WARNING!!! NOT FOR YOUNGER KIDS AND SENSITIVE READERS!!! I DO NOT WANT TO SCAR ANYONE!!! dont report because there is a warning so if you are scarred its ur fault DORIAN: "Bye, boss!" I call through the door of the burger shop I work for. "Bye, Dorian!" the old, funny owner of the restaurant smiles at me. "Thanks again for working late!" "Anytime!" I grin, my pearl-white teeth flashing. My name is Dorian Lazarus, and many would call me the "golden boy". A "well-rounded young man". A "good egg". I am none of those things. You see, I have a proud secret. A secret that keeps me alive. I detest all sorts of mortal sustenance and food, but that is not my secret. No. My favourite food is flesh. And my favourite drink is blood. Do I like being a vampire? No. I love it. I hate having others do things for me. I will get my own meals myself. You have no idea how many humans I have lured to me. You know what's most delicious? Not their flesh, not their blood. Their fear. It's delightful. You know, mortals can be so... ignorant. None notice the "golden boy's" fangs. None notice how he always wears a hood up to never experience the sun. And all take my food preferences as a "garlic allergy". I walk back to my apartment, in high spirits. For today, I will be fed. AUDREY: "Hey, Dorian," I whisper through the keyhole of my lover's door. "Hey, it's me." The door opens, and Dorian appears. His black hair shines in the dim light, his pale skin almost glows. "Hey," I wrap my arms around his neck, and he wraps his around my waist. His lips brush my neck and I giggle, softly. Then suddenly- Pain. The scream I try to make never reaches my lips. What was happening? I glance down and see Dorian... BITING into my neck. "Y-you're..." I barely whimper. "A vampire?" Dorian laughs bitterly. "Yeah. Took you long enough," "B-but..." I whisper. "Well, I need to be fed as much as you do," Dorian smiles, and only then do I notice wickedly sharp fangs. A slow tear rolls down my cheeks, splattering his shirt. "I... I thought you loved me," "Oh, I do," Dorian kisses me hard again, pulling me towards him. "You're the prettiest girl I've ever met. And your blood is the most delicious I've ever tasted. So thank you," He licks his lips, and my stomach flips over, a cold hand of fear clamping over my heart and my lungs contracting as I fight to breath. But it's too late. I can feel the life draining out of me. "Don't fret about it, beautiful," Dorian's arms are still wrapped around me, and he kisses me again. His voice is soft and tender. "Go to sleep." He runs one smooth hand through my hair, his fingers slowly running down my bleeding neck. And everything goes black. A/N: I love love love vampire stories!! so i thought i'd write one just for fun. sorry about the weird png :3 me be like, "i'm writing a serious and deep story about vampires! let's use a milk png!!" BLOOD SUCKER DREAM CRUSHERRRRRR
