𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮
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"𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭? 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭? 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭."
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𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐦 𝐌𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐝 𝐗 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫.
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Trigger warnings: Blood, gore, attempted murder, I don't proofread, cringe.
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"I think Sam is a vampire...."
"Vampires don't exist stupid!"
Brigitte replied back to her friend Y/N, he'd been stressed. Mostly because he thinks the love of his life is a blood sucking vampire wanting to kill him, though no one really believes that, not even Bridgitte who saw her sister turn into a werewolf.
"Well, if lycan's exist then so can vampires!" He snapped back, running his hands through his messy hair, hadn't bother to check out his appearance due to living in fear every waking second. He'd been afraid for weeks on end, like by holding baseball bats tightly in his sleep.
"What makes you Sam is a vampire?" Bridgitte questioned, crossing her arms and leaning back in her squeaky chair, causing Y/N to sigh again. "He always disappears late at night, comes back with blood dripping from his mouth."
"He's just been different! Estranged."
"Give me an example of what you mean."
"He doesn't talk much to me anymore, doesn't kiss me and when he's about to, he pulls away last second!"
"He could be planning on breaking up with you."
"What a horrible thing to thought to say."
"It's no better than him being a vampire!"
He tilted his head and shrugged in agreement, being broken up with would be better than beings Sam future dinner of sorts. Although Y/N would still end up dead one way, only one being figuratively dead by being dead inside instead of actual six feet under in a coffin dead.
"Look if Sam is a vampire, then use the usual strategies of what vampire's hate."
"I did! I put garlic on his pizza last time we ate out; He ate three slices and was fine! Then I gave him holy water instead of regular tap water when he asked me for some, downed the whole cup. And I hung cross up on our bedroom walls; He thinks I'm a Christian now and wasn't bothered!"
"I suggested a walk on our last sunny day, and he walked with me quiet fine, sunlight and all and he was not bothered."
"No! You dumbass I meant the wooden stakes."
Y/N paused, so did Bridgitte, while the silence grew so did his thoughts. "What do I do with a stake B?" Y/N quietly asked, his hands shaky and voice just as shaky. Brigitte didn't say anything right away which only worried Y/N more than he already had been.
"You put a spike through his heart."
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Y/N gotten up, wooden stake tucked safely into his backpack as he stepped inside, it was a cold night and cold in the house due to the heater not being on all day. Window was open which meant Sam snuck out again, the room was dark, no lamps or lights on.
The only small light came from a crack in the bathroom door, Y/N took the stake from his backpack and through his bag on the bed, quietly approaching the bathroom door.
Y/N pushed the door open with brutal force, a stake in his hand and tightly in a locked grip from his knuckles. And there was Sam, hunched over a toilet vomiting what looked to be chunks of flesh in a blood puke into the toilet bowl.
"Jesus Christ, can't you knock!" Sam exclaimed out, then gagging again, vomiting out blood. His hands soaked in the same red, getting the toilet seat a slimy red. His mouth and face covered in blood; Blood stained into his shirt and clothes.
"Sam-" Y/N started to say before getting cut off by Sam himself. "Get out!" Sam yelled, not looking over or looking up to Y/N in the doorway. "What happened?" Y/N shouted out, sinking down to the ground on his knees and to Sam where Sam finally looked up. Stake hidden behind Y/N's back.
"I get this urge....This gnawing crave and I didn't know what it was until I found out it was to drink everyone's fucking blood."
"That damn dog down the street, drained him fucking dry."
"Holy shit....You killed Norman."
"He barked....And he barked and he kept fucking barking. I just couldn't stop myself....I didn't know what to do..."
"What am I supposed to do? I can't live like this!"
"I know what will work..."
Y/N mumbled, pulling the stake from behind his back, making Sam freeze and see the stake, suddenly realizing what he'd do. "What is that-?" Sam questioned, crawling backwards and against the bathtub.
"Fuck you!" Sam shouted, falling into the tub and knocking over bottles of shampoo that split open and oozed everywhere in the tub. When Y'N launched at Sam with the stake in hand, Sam jumped and found his way onto the ceiling, looking upside down at Y/N.
"I knew you were a vampire!" Y/N shouted, looking up at Sam hanging on from the ceiling.
"Fuck you! You're nothing but a sissy little boy!"
"This won't hurt a bit!" Y/N lunged again, swinging the stake at same, the point inches from Sam's face. Sam flipped and jumped out of the bathroom and into the dark bedroom, landing on his feet like a cat.
"Sam, I need to save your soul!"
Y/N ran towards Sam and Sam quickly grabbed a cross from the nightstand, throwing it to Y/N. The metal hitting Y/N straight on the bridge of his nose, causing a blood flow down from his nose to dripping onto his lips.
"I'm supposed to do that to you! Not you to me!"
Sam's eyes changed a color, into a sort of pale yellow, like the blood flow made him hungry, his growing fangs aching. Y/N ran again and Sam jumped, flying out the window but gripping onto the side of the house.
Sam snapped, and lunged back inside, kicking Y/N down and onto the creaky floorboard, Sam jumped to Y/N and hovered above him. The wooden stake rolled away and across the room, hitting the wall. Sam pinned Y/N's wrist to the ground and straddled his hips.
Sam leaned in, his tongue swiping the blood from Y/N bottom lip. Then leaning into a kiss in which he licked up all the blood that was split on his lips. Y/N kissed back but it wasn't long until Sam broke apart and licked the stained blood from his bloody nose. Sam sighed in a sort of relief like a hunger that been temporarily satisfied.
Sam calmed down, eyes back to his brown eyes ones, fangs retracting back to his normal teeth and Sam looked suddenly human and normal again even though for this moment it wasn't.
"Freak..." Y/N muttered under his breath, Sam sighing at the quiet insult thrown at him. "I'm not a monster...." "Sure you are."
"I won't hurt you.... Vampires won't ever hurt you.... I won't let them and I won't let myself hurt you."
"Then I can change you, I'll swap your juice, and we can be together just like before."
"I'd rather be dead then be what you are...."
"I said I would die for you."
"No, you said you'd die with me."
Sam finally got up, his grip released on Sam and Y/N quickly moved and grabbed the stake from the floor, getting up himself. Y/N raised his stake to Sam, Sam stepping closer to the point where him and the point of that wouldn't stake didn't exist anymore. The point rested against his heart.
"Can you stake my heart?"
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