𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

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"No! N-no, please don't do it!"

"Please he's a good person!"

"H-hyung-"

As the sword was sliding against his throat, Mark could feel the cold metal slowly digging into his skin and his blood drip onto the floor. His body was soaked with water, from the rain that was pouring down on him. His hands full of blood and open wounds because of the endless fighting. He could feel his heart beating fast and his breath being unsteady. He had tears formed in his eyes but a smile on his face. His vision was blurry but the light in front of him so bright. 

It was calling for his name, the bright light, he could mistake it as the sun itself, if it wouldn't be for the night sky full of dark clouds looking down on him. 

They looked like they pitied him. But that's nothing Mark wanted. He hated the pity looks of the humans around him when they saw him.

That's not how he wanted his life to end.

It was depressing. 

It's right that he wanted his life to end for a long time now, but then he found something precious in his life, something that makes him smile, something that understands and loves him. Something that gave him a chance to be himself.

His own family.

But right when he found the light that could lead him through life, he had to change the path and leave. He had to leave before the light turned into something like him. Something not normal, something horrible and disgusting.

A monster.

"MARK!"

The said boy's breath hitched as the weapon slit over his neck in a harsh way. His eyes began to close in a slow motion and his heart stopped beating. His smile dropped and not a moment later the hands of the masked man behind him let go of his shoulders. Blood and water splashing to the side as his lifeless body fell into a puddle the rain formed on the ground.

His life was over and maybe for the better.

Who would want for a monster to live anyways?

That's right, he was a monster and he couldn't live in his life of denial anymore. Denying who he was. This time has ended a long time ago. The people around him opened his eyes and showed him what he was.
There was no place for monsters like him in a world full of humans. His mother always told him that, she warned him, but he wouldn't believe her. He wasn't a monster in his eyes, he was like all the other humans. He just had a few different preferences. That's what he liked to believe.

Mark wasn't a monster but he wasn't normal either, he didn't fit in the crowd of people at all. It never mattered where he went, he was always a misfit.
People were afraid of him because of his bloody red eyes, pitch black hair and pale skin. Not to forget his sharp fangs that made anyone run away the moment he smiled. 

They made him look like a monster.

Mark made it affordable to get food for him and his mother after his dad died. His mother never told him how he died till he was an adult. Strangely the boy couldn't hate the humans for their actions. 
He tried to understand them and why they killed his dad that night, in the streets in front of everybody to see. Just like an execution.
Nobody tried to save him, they hated the monsters among them. They were happy to see them die, knowing they'll be safe from now on.

The young Mark never understood what was so bad about being different and decided to act like he isn't certainly some stranger. He learned to be  nice and kind to others. He grew up to know what he could and couldn't, should and shouldn't do in this awful world. He got told to always wear a smile on his face whatever happens. 

Even if someone kills him as a guilty vampire.

Even if someone took everything away from him.

Everything.

For Mark it was very essential for everybody to know that he was a good person, not a monster. That's what he lived for. 

It was hilarious to live for a stupid reason like this. right? 
But for Mark it meant everything.

He learned to appreciate the time he got to live and the experience to love someone.

His family, his sunshine, his bright light.

"MARK! LET ME GO! P-please I just want to hold him one l-last time!"
trying to push the men away from himself Donghyuck was feeling empty. His body felt as if his soul was soaked out of his body the moment Mark smiled at him a last time. The smile he learned to love more than anything in this world.

The tears kept rolling down Hyucks soft cheeks, becoming one with the heavy rain drops falling from the sky on his tanned face, as he screamed his lovers name over and over again.

He kept fighting the men holding him back till he finally let go of him. He ran his way over to Mark whose body lost all his warmth and all clues of life.
Donghyuck threw his body over Marks and hugged the raven haired so tight, he didn't want to let go. 
He hoped for his lover to magically stand up and kiss him, telling him that it was all a horrifying nightmare, not more and not less.

Sadly Mark didn't even move a muscle. 

Donghyuck turned the dead boy around so he could look at his beautiful face. It was full of scratches and blood but it was still wonderful in Hyucks eyes. He slowly laid a hand on Mark's cheek stroking it softly. At a moment like this they would turn into a tomato like blush and the boy under him would begin to stutter and push Donghyuck’s face away to get rid of the warmth that rose in his face. But now all he did was keep his eyes closed and his skin becoming colder and paler each minute that went by.

Donghyuck knew that he lost Mark, his Vampire, his special someone, but he couldn't let go. He wanted to accompany him in the heaven he deserved to be in. But he couldn't bring it over with. His friends were crying in each other's arms a few Meters away from Donghyuck and Mark  loved and needed him, he couldn't just leave them like Mark did.

Hyuck's hand trembles in a fast pace  as he finally realizes what really happened. His eyes hurt from crying, but he didn't care. He can't stop either.

Leaning down, the hazel eyed male connected his lips with Marks, closing his eyes shut to feel a last bit of warmth and love his vampire left for him.
Pulling away he took a deep breath and kissed the others forehead with so much fondness and love, he wanted it to reach out to Mark wherever he is now.

"I love you, the way you're my vampire, don't change, alright?"

....

Mark wasn't a monster, but nobody liked to believe that.

Because the actual monsters were them - the humans, not him.













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Lee_Yoomin

I know it's pretty short and out of the blue, but I lost inspiration and a wonderful author and friend helped me to get my passion for writing back (:

@beautaefulmistake Thank you for the cover and inspiration!♡ 

Anyways I really wanted to share the OS with you guys 'cause I actually like it.

I'm open for criticism and I'd be happy to know how you like my writing, if I could change something or things like this. 

Ummm yeah, thank you for reading and stay safe :)

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