I have officially decided to delete all my other stories. I hope those who were reading them won't feel to terribly bad. Without any further ado, the story.
Prologue.
Snap! The echo of a broken twig alerted me of a presence nearby. Quickly suppressing a whimper I tucked my legs closer to me hoping It wouldn't find me. After what felt like hours, I heard a rustle of leaves in the clearing. I immediately scooted closer in the hollow log I was hiding in.
"Ed, I know you can hear me. Why not come to me? If you do, I will make your death less painful and quick." It said viciously. Even though I knew It couldn't see me (thankfully) but that didn't stop me from shaking my head back and forth.
I heard a low sigh minutes later, then absolute silence. Long after the silence began, I still didn't dare to move. Finally, after many hours, I quietly and carefully climbed out of the log, knowing if It was still there waiting, I would be dead before I could even make a sound. I slowly opened eyes I didn't realize I had closed, to take in my surroundings.
The clearing was empty. I let out a low sigh of relief, in case the thing was still nearby. I sighed once again. I sat down, getting ready. Then I stood once more and looked at my clothes.
My wonderful clothes were torn to hell! They had multiple holes in them and had large splotches of blood all over my once black jeans. My scrapes were showing through the holes in my jeans. Same with my shirt. My read coat must have been torn off in my haste. I let out another sigh. Damn! How many more times am I going to do that tonight? I thought in annoyance. I decided to make a break for the city. About 2 minutes after I started running, I saw a streak of black and was suddenly pinned to the ground.
"That was smart, hiding in a log. Why didn't you come out when I asked though? I could have made your death quicker and less painful. Then again, you had to have guts knowing that if I found you like this, to not come out. Maybe I should, no, I can't." It debated as I laid pined in the dust.
Suddenly I was shoved onto a tree. When I had finally recovered from the shock of being caught I realized that my head was being tilted up... exposing my neck! I started to struggle, but quickly had my head slammed into a tree, yet again being dazed.
"Why the hell are you still struggling? Can't you just accept death? Then again, you have a strong will. You know what... Screw the rules. I am going to go through with this." It snarled.
I once again felt my head being tilted up, but I didn't struggle, but cry. Once I felt those perfect lips on my throat, I lost it completely and started to sob freely. My tears were streaming down my face for the first time in many years once It's fangs pierced my throat. Then It finally realized I was crying.
"Why are you crying Edward" It asked sincerely.
A flare of anger and betrayal flared up in me. "Now you finally care, when you of all things are killing me. Now you choose to care. I am crying because I am going to die. I am crying because you, my best friend and boyfriend are killing me. That's why you soulless piece of shit!" I yelled.
I felt him frown against my neck. Then I felt a smirk. As I wondered why he smirked I gasped out in pain. He had started biting my neck over and over again. After about three bites I was in hysterics while screaming and crying. Finally after the fist 6 I started to black it out.
When I had enough sense to open my eyes he had stopped biting and finally was feeding. My breathing became shallow after a while. Soon after, I collapsed from the lack of oxygen and blood. He drank for a few more minutes and then removed his head..
When I saw his eyes I noticed his eyes were no longer a dark blue but black as the night around us. If a demon could see this Roy's smirk, even they would be running away in fear. I ,myself, shivered.
He suddenly bit his wrist and blood came gushing out. Once again getting clarity, I realized what he was trying to do, and feebly shut my mouth. He sighed in annoyance and pried my mouth open. I had the intent to bite his wrist once in my mouth, but I couldn't for some reason. Then I tasted the blood.
It didn't even taste like blood. It tasted like the best wine ever made, or even liquid gold if gold had a taste. It was the best thing I ever tasted. I tentatively licked the source and more came out. I latched onto Roy while sucking hard at his wrist. I distantly heard him chuckle, but I didn't care. I wanted more of this taste.
After about 3 minutes, I felt him trying to lift his wrist from my mouth. I took my hands from his shoulders and wrapped them around his wrist. He sighed and tried again. I held the wrist tight as I lifted my head up partially and growled at him. He glared at me in anger and surprise. I latched back onto his wrist.
"Edward, stop now!" he said. I growled again, but was muffled because my mouth was against his wrist. I felt a sharp smack to the back of my head. I looked from his wrist to glare at what had hit me and Roy pulled his wrist back. I started to whine after I noticed the wrist was gone.
I started to reach for it when I started to feel tired. "Roy, I am tired. Why?" I asked confused. He smirked.
"You are tired because I, first of all, drank you blood. Now that I gave you some of my blood, you should be starting to change into a vampire. Not now of coarse, it will take a few more blood exchanges to do that, but for now it is just a little." he explained, acting like I asked him a question about math and not about me being turned into a vampire.
I was about to yell but was too tired. I sighed and closed my eyes. He picked me up and started running toward his house near the woods. Probably when we were halfway there I spoke.
"Why Roy? Why me?" I asked with the last of my energy as I opened one eye. I saw him do his bastard smirk.
"Why you Ed? I picked you, not because you are my boyfriend, but because I can tell you were born to be a vampire. I also have no intention of leaving you behind when I have to move on. You will be with me, forever." he said sounding like a complete loon. I shut my eye and was silent.
As I wait for sleep to envelop me, Roy spoke again. "Ed, if you are awake, I really am sorry. If it helps, I will only bite you now if you want me too, but I still have no intention to go on without you in my life." He said in a very soft, caring voice while opening a door, then laying me down. I felt lips touch my forehead and a soft hand caress my cheek. I distantly heard a door close before I fell into a blissful sleep.
