Mark pulled his hood up & hurried to his car so as not to get completely soaked. It hadn't been raining when he drove to the store, damn it. Of course he hadn't brought an umbrella either. He made it to his car & quickly got inside where it was dry. He tossed the snacks he'd bought into the passenger's seat & started the car driving out of the parking lot. He sniffed a bit hoping he wouldn't caught a cold again, he needed to record videos in the morning.
Mark was distracted enough that he almost didn't see the figure that stumbled out into the street in front of him. Thankfully though, he did. If not at the last second. He nearly stomped his foot down on the brake pedal in order not to run this person over. His heart was beating quite fast from the near tragedy. He sat there for a moment letting his mind catch up before he unbuckled his seat belt & got out of his car.
"Hey!" he walked towards the person seeing them sway a bit. It almost looked like they were about to collapse in a heap on the asphalt.
"Are you okay?"
As he got closer & thanks to his headlights, he saw the person was dressed all in dark colors with a hoodie to shield them from the rain most likely. It didn't seem like Mark would be getting an answer, maybe they were just too out of it to respond. His biggest concern was if they needed medical attention. Once he put a hand on their shoulder they finally turned their head a bit to look at him. But they were wearing sunglasses so he couldn't a good look at them. All he could tell was that this seemed to be a guy & he was really pale. Maybe he was sick.
"Hey...handsome..."
Mark paused hearing him speak, his voice was hoarse. "Are you hurt? Should I take you to the hospital?"
The man took a moment to reply & just nodded his head.
Mark gave a nod in return & gestured to his car. "Okay, get in." He turned heading back to the driver's door when he felt the man grab him from behind. Mark grunted & struggled against him, but some how this guy seemed to be stronger than him.
The man pulled Mark's hood back & grabbed a handful of his hair forcing his to tilt his head back.
"What the fuck?!" Mark continued to struggle even though it didn't seem to make a difference. He couldn't really see the man's face the way he was positioned. He froze when he felt a sharp pain in his neck & gasped. Had he been stabbed? No... He felt the man's mouth against his neck & his wet, hot tongue stroking against the skin his lips enveloped. This guy bit him? Mark winced unable to think about why when the throbbing from the wound started to become...pleasant. Actually it was more than pleasant. It felt downright pleasurable. Mark gripped the man's arm that was wrapped around his chest as he started breathing heavy. He was pretty sure he could feel the man sucking blood out of the wound he'd made. After some time of standing there in the rain, Mark lost the ability to hold back the soft noises he had started to make. He found he was beginning to feel weak & numb all over. His eyelids drooped as he trembled uncontrollably. "S-Sto...stop..." it was barely above a whisper. His whole body felt heavy, too heavy to move. He ended up relying entirely on this man in order to stay upright. The next thing Mark felt was the man removing his mouth from his neck cold. He couldn't really think straight, he almost felt like he was going to pass out at any minute. The man actually guided him back to his car helping him into the driver's seat.
Mark grimaced & tried to focus on staying awake. He looked at the man trying to get a good look at him, but instead he got a bloody wrist pressed against his lips. He couldn't even comprehend all this right now, all he knew was he didn't want to be tasting someone's blood. He didn't have a choice though since this man forced him to open his mouth. Mark tried to push the man away, however he was stopped easily enough in his current state. The coppery taste started to fill his mouth & as much as he wanted to just spit the blood out he couldn't. Some how it was like he was being offered a cold glass of water after walking for days through a desert. The hand he hand been using to try to shove the man away instead gripped onto his arm. All too soon the man pulled his cut wrist away leaving Mark still weak & wanting more. He came to his sense just a bit the door was shut. He blinked & looked out the window only to see the man was gone. There was no trace of him except for the wound on Mark's neck.
Mark creased his eyebrows completely at a loss for what had just happened. The first thing that came clearly to his foggy mind was that he needed to get back to his apartment. So he drove his car the rest of the way home & half stumbled into the building. He was definitely taking the elevator. He just needed to make it to his apartment, thankfully Bob & Wade had come over for a visit. He got out of the elevator once he reached his floor & leaned against the wall as he shuffled towards his door. His breaths were coming in exhausted pants as he reached the door. Before he could even retrieve his keys, the door opened.
