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Picture is Caitlyn
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I sat there in silence and whistled Silent Night for some odd reason. My headache was gone, and while Dwayne was gone, the doctors told me that they found out my blood type. But the down side is, they want to know my full name. I know if I give them my name, they’ll look me up, find out I’m missing and I’ll have to go home. I know I sound like a horrible son, but I’ve had the most thrilling and amazing time these past three days, more than I’ve ever had in my life.
There was a knock at the door that interrupted my thoughts. I looked over and saw Dwayne come in with a older looking man. “Deckland, why do you get yourself into these messes?” I looked at him in confusion then saw Dwayne glaring at me and giving me the ‘follow my lead’ look. “Oh I’m sorry, I wanted to bleed to death in a mall parking lot, it was my dream,” I said sarcastically. “Come on dad,” he said. “You’ll be signing him out?” the nurse asked. The older guy nodded and followed the nurse to the sign out desk. “Who is that?” I whispered as he came and sat beside me. “That’s my dad, and trust me, I’m going to get in SO much trouble for this,” I raised my eyebrow. “But you didn’t do anything,” he shrugged.
“Alright Deckland Edwards,” I mentally giggled. I got up and let the nurse take out all the needles. I was in a hospital gown and I felt Dwayne set something beside me. It was some of the clothes I bought yesterday. I widened my eyes and saw my pants from yesterday on the ground. I grabbed them and found what I was looking for. “Here’s your credit card,” he took it in his hand and put it in his pocket. Everybody left the room so I could change, but something didn’t feel right. I felt weird, I don’t know how to explain it. I put on my ripped black jeans with my white tank top with a black skull designed on it, I slipped on some of my Tom’s, and carried my old clothes in my arms. I opened the door and smiled. “Ready.”
I sat in the car and listened to the screaming and yelling fight that Dwayne and his father had been doing. “Take care of your pets better Dwayne! You’re almost eighteen, you need to be more responsible,” I looked at my lap and tried to entertain myself, but it failed. “How was I supposed to know that Sirius was gonna make a meal out of my pet?! If I would’ve known, I wouldn’t have let him go out by himself!” I sighed and yawned, covering my mouth with my hand. “Go to sleep if you’re tired,” Dwayne said trying to speak in a softer tone, but I knew he was still angry. I shook my head, “I’ll wait till we get back to the house,” he sighed and pulled my face to where I was looking him in the eyes. The little purple dots that floated around in his eyes became fluorescent and I felt myself go limp. “Sleep now,” I fell over and instantly fell asleep.
Dwayne’s POV _____________________________________ I didn’t want to make him go to sleep, I just didn’t want him to hear all this shouting. “Listen dad, I trust Deckland. He’s never given me a reason to beat him or punish him, and when I warn him he is like the perfect pet,” he rolled his eyes and continued driving. “The perfect pet to be whoring around with vampires?” I shook my head. “I’m not sure what exactly happened, but I’m almost positive they didn’t do anything sexual. They told me they found him fully clothed and drenched in his own blood,” we began to pull into the drive way of our house and he looked at me. “You do know that any vampire who feeds usually kills their victims,” I nodded and looked at Deckland’s beautiful face. There was no denying his beauty, and that’s exactly why he’s mine. As much as it hurts to wound such a innocent soul, I want him. He is everything any creature could want. He is good looking, he has amazing blood, he has the most interesting hair, and his eyes are golden brown.
“Dwayne, there is a possibility-” I stopped him and shook my head. “No, no don’t even say it,” he sighed and opened the door. “Just, be careful,” I sighed as he slammed the door shut and walked up the walkway. I brushed my fingers through my thick black hair and let out a breath.
Deckland’s POV _______________________________
I turned over and felt the comfy feel of a mattress under my body. I pulled the sheets closer to my body and snuggled into the pillows. I fluttered my eyes open and instantly felt like I was going to throw up. I ran out of my room and down the hall to where the bathroom was. I lifted up the toilet seat and felt the burning acid leave my mouth. I gaged and clenched my stomach. “Deckland?” I heard Brenda call, but I was still throwing up. She kneeled by my side and looked in the toilet and widened her eyes.
I finally stopped and panted harshly. She looked at me with a horrified expression. I felt tears come down my eyes, which was weird since I didn’t even feel like I was crying. You know? When your nose gets all stuffed up and your eyes get puffy? I didn’t feel any of that. “D-Dwayne!” I was surprised she called him by his first name, but I didn’t question it. “What is i-” he instantly stopped as he looked at me. Panic filled his face and made me raise my eyebrow. “Deckland,” he said, trying not to stutter. “Look in the mirror,” I stood up, still feeling dizzy from throwing my guts out. I went over to the mirror and widened my eyes.
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Oh gosh the horror!
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