twisted creatures

a low blow

Type got in, leaning his back too.the door, head hung, with a smile.
Squeezing his eyes shut, type leaned his head too the side suppressing.
Don't type. Don't feel for him. Its just sex. Nothing more.
Taking a deep breathe, type opened his eyes. He didn't see krai.
That could be good, could be bad.
Darting his eyes he, waiting patiently. Nothing changed.
Hopefully he's in bed.
Walking slowly, he kept looking everywhere.
Getting too his bedroom, type took off his shirt and pants throwing them wherever.
Flopping down on his stomach, he was spent.
Placing his arms under his head, he leaned his head too the side eyeing the clock. It was 1 in the morning.
Type couldn't help but smile.
That was exactly what he needed.
The after glow was still emitted.
Not a negative thought swirled in his head.
Closing his eyes, for the first time, in a long time, Type fell blissfully into sleep.
The next morning was a rude awakening.
Type had turned too his back, his father came in drunkly too punch him in the stomach. Leaning, instantly up, he squeezed his eyes tightly shut, arms wrapped around his stomach.
"Mmm" he whimpered.
"Its 6. Make breakfest."
Turning, he left.
Type took deep breathes.
Fuck!
After a few moments type was able to get up without much pain.
His father sat in a kitchen chair, staring at type.
Type hesitated, taking a deep inhale, his eyes went too the floor. Stepping towards the fridge he gathered food together to make a hearty meal.
His back too krai, type knew something was unusual.
"Where.....we're you last night?"
Type gulped.
"Went for a walk. Got in by 1."
Krai scoffed.
"So...you think you can do whatever the hell you want now?"
Type stopped what he was doing to look at the wall confused.
"What have you've been up too type?"
He shrugged.
"Nothing"
Type started again making the food.
"Your pack leader called me."
Krai got up to stand behind type.
He gritted his teeth.
"What...um...did he want?"
Krai grabbed type by the hair tightly bending his head back.
Type dropped the knife, gripping the counter in pain.
"Who....have you've been fucking type! Pak told me your not a virgin anymore! Who is it?"
Type shuttered.
Why would pak tell my father this?
"A...random girl. She...left town last night. I...needed too be alone."
Krais eyes narrowed.
"Do not see her again! I do not want you too breed type."
Polly and lolly came giggling into the room. Krai shoved his head forward letting go. Types head hung.
Krai went to the girls eyes darting.
"Mmm im...going too take you two to a place for a real good breakfest."
"Type...let's go."
Krai shook his head.
"No lolly. Type is in trouble."
Leading the girls out krai hesitated with the door slightly open, looking out.
"Never again type!"
Krai left slamming the door.
He closed his eyes, breathing heavily.
Gritting his teeth, he shoved the food off the counter in anger.
Turning his body around, he slide down to the floor looking forward, legs to his chest.
"Why pak? Why did you tell my father?"
Back too my over beyond shitty life.
Nothing to help me now.
After, type cleaned and did all his chores.
Outside watering the grass, pak was there staring at types back.
Type straightened up, leaning his head too the side.
"Can...you tell me why?"
"You've.....been acting different. Distancing yourself from us. Why? For that girl you lost your virginity with?"
Type gulped, he turned his head forward, eyes darted.
"She....already left."
Turning around type eyed in anger at pak.
"Now... Because of you i....can't see her again."
Pak shrugged.
"Its..for the best type. You know we have rules. It is not time to breed has of yet. You....really should have lost it to one of us"
Type rolled his eyes.
"It....was one time. Didnt even develop feelings for her. You had no right too tell my father. The beating i took should have covered everything.also i don't...desire anyone from our pack."
Paks eyes narrowed.
"You needed too stop seeing her. And type...you will eventually need too, with one before we breed."
Type shook his head.
Turning, he stopped for a moment.
"There's a pack run tonight. You need too be there."
Type gritted his teeth.
"Fuck off."
Paks eyes widen,watching types retreating back.
Inside type, Laid his back to the door, looking down.
He instantly regretted what he said. Type never swore to his pack leader.
Hitting his head against the door, he lost the only thing that made all of this bearable.
Damn it Type! You got addicted to having sex with a vampire, didn't you?
Sighing, type leaned his back from the door mentally kicking himself has he went to his room, depressed.