Chapter 4: Lost in the Dark

A week flew by and Vlad hadn't so much as left his bedroom, not even to feed. It seemed like he was slowly going insane, or just trying to kill himself one. The sound of Henry beating on the door had been promptly ignored by the young vampire, seeing as he didn't feel the need to speak with anyone.

Oddly enough, he hadn't seen the dark angel he'd met on the street, despite his promise. Maybe he was waiting for Vlad right then on the street? It was a dumb suggestion that was quickly disregarded and the boy focused his full attention on his book. He had a stash of them in his little storage closet of a room, going from childrens' stories to great novels.

Horror hadn't been catching his fancy lately, the words about blood and gore sending his stomach on a frenzy. Three lines about a bloodbath and the small organ had talked to him for hours. All the same, romance wasn't overly interesting either. Actually, he'd had no interest in it at al for over a month. It was strange, since he dark-eyed creature had always been a sucker for a good love story. More attracted to simple dramas with cliché plotlines had been enough to distract him, and now he was sticking to something about a puberty-stricken teen and her "horrid" family life.

It was odd, but it seemed that he was completely unaware of any of his motives or how they would help him. He'd broken up with Snow because he didn't love her anymore, but the reason he was working so hard to avoid dear Henry was a total mystery to him. It just seemed like a bad idea and the back of his mind screamed that the brunette's presence would only lead to trouble; and usually trouble for Vlad was the secrete password for demise.

A tapping noise suddenly sounded at the window, and rolling his onyx orbs the dear immediately suspected it be a bird or here to annoy him. But then it was forced open by pale hands, an easy job seeing as it hadn't been locked. Standing in in windowsill was none other than the blonde man Vladimir had seen on the streets, grinning pleasantly at the boy.

After his heart had caught up with itself, before you knew it the raven-haired was pressed against his wall, breathing heavily and attempting to keep as far away as possible from the acid-voiced male across from him. Merely feet away, the muscular stranger grunted with displeasure and eyed Vlad with forest irises.

"Wh-what do you want?" the scrawny excuse for a creature of the night stammered out quickly, gulping. Suddenly his throat had turned dry, and flushed face revealed his fear. Usually he tried to look calm and collected in the presence of pursuers, but his brain just wasn't working properly at the moment. It was as if someone had screwed with it.

"Hello, Mr. Tod. It's a pleasure to see you again. Of course, I've seen you plenty of times the past year, but I do believe that this is only the second time you have laid eyes on myself," he purred, voice like silk and a certain confident air around him.

Suddenly it occurred to Vlad that he may not be the crazy one. "Answer my question!" he piped up angrily, face flushing deep red. "I-I mean . . . please?" The boy sunk to the ground, bottom hitting the ground. The only sounds he heard for a moment were that of the ticking clock and his heart pounding hard against his chest, threatening to burst out and cause him to bleed dry.

"You have a lovely room. A bit small and not much space, but I do like the bed." The other had taken place on the bed, sitting on its edge and eyeing the shaking, black-clad beast huddled in the corner. A squeak emitted from the trembling teen, close to tears.

"Oh, don't be scared, Love. I've always known you to be rather strong when it came to situations when you were scared, even at the most horrible times. Say, if I hit you right now I bet you wouldn't even make an attempt to stop me, would you? Hmm . . . I bet its because you're hungry. Want me to feed you?" asked the large blonde.

The thought of food make Vlad's stomach growl, and his eyes brightened when suddenly a blood bag was pulled out of the pocket of the stranger, tossed right into his lap. Unable to help himself, the troubled child immediately allowed his fangs to elongate and sink into the gift.

It felt wrong to drink it, as if he were a pet accepting something his master. Basically, it was just plain wrong. Vlad was nowhere near to being a pet, and he wouldn't let anyone lable him as it. But he'd just been so damn hungry.

The succulent juices caused the boy's body to tremble in a different way, filled with pleasure in delight, despite the fact he felt like some sort of uncontrollable animal. His entire being welcomed the crimson liquid and strength began to coarse through his veins. Once done, his stomach continued to growl, but he didn't feel as weak anymore. Vulnerability, apparently, was tied into hunger. Why he hadn't just left his room to retrieve a snack was unknown, but the one who'd given the delicacy to him couldn't have possibly been evil. He'd probably just been hearing things when the murder in the blonde's voice had been picked up on the street.

Looking up and preparing himself to thank his new company, the shock that he was no longer there caused the hungry darling to freeze. The window was still open, however his guest had left. Pouting, the Goth quickly grabbed his book-which had fallen into the floor-and sat himself on the bed. At this point the started to find it hard to concentrate on the words, eyed shifting every few seconds to the spot on the bed where his blue-eyed angel had been sitting.

Call him what you want, but for some reason trust overwhelmed the pale figure. He wanted to see the smooth-voiced, pretty man again. While words sent chills up his spine, the intentions of the other had bordered no less than good, and oddly enough his mind didn't explode with questions. He just tried to settle and wondered if what he hoped would be his new friend would return.

Soyeah, you must be confused. Vlad usually doesn't act like this. I've mostly been writing what seemed relevant with nothing in particular to go by, but this idea just came to me and everything's gonna be different for a bit. I'll confuse you with our confused main character, and eventually everything will tie together and you guys will be all like "OFUCK". ^^

Next chapter we'll drop in with our friends so that way everyone's minds can wander with this one. D Because I'm evil like that. Feel free to leave a review saying what the crap you think's going on, and favs are always appreciated. ^^ I NEED SUPPORT, THOUGH. Honestly, I don't think I can go much longer without some encouragement. I need to know that my readers will stick by me, so that way I can carry out the plot, since I have a long history of giving stories up. ;-;