chapter2
He loved the night. The streets were always empty and quiet, no one was staring at him as if he wasnt human... He could hear the small cricket sounds in the bushes, the dogs barking from far. He could see people in their homes either eating dinner or watching TV. One house, he could hear a couple having sex...
He wish he couldn't hear that. The womans moans the mans groans and heavy breathing...
Wait, that breathing wasnt coming from the house.
His dark eyes stared straight ahead and he saw him. The most beautiful creäture he'd ever seen. It was only a glimpse because from where he was standing the boy ran from one end of the street to the next, looking back now and then.
He was distressed.
It didn't take long to see why. Just behind him there was a puff of smoke and a man appeared. He stared at the running boy before he disappeared into another puff of red smoke.
XOXOXOXO
Spencer couldn't stop. He didn't want to stop. He didn't want Toby to have an advantage and catch him. He didn't want to know what the hell the man was. Even if he did, he was sure Toby would beat him some more than snap his neck and probably even eat him.
"You can't run Spencer!"
Spencer couldn't help the sob that escaped his mouth when he felt his legs starting to wobble. Toby's beating had taken a lot of energy, combine that with the running and Spencer was practically running half dead.
A puff of smoke appeared in front of him and he froze. A black man with a lightly shaven head and glowing blue-gray eyes stood in front of him. Spencer gasped when the man slowly walked towards him. A hand reached out and gently touched his face, then there were lips on his. Soft lips, that were gentle and sweet. Spencer took a deep breath, feeling like this kiss wasnt new, like he had kissed this man pulled away and just stared at him looking just as confused as he was.
"Spencer!"
He turned around to see Toby looking angrier than before. Toby charged towards the two.
Spencer was pulled closer to the mans body, and Spencer was 90% sure the man gave a small growl. The man waved a hand over him and Spencer, and Spencer saw Toby disappear.
XOXOXOXO
Spencer yelped when his feet hit the ground. He almost fell but the man held onto him... Not a man! Spencer gasped and pulled away. He quickly walked to the other side of the room where a couch was...
Couch? When did he get inside a house?
Too much was happening at the same time. Spencer felt dizzy and confused. "What... what are you?" He said low.
The man didn't answer, he just stared and it creeped Spencer out.
"Answer me!" He said.
The man only walked closer, making Spencer lean down on the back of the couch and whimper. He knew he would have no place to go. He put his face down on the couch and gasped again when he felt the mans hand in his hair.
"Dont be afraid."
Spencer opened his eyes and gulped. He slowly lifted his eyes to meet the mans. Spencer blinked even more confused. "Your eyes..."
The man blinked. "What about them?"
Spencer gulped again. "They're brown."
The man smiled. And god, it was so beautiful! "Yes. Not many notice this."
"B-but outside, they were... blue."
The man nodded. "Yes." He said low.
Spencer licked his lips and looked around the living room. It was huge. Three times his own. "Where am I?"
"You're in my home."
"You live here?" Spencer asked in awe as he stared around the wooden walls and the many frames that layered the walls. "This must be a castle." spencer said shaking his head.
The man laughed a little. "No. It's just my mansion."
Spencer slowly stood up stared around, mouth still slightly open. "This living room is a castle compared to my boy... Toby's house."
The man hummed.
Spencer looked towards him and took in his features and soft looking skin. But that didn't take away his suspicion. "Why'd you bring me here?"
The man blinked and looked from the floor to Spencer then back at the floor, like a small child being scolded. "You were in danger."
Spencer slowly nodded. "Well, thank you. But I really have to go." He made to walk towards the door but the man walked in front of him.
"Not with him?"
Spencer shook his head. "I have no where else to go."
"But he hurt you!"
Spencer blinked at the sudden change of anger.
"I can see it." The man pointed. "Right here." He touched Spencer's cheek and the teen hissed then pulled away.
"He didnt-" Spencer tried to deny.
"He did! I can sense it. His anger is all over your body."
Spencer stared down at his body suddenly feeling very naked through all his clothes. He looked back towards the man. "Who are you?"
"I'm Derek."
Spencer shook his head annoyed. "No, that's your name. I mean what are you?"
Derek stared for a moment before he blinked. "Darkling."
"A what?"
Derek took a deep breath. "Half vampire half witch."
Spencer blinked and stared Derek up and down. "You mean... you drink blood?"
Derek nodded. He didn't miss the movement Spencer made towards the door. "You don't have to be scared. I can control it."
"How do I know that?"
"It's your friend you have to worry about. He never could control it."
Spencer stopped in his tracks. "What do you know about Toby?"
"I know he was turned four years ago because he wanted it." He watched as Spencer only stared. "You're not safe with him." He walked closer to the trembling teen. "All the anger he's shown towards you was because he couldn't control it. He probably hunted for you because he knew if you found out you'd be easy evidence to get rid of."
Spencer still stared. He didn't belive any of this. He couldn't. But then again Toby was always the violent type and if he was turned four years ago then he was a... vampire before they'd met.
Spencer gulped dryly.
"Let me see your hand."
Spencer jumped out of his thoughts. "What?"
Derek's hand was stretched towards his. "Come on." He said low.
Spencer slowly reached out his hand which started trembling more when Derek grabbed it. A tremble that quickly faded when Derek ran his soft and gentle fingers through the palm.
Derek shut his eyes and took a deep breath.
Spencer started trembling at the chill he felt on his fingers. It was getting harder to breathe.
Derek opened his eyes and again they were that same blue-gray. His pupils grew and he quickly shut his eyes again. His grip loosened as Spencer pulled his hand away and cradled it, not because of pain, there was no pain. But because of the fact the he still had his hand that the vampire in front of him just had a firm grip in. Derek could have easily brought out his fangs, or whatever darklings call their long pointy teeth, and slice Spencer's vein and drain him.
"W-what..."
Derek reopened his eyes and stared at Spencer through dark brown eyes. "Your bloods been used before."
Spencer's brows lightly narrowed.
"Your boyfriend was keeping you around so he could stay alive."
A/N: I have no idea what a darkling is. I know I heard it somewhere but I cant remember where. And I wanted to make this story so badly, I just made it up. It is Fan fiction after all. Nothing as to be real.
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