Six Days Till Sunday

Six Days Till Sunday

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𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝟷 𝙰 𝚅𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝙰𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚢𝚙𝚜𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 The war against humanity is finally here and the humans are 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜. A antivirus got into the water stream and infected nearly half of the population turning the humans into blood sucking monsters who were thirsty all the time for blood. The humans not infected tried to save themselves or either fought back to save an already dying breed. It was chaos out there in a world that is now known as the 𝙑𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝘼𝙥𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙮𝙥𝙨𝙚. In a world like this getting separated from your loved ones would be admitting that they were 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙 already or either became the 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙. Not for Tucker Lancaster and Killian Snout. They knew they would see each other again. It was just that would either of them be the same when they see each other again?
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"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me. "Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure. "With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his. Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered. As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath. Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree. Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell. I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood! He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...

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