looked to tharn.
"You need to suck out has much has you can while i get an antidote, prepared, I know you're brothers poisons all to well."
Tharn looked him over confused with his time to shake his head to go to type, to place his hands to his head, to grip to turn to the side.
"No! Don't you fucking dare you asshole! Don't..... You......aaaah"
Type breathed heavily, to close his eyes, feeling hot.
Tharn kept taking a bit, to then spit to the floor.
Type gritted his teeth, the pain was overwhelming.
The doctor then came back with a syringe.
"The should be enough, keep his head down, I need to inject this into the place where he bit."
Tharn nodded to do just that.
"Fuck! This hurts! Why are you doing this...... To..... Me....." Type whimpered in pain that started to dwindle.
The two stepped back, to see the wound start to fizzle, then red came out. Type stopped thrashing about, to take deep breathes, eyes partly opened, moving about the run, dazed.
"Mmmm......... Tharn....... Tharn?" He called out.
Tharn looked to the doctor.
"You can go to him. Should be fine."
Tharn stepped to type, for him to peer his eyes up, into slits, he started to breathe slowly.
"Tharn......"
"I'm here type..... I'm here....."
Type gulped to turn his head to the side.
"Can you....... Hold my....."
Type then fell into unconsciousness.
Tharn looked to types hand, that was tied by the wrist, to then hold.
"When....will he wake?"
"Should be by tomorrow night, even has a half breed, his body has been taken by shock. I'll get blood and saline solution pump."
The doctor turned, just to stop to eye tharn, he wrapped his hand around his arm, not letting go of type. The two stared at the other.
"How do you know so much about my brothers poisons?"
The doctor flexed his jaw.
Tharns eyes narrowed.
"You help him make them...... Didn't you....."
The doctor turned his head to look forward.
"I....... Was decieved, into..... Helping...... Now please, I need to get these things into this half breed now or he will die."
Tharns eyes darted.
He threw his arm down and away.
"Heal my half breed, then get the fuck out of my home!"
"My..... Loaylty is to you, not him. Not after what he did to me."
Tharn raised an eye brow.
"What did he...."
The doctor turned his head.
"This half breed needs to come first, I will only tell you, if I can stay."
"Why do you want to stay?"
"To be away from him...... You have no idea..... What he has done to me...."
Tharn rolled his eyes to turn his head to eye type.
"Help him....... I'll think about it."
The doctor nodded to step forward to get what he needed to help the half breed.
Tharn went to his ear.
"Please type..... Dont you die on me. I..... Am in Love with you."
Type furrowed his eye brows.
"I...... Am in..... Love with you.....too....."
Tharns eyes widen to lean his head away looking to him.
What?