twisted creatures

what is wrong with me?

Two days later type couldn't go too school, he was confined too his bed.
Every so often he would run too the toilet to throw up blood.
He didn't know why.
By the 3rd day his skin started too become pale. This was frightening to him. Type couldn't understand what was happening too him.
Keeping his door locked, he didn't want his father to find out. Any time type got sick, his father would always make him do weird things. Such has look inside his mouth, have him drink blood and checked his whole body over.
On the 4th day type didn't feel his usual warmth but coldness.
Eyeing his side table, he gulped. Type wanted the vampire. He wanted someone who would hopefully care about him.
Weakly he opened the drawer to grab the phone.
He placed it to his ear.
"I told you pup....end of the month."
Tharn was at his house, in his room, still trying too find something on types mother.
Tharns eyes darted, brows furrowed.
Only thing he heard was deep breathing.
"Type?"
He gulped, breathing heavily.
"Type? What's wrong?"
He grimanced.
"I.....i....ddont...know. Sssorry shouldn't have...."
Then he hung up, letting the phone fall to the floor.
Bringing up his blanket he wrapped it amongst himself, squeezing his eyes tightly shut.
What the hell is wrong with me?!
What felt like minutes, type felt a very cold hand to his forehead.
Weakly he opened his eyes too squint.
A slow smile spread across his face.
"Mmmm Tharn?"
Tharns eyes darted.
"Are you sick?"
Type shrugged.
"I....don't.... know....feel.....too cold."
Tharns eyes narrowed.
He brought up his wrist too sink his canines in to take blood into his mouth.
Taking his one hand from types forehead he placed it to his hair pulling him gently back.
Tharn leaned down to open types mouth with his tongue to give him the blood.
Types eyes opened wide.
Breathing heavily, type pushed tharn off to bring his wrist too his mouth sinking his teeth in.
Tharn moaned.
He leaned his head too the side hearing for any heartbeats.
Type couldn't get enough. He brought up both hands to his arm gripping enjoying the taste.
Tharn kept his eyes too.the pup.
"Mmm type." He whispered.
Type then started too feel sick.
He took his teeth out to peer his eyes to tharn, breathed heavily, heart raced.
Tharn leaned his head back. The pups eyes turned a pitch black, then gliztened gold.
"Feeling....better?"
Type nodded looking to the vampire with lust.
He leaned first, bringing up his hand to wrap it around his neck pulling him for a kiss.
Fully undressed, tharn thursted his full speed into the boy, with both hands over his mouth, to quit his moans.
Type had his hands to the vampires back gripping.
"Mmmmm" he moaned into his hands.
He then wrapped his legs around tharns waist getting close.
Type started too thrust his groin up and down tharns length.
They kept there eyes to one another, losing themselves to the pleasure.
Coming, they went too the shower.
Tharn stood behind type gripping him by his hair, holding his head too the side sinking his canines to his exposed neck.
Type put his mouth into a hard line.
Taking his teeth out, tharn wrapped his arms around types body, head on his shoulder.
"What's.....going on with me tharn? Do you know?"
Tharn gritted his teeth. He had theories, one seemed too be the right one. Type.....was a hybrid which would mean his mother had too be a vampire or half. Tharn still didn't know.
Not finding the true answer has of yet. He decided too lie.
"Its.....blood withdrawel. You haven't fed from me in weeks. Also a full moon passed. That is why you were cold and feeling ill. What else did you feel?"
Type peered his eyes down.
"I....puked blood for two days. Was weak, pale, dizzy and.....i....mainly wanted you. How....how did you come here so fast?"
Tharns eyes furrowed confused.
"Type....you called me at 5. Its 930 now. I got here at 8."
Types eyes widen, he was not aware of that.
"Well....that's another thing. I lost track of time."
"Mmm that's all...blood withdrawal."
Tharn groaned a bit. Oddly, for unknown reasons, he didn't like the fact he lied. However, he was not ready too tell type his theories or tell him About his mother being a possible vampire. Tharn still wanted too keep the pup in the dark. He knew things would change if what he thought was true. Tharn...wanted more time with the pup. Just them two.
Type nodded really thinking of what tharn said. It seemed plausible but in the back of his mind, type felt off about it.
"Mmm okay. Sounds about right."
Tharn moved his face to the side running his bottom lip up and down the boys neck.
"Since its thursday and your family thinks your ill. Will you spend a 3 day weekend with me in a hotel?"
Types lips parted.
He leaned his head too the side, tharn moved his head slightly back. They eyed one another.
Tharn leaned a bit forward to run his bottom lip to types.
"Come with me pup for 3 days of you being the one to be taken care of. 3 days of being in pure pleasure."
Tharn peered his eyes up. Type breathed heavily.
"Are...are you... Trying to entice me?"
Tharn chuckled then leaned his mouth away.
"Surprisely no."
Types eyes narrowed.
"Why? And Can't you?"
Tharn raised an eye brow.
"I....really haven't tried. Now pup. Answer me."
Type gulped. Why didn't he answer but change the subject.
Taking a deep breathe type nodded.
Tharn smiled.
Leaning his mouth to types he gave him an incredable deep sensual kiss.
Unknown, to tharn he was falling and hard for the pup.
Parting, type looked with hunger towards the vampire.
"Mmm type. You should pack."
He nodded.
Turning off the shower, they went too types room for him too pack. They both got dressed in the process.
Quietly they parted.
Driving, type was growing suspicious of tharn.
Don't let your feeling fool you type...this vampire is keeping something from you.
Unexpectedly tharn brought up his hand too intertwine there hands in the middle console.
Type peered his eyes too the side then looked down growing confused.
Even though i...feel you are keeping something from me vampire...i...also think....I'm falling harder for you.
Taking a deep breathe.
Type felt a bit tired. Shuffling, type laid his head to tharns shoulder.
Bringing up there intertwined hands tharn placed his arm over types shoulder.
Type fell peacefully too sleep.
Tharn starred forward, for the first time in his life, tharn felt guilt.
What are you doing to me pup? What the hell are you doing to me?