I'm Not a Savior, I'm a Vampire (Jalex)

It Hurts (It Hurts It Hurts It Hurts It Hurts)

"I'll kill him," Jack says as he starts mentally searching for something sharp to chop up the empty dining chair with. Vampires aren't immortal because they can be killed. You just have to be really good at it. Wooden stake to the heart, ya know? Garlic too. Jack needs to buy garlic.

He freezes. Idiot, Jack thinks, Alex is allergic to garlic now. No garlic within the household and no Italian restaurants ever again.

"Jack, you can't kill him."

Jack isn't listening to Rian, instead he's thinking about how sad Alex will be when he finds out Italian food is off limits. Alex loves spaghetti, not being able to eat that will make him so sad.

"Earth to Jack?" Rian says as he waves a hand in front of Jack's face.
"What?"
"I said you can't kill him," Rian repeats. "But Zack can."
Jack blinks. "Zack? Our Zack? Zack Merrick?" Rian nods. "No way. Zack wouldn't hurt a fly."
Rian shrugs. "He'd hurt a mosquito though."
Jack frowns and looks down the hallway at the half open door to Alex's room. Jack always thought drinking blood was off limits once the victim was bit, but maybe he was wrong.

The whole situation is completely fucked. Jack should've confronted Alex the first time he disappeared with no warning. Or at least the second time.

Broken heart or not, if he had known this is where his best friend would end up, he would've talked to Alex about it in a heartbeat.

Jack feels his heart sink. Through all the chaos, Jack had almost forgotten the breakup with his now ex girlfriend.

That biphobic bitch dumped him because of something as stupid as being bi. So what if Jack likes dick? He likes boobs too! Bonus points if someone has both! That sounds like it's probably sexist. Maybe that's why his girlfriend dumped him.

"What's Zack going to even do?"
"Kill Brendon," Rian says simply. Then he smiles sheepishly. "I maybe sort of told Zack about everything and he maybe kinda told me he's a licensed vampire hunter."
Jack snorts. "A vampire hunter," he echoes. "Figures."
Rian shrugs. "It's better than getting yourself killed trying to avenge your half dead friend."
"He's not half dead!" Jack protests. "He's undead. There's a difference."

Rian looks at Jack sadly for a while before they both hear a thud from the other room, followed by a groan.

Jack is the first to move, already running for Alex's room by the time Rian is even out of his seat.

Alex had gone unconscious basically as soon as Jack had found him the night before. He was bleeding a lot, and there was a scarlet kiss on his forehead marked with Alex's own blood. But the wound itself healed shortly after Alex had closed his eyes, and Rian and Jack weren't sure of how to handle that.
They basically cleaned Alex off to the best of their abilities and then carried him to his bed.

Now Alex is curled up on the floor complaining about how his stomach hurts.
Jack sits down next to his friend on the floor and pulls him into his lap. "Hey," Jack says softly, "how are you feeling."
"Like shit," Alex mutters into Jack's shoulder.

It suddenly occurs to Jack that pulling your best friend into your lap is usually Not a normal thing guys do. Alex doesn't seem to care though. Rian, however, is standing in the doorway and giving Jack A Look.

"Is there anything you need?" Jack asks.
"Food."
Rian and Jack glance around each other nervously. "Lex, I don't know if that's such a-"
"I know," Alex grumbles, interrupting Jack. He pauses for a second and sniffs at the air. "But something smells really good."

Jack, who is pretty sure there's only one day left until Alex goes full vampire, is now nervous for different reasons.
He doesn't think Alex is going to try to drink from him. But then again... he doesn't really know how the vampire thing works.

Alex blinks and turns to Jack with a faraway stare. Something about his eyes seems off, like they're a slightly different color, or like his pupils are just a little too dilated.

"Alex?" Jack almost whimpers.

His friend blinks again and the faraway look is gone, replaced now with a pained stare. Alex clutches his stomach again and leans into Jack. "It fucking hurts, Jack."

Jack isn't sure what to say, so he rubs Alex's back and glances nervously at Rian.

None of them know what is going on, and none of them know what to do. But one thing for sure is they're definitely calling Zack.