Chapter 10
AN: Ok, I know I haven't update this in along time and yeah the small update I did mentioned I would update this soon but I had 3 tests; two for college and one for driving as well as having some annoying story ideas which I really wanna write but can't as I need to finish this or The Band. Anyway thank you kaitlin and Arianna for the reviews answering my question in the authors notes asking if I should keep writing this story or end it in a few chapters.
Ok, I'm lying naked on the floor at the entrance to the building and no one has seen me yet, Chandler thought while sitting up.
Outside he could see it was dusk as the sun was slowly setting, dipping down behind the buildings. Pushing himself up, putting a hand against the wall to steady himself, Chandler looked down the hallway. Seeing no one there, he started to walk back up to Phoebe's apartment.
Hopefully my clothes fell onto the floor when I changed.
The building was quiet at least until he reached the third floor, when one of the door's opened. A man dressed in jeans and a dark blue t-shirt stepped out of his apartment, not seeing Chandler walking along. Locking his door, the man was shocked to see Chandler there, having not heard him.
Chandler could see the thoughts running through the man's head. He's either going to call the police saying there's a crazy person here or he's going to think something happened to him.
"Are you ok?" The man asked, cautiously, with a hint of an English accent
"Um yeah, do you have any clothes I could borrow?" Chandler asked, innocently even though he was already planning on doing something to him
"Yeah ok, come inside I'll get you some"
This man is incredibly stupid, for all he knows I could be a psycho killer or something worse. Actually I am the something worse, Chandler thought grinning.
"These look like they should fit, there's a bathroom over there" The man said, pointing to his left while passing him a red t-shirt and grey jogging bottoms.
After Chandler changed, the clothes a bit lose on him but still fitting, walked back to the man who was on his sofa, waiting nervously.
He should be.
"Can I ask what happened?" The man questioned
"It's a bit of a long story and you wouldn't believe me anyway so I'll cut it sort, I'm a vampire and you're gonna be my lunch"
The man leaped from his couch running to his front door, opening it a fraction when Chandler slammed the door closed. Pinning him to the door, Chandler let a manic grin slowly appear on his face.
"I haven't had a chance to ask you your name yet so what is it?" Chandler demanded, slamming the guy into the door
"Sam," he whimpered, "My name is Sam"
"Well Sam, I'm Chandler, thanks for the clothes"
Letting his fangs extended slowly to torment Sam slightly over his soon to be death, Chandler smiled showing his fangs off.
"I think I tell you the whole story," Chandler said throwing Sam into the couch, landing straight on his back.
Making a small grimace of pain, arching his back when it made contact, Sam sunk to the floor, looking at Chandler in panic and fear.
"I can feel your fear but there's no need to panic yet, I'm not going to kill you for a good few minutes," Chandler said, grabbing Sam by the front of his shirt, hulling him up, "So my story, I got turned into a vampire by my friends but guess what I'm not just a vampire, I'm a werewolf too"
Chucking Sam into his kitchen counter, Chandler took a quick look around the room. It was an open plan living room kitchen area with a bathroom to the left and a bedroom to the right. The walls were just plain white with no pictures on them but then most of the apartment was very plain as if he had just moved in.
"Did you just move here?" Chandler questioned
Sam nodded quickly, staying quiet, hoping that this wasn't actually happening to him.
"Not that I care but this place is a bit plain. Anyway on with my story, my father only just told me I was a werewolf so I don't know how to change by will, I was trying to and was able to change into a wolf just not back. That's why I was naked, I had just turned human again, but even though I can't control this doesn't mean much as I'm still stronger than a normal vampire."
Seeing a knife in the kitchen he went over and grabbed it, leaving Sam on the floor, leaning against the counter, not even trying to escape.
"You ok?" Chandler asked, crouching down in front of Sam, "You aren't talking much and I see you're not trying to escape, why not try?"
"I'm fine," Sam whispered, "I know escape is pointless, you'll just hurt me more if I try"
"You're quite smart Sam, I thought most people would be screaming or crying for help but maybe I've just watched too many horror films"
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to cut you," Chandler said, grabbing Sam left arm
Sam was struggling, he may know escape was pointless but he didn't want to be cut. Chandler's left hand, after putting the knife onto the counter, grabbed Sam leg and pulled him along so he was lying flat on the floor. Standing up, Chandler put a foot on Sam chest, lightly putting pressure on his chest.
"What happened to not fighting?" Chandler questioned
"I said escape was pointless but I don't want you to cut me or kill me, if I didn't mind that I would be questioning my sanity"
"You seem to be pretty sane although you are talking to the person who is going to kill you quite openly so that I would question"
Chandler picked up the knife in his left hand, stilling holding Sam left arm, and drew the knife along it.
"You know, I would much prefer just to bite you and get it over with like that but I got to make it either look like an accident or you did it to yourself. 5 people have died within two days, all of them definitely looking like murder so I can't have a sixth one in three days" Chandler said
Grabbing the other arm, Chandler drew another line, deep enough to make it look like Sam did kill himself but not deep enough for all the blood to leave too quickly.
"I still need to drink from you so you won't die from the cuts"
Sitting down on Sam, putting a hand on each shoulder, Chandler leaned forward slowly.
"It's been fun chatting Sam but now it's time to say goodbye"
Not giving him a chance to say anything, Chandler was already on his neck, teeth piecing the skin, drawing the blood out of him.
"Bye Sam" Chandler said getting up and walking out of the apartment, shutting the door behind him and going back to Phoebe's.
AN: Hoped you enjoy this chapter with it being very Chandler centic and not including the others but they'll be in the next chapter. Sorry for any spelling mistake or writing errors and please review, I'll probably wait for a review before updating again
