(A/N: Okay, hey guys I be back! This is chaptah 4 in Blood As In, Blood? :O OMG! Last chapter was actually not meant to go the way it did o.o I didn't want them to kiss . It just happened? So, this one doesn't have a name yet, so, for the time being it's called Leaving. It might change, this writer doesn't know! Okay, love and kisses and all that crack . BYE!)
Andy walked through New York City, trying his best to get the last few minutes out of his mind. Why did Ashley kiss him? Why didn't he see it coming? He seemed to be losing his reflexes, to stop anything… Why couldn't he stop Ashley? His foot steps echoed off the sides of large buildings, shielding him from the sun. He was thankful that no hustlers had tried to stop him. Something isn't right, he thought. The streets seemed to be deserted. He looked around, people looked dead and grey. "Excuse me, ma'am? Is everything alright?" He stopped in front of a disturbed looking woman.
"Don't hurt me! Please!"
"Ma'am, I won't hurt you."
"He grabbed me… He was evil… His eyes were red… I didn't do anything!"
"I… I'm sorry?"
"Him… The tall man!"
"Ma'am, you should go home…"
"He'll find me! I'm his now… He told me, after he bit me!" She held out her wrist, Andy saw the two puncture wounds. He ran his fingers across them. They were fake. He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ma'am, these are fake."
"Oh, no! It was all too real!" She laughed. "You almost fell for it!" Andy stared at her. "I am a student at the New York academy of Performing Arts. Sorry if I scared you, my friends made me do it. See, they think your cute and-"
"I'm gay."
"Oh, well, sorry to bother you then…" She looked weirded out. She turned, walking away. Andy rolled his eyes, moving on. He stopped. Ashley was in pain. He ran back to his house.
"Ashley!" He ran down stairs. Ashley was asleep, he was crying. Andy kneeled next to him, pulling Ashley's trembling body into his arms. "Shh, Ashley, it's okay… Sh." Ashley whimpered. He woke up, quickly.
"Andy!" He grabbed Andy's shirt. "Oh, God…"
"Ashley, what's wrong?"
"Andy, it was you… You were so evil…"
"I am not like that…"
"I know… But, this was so vivid…" He shuddered. Andy gripped him, tighter.
"It's all okay now, are you okay?" Ashley nodded.
"I am now…" He sighed, shakily.
"Ashley, I know what you're thinking, literally. And, I guess what I'm trying to say is, even though you are here and my situation doesn't help, I do care about you."
"Wait… Wait. You think that just because you say you care, that this makes this stupid situation any better! Well, you would be wrong. I don't want to be here, I don't want to lose my blood, I don't want you to touch me," He shoved me away; "I don't want you!" Andy stared at him.
"Fine. You can leave. No one is stopping you anymore." He ripped the chains off of Ashley's wrists.
"Gee, how nice." Andy was hurt. He was falling for Ashley, the first person he ever had feelings for in over sixty years. Ashley stood up, shoving past Andy. "I would say it's been fun, but, I hate lying." Andy stood up.
"Goodbye, Ashley." His face was neutral. Ashley felt wrong, but, he needed to leave. Andy watched him as he walked up the stairs. He jumped at the sound of the door slamming. "I will miss you."
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Ashley walked the cold streets of New York, he felt alone and empty. A hooker placed her hand on his chest, "Hey, sweetie. Looking for a good time?" He shook his head, walking away. "Your loss." She pulled out a cigarette, placing it in her mouth. She was just about to light it when she heard a loud thud behind her. She turned around, "Who's there?" (Me: That's what you should do. T.T)
"Hello, Candy." The thing that caused the noise came out from the shadows. Candy gasped,
"Jake! Where have you been all these years?"
"Around." He stepped closer to Candy. "But, I'm back now. And, I'm hungry."
"Lets go get something to eat then. Just like old times." Jake shook his head.
"No." He grabbed her shoulder. "I was thinking something more… Bitter." He sunk his teeth into her shoulder, covering her mouth to conceal her screams of agony. After he drained her, he laughed as he watched her body hit the ground. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Haven't you learned? Never trust me. Now, Andy, it's your turn." He smiled.
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"Ashley…? Ashley!" Andy frantically searched all alley ways and buildings for Ashley. He was no where to be found. He gasped, falling to his knees. People surrounded him, "Sir, are you okay?" People pulled out their cell phones, "Jake… God please! No!" He stood up, pushing through all of the people. Dammit! No, he can't be here… He can't! Not now… Not when I'm vulnerable… Not when Ashley is so close to me… No! He thought as he ran to the only place Ashley could be.
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"I can't believe I actually miss him…" Ashley layed sprawled out on his bed. He missed Andy as much as someone could miss anyone. He knew he was overreacting when he said that, but, it was true… Kinda. He missed Andy's smile, his voice, his alertness, the way he treated Ashley like he was the most important thing in his life… Above all this, he missed Andy's touch. (Me: Awww! Dude, that is weird… And really cute at the same time… .) Ashley covered his face, "Dammit…"
"Temper, temper, Mr. Purdy." He jumped, sitting up.
"Andy! What the hell! You scared me!"
"Sorry, Ashley, he's here…"
"W- Who's here?" He pulled the blanket across his lap. He wasn't wearing anything besides boxers; (Me: See what I do for you people!) Andy didn't seem to notice… Or care for that matter.
"Jake." Ashley's eyes grew wide. "He'll come after you… You need to come back with me."
"Andy…"
"He will kill you… There is no choice again. I am truly sorry." Ashley stood up,
"Okay. I'll come with you."
"No fight or anger?"
"What's the use?"
"Good point." Andy smiled, grabbing Ashley.
"Can I get dressed first?"
"Oh, yea. You're not wearing clothes."
"Don't act like you didn't notice."
"I am not acting, honestly."
"Out."
"Hurry? Please?"
"Pushy." Ashley rolled his eyes. Andy walked out, laughing. "Jerk…"
"Heard that."
"Good."
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Andy set Ashley back down in the pillows. "You're safe now."
"Why did you come back for me? I was a jerk to you… And, yet, you still warned me… Why?"
"I did not want you to die. He would not have been merciful on you… No negotiation… You would have been dead. I would not have been able to go on if it was me who had let it happen."
"That's kind of… Nobel."
"Nobel?"
"Like a fairytale I guess…"
"Really screwed up fairytale. And, no romance."
"Well…"
"What are you saying?"
"Never mind… You can't hear my thoughts?"
"No, as he draws closer, I grow weaker… I am stronger than him and the only way I can get back to my original strength is if I get angry. I do not want that."
"Oh…" Andy sat in front of Ashley in the pillows. "Look, Andy, I'm really sorry about what I said earlier…"
"It's okay, you were… Overwhelmed. I understand." He smiled. Ashley felt his heart pick up speed. Dammit Ash! Stop falling for this guy! Ashley ignored his screaming mind. It's what he wanted, but, it wasn't right… Was it? Andy looked down, sighing.
"Oh, Ashley… Things just keep getting more and more complicated, don't they?"
"Yea, they do… I was normal for a short time and now look at me… I had no idea vampires existed…" Ashley laughed. Andy stared at him, he had something in his eye. "What are you thinking about?"
"If I ever lost you."
"How long have you known me? Like, a few months?"
"I've known you long enough."
"Okay, the creepy just grew…"
"I am sorry, but, you asked."
"When will he be here?"
"I am not sure… Whenever he decides my time is up…"
"You can stop him, right?"
"I do not know… I will try what I can to protect you, but, there are no promises."
"That is… Reassuring." Andy grabbed his arm.
"I will not let him hurt you, even if it means risking my own life."
"Because I'm a human?"
"No, because I care about you more than anyone else who I have ever met or seen." Ashley smiled.
"Vaguely sweet…"
"You are very sarcastic."
"I know, it's my defense mechanism… Protects me from stupidity." Andy laughed. For the first time, Ashley felt happy with him… Safe, even. "You won't put the chains back on, will you?"
"No, I mean… You have to stay for any protection. Why?"
"They were uncomfortable and left marks on my wrist." Andy stood up.
"How bad are they?" Ashley stood up, also.
"I'm not sure." Andy grabbed his wrist, softly, examining the marks.
"They cut the skin… How could I have been so stupid?"
"You aren't stupid…"
"It hurt you… I didn't mean to…" Andy looked up at him. He stroked Ashley's face, "Are you okay?"
"They don't hurt." Ashley winced as Andy ran his hand over the swollen welts. "Or, maybe they do…"
"I am…"
"Stop apologizing. It's okay, I'll survive." Andy sighed, dropping his hands.
"Okay, I am… Oops…" Ashley looked up at the ceiling.
"I… Missed you." (Me: Awh!)
"What?"
"I missed you… When I left, I began to miss you…"
"I thought you did not like me."
"I never said that."
"You thought it, multiple times. Mainly when you were sleeping."
"I don't feel like that anymore."
"Nice to know."
"You can't hear my thoughts? At all?"
"No, not at all."
"Good…"
"Why?"
"I am literally going crazy…"
"Crazy? Again, why?"
"I don't know…" He stepped closer to Andy.
"Ashley… What are you… D- doing?" Andy looked away, this wasn't happening… Ashley was just inches in front of Andy. Andy touched his face, "Ashley…" Ashley brushed his lips on Andy's,
"Picking up where we left off…" (Me: Cheesy, shut the hell up.) Andy felt Ashley's lips on his. Everything felt… Weird. This wasn't supposed to happen, but, Andy went along anyway. He grabbed Ashley, tightly. Ashley twisted his fingers in Andy's hair, pulling away. "I can't believe I just did that…" (Me: Neither can I, Ash. Neither can I… And I'm the author! Nice ending, right?)