My psychological vampire

"Let go of me!" I screamed as i thrashed around his arm, i looked at his face only to see an emotionless gaze, his face was stoic as though i was nothing before him, like i didn't even exist in his arms.

Of course i probably mean nothing to him, i never did and i probably never will

Realization dawned upon me as a sense of terror clouded my senses when i remembered his words

"Only two things make my life significant : Blood and instructions, i have no room for emotions"

"You're sick Tristan"i responded coldly

I watched as his intelligent yet emotionless eyes darted to mine as he replied in a Luke-warm manner

"And you're my cure!"