Dive Deep into Creativity: Discover, Share, Inspire
Note: written for day 3 of Dykecember. time is relative anyways (also I'm experimenting with a new way to format my fics, don't mind me) Words: 795 Candy's P. O. V.
What is a vampire? In popular legend, a vampire is a creature, often fanged, that preys upon humans, generally by consuming their blood.
‘Okay, I didn’t get any smarter, thank you Britannica’ I murmured to myself, looking up from my laptop’s screen to take a glance at my girlfriend’s face.
When Priya had called me up to say that she had become a vampire somehow, I first ended the call, rolling my eyes at her bad sense of humor. Then she called me back, almost hysterical.
I quickly realized it wasn’t a joke.
We spent the previous hour at Rosa’s place, trying to calm Priya down, and surfing the web for any useful info. Unfortunately, everything we had found was about ‘adult’ vampires. Not a word about someone freshly turned into one.
“Did you find anything?”
Priya tried her best to mask her voice, but it was clear that she was very afraid.
“Uh no, not yet. The best I found was an article detailing vampire diet. Apparently, you don’t necessarily need blood. Anything red is good for you.”
She didn’t reply, just laid down on the couch, covering her face with her palm. I closed my laptop to walk over to her.
Rosa left a little earlier to drop off Thia at Alexy’s, and Leigh was gone the whole week to visit Lysander. Priya and I had some time for ourselves.
“Hey” I sat down next to her. “We’re going to figure it out, okay? I’m sure you’re not the only one with this problem. Worst case scenario, we will consult Stephenie Meyer.”
“Urgh, I don’t really appreciate your jokes.” Priya turned over to her other side, with her back to me, but didn’t pull away when I started caressing her side.
“It’s not the end of the world anyways. If the legends are true, you will be exceptionally fast and powerful, you will live for much longer than otherwise, you will be immune to pretty much any disease. I wouldn’t necessarily say it’s a bad deal.”
“Haha. You forgot about not being able to stand in the sun or eat garlic. Not to mention the crosses.”
“That’s not a problem, we don’t live in Italy.”
I spoke without thinking, but I reached my goal: Priya laughed – for the first time during the evening.
“Thank you. Your support means a lot to me. Really.”
She turned towards me a little to look in my eyes while speaking, but then quickly diverted her gaze. Her expression turned sour, almost regretful. If she had been sad or angry, I would have understood that, but this...?
“What’s wrong?”
“What isn’t?” She chuckled, not answering my question.
“No, but... really.”
She sat up, but still avoiding looking at me.
“It’s just... if I stay this way, and the myths are true, I’m supposed to drink blood, aren’t I?”
Her fingers found their way to the hem of my shirt and started playing with it.
"Well, yes...”
“Well... I don’t know how to phrase it, but I started feeling this strange pull towards you. Of course, I always found you ravishing, but it seems that whatever change is going on inside me, it also affects how I look at you...”
While talking, Priya shifted her position on the couch to lean in my direction. Her fingers stopped fidgeting with the fabric of my shirt and instead rested on my sides. I felt my cheeks burn. We have been together for more than four years now – we had kissed, seen each other without clothes and made love multiple times. And yet, in this moment, I felt that we had never been so vulnerable in front of each other ever before.
She got closer, lowering her head, making its way to my neck. If I had really wanted to, I would have been able to stop her, to move away – but I didn’t. I tilted my head to give her better access and braced myself for what was coming.
I hadn’t noticed that Priya’s teeth got sharp already, but now they pierced through my skin with relative ease. I clenched my jaw, not to give away the pain I felt – if this is what it takes for Priya to feel better, so be it.
While she was feeding on me, pictures flooded my mind. Her arrival at Sweet Amoris High School; her kiss with Iris that awakened previously unknown feelings, but mostly jealousy in me; our reunion in university, and the rebirth of our friendship that slowly changed into something deeper.
I loved her, and I knew she loved me too, more than anything. When she finally lifted her head from my neck, wiping her mouth, I knew that now we were tied together more tightly than I ever thought possible.
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yes, this is absolutely not the second day of December.... I have commitment issues, I'm sorry 😭 this definitely isn't my best work, but I wanted to let it out anyways, as I didn't have a really good idea in particular for this prompt
Dykecember day 2: bodyguard
Words: 696
When Crowstorm blew up overnight, all members were happy with their newfound success.
Initially.
However, they soon realized that fame is not without consequences: they had to change their daily routines, pay special attention to what they do in public, and deal with fans who were not familiar with the meaning of the word ‘privacy’.
Castiel first considered it hilarious, then annoying. Then, he received (at his home!) a letter with a little vial for him to send back ‘a lock of his hair and a drop of his tear’ – the ingredients for some kind of love spell. This was the point when they decided that people will overstep their boundaries more and more often, so they need to protect themselves.
Leo was the one to experience this kind of ‘love’ physically. She wanted to run some errands, when a group of teenagers suddenly appeared around her. They asked for selfies with her, and one boy wanted to put his arm on her waist, but ‘accidentally’ lowered it.
Leo hired a bodyguard that afternoon.
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"Sooo, this is it."
Leo gestured around in her apartment, not really knowing what to add. The young woman standing in front of her (who insisted on simply being called ‘Kim’) started walking around, inspecting the doors, the windows, even the view of the street and neighbouring houses.
“You’re taking this very seriously, I can see. Did you have to protect someone really important in the past?”
“Oh, sure.” Kim stopped her examination to turn around, facing Leo. “I’ve worked for ministers, CEOs, and people whose title I can’t even tell you. Don’t worry, I will do my best to protect you. No one will die again under my watch.”
“...again??”
Leo was about to ask more, but she caught Kim’s smile while she turned back again. The rocker couldn’t help but laugh – despite Kim’s initial silence, she was starting to like her newfound bodyguard.
“Well, that’s the least I expect. I can’t pay you if I’m dead. And hey, maybe you will even find me funny. Might motivate you to keep me alive.”
“Oh, you need to work harder than that to make me laugh.”
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It turned out, she didn’t need to work harder. Whenever it was just the two of them, in a private setting (which happened more and more often as time went on), they behaved like ages old friends. Leo was an endless source of adventurous and fascinating stories, while Kim kept Leo grounded and motivated in more ways than one.
One day, Kim decided to check out the Instagram page of Leo. This is not something that she hasn’t done before, but she still liked to scroll there from time to time. Leo’s page (as all other members’ as well, of course) was filled with posts about their upcoming album. They worked on it for a really long time, and it was supposed to be released in two months.
Among the sneak peaks of the album’s cover and (muted) recordings from their studio sessions, a different post caught Kim’s eye: Leo and an unknown woman kissing.
Kim sat up straight. How did she not notice this before?
It was posted not long after they first announced the album. It was probably part of the campaign for it, but Kim couldn’t help but feel a little sting in her chest.
Was she jealous?
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When she met Leo, a couple days later, Kim had already made up her mind. What she said on her first day was clearly a joke, but developing feelings for the one she’s supposed to protect could cause serious problems for them.
When Leo opened her door, Kim didn’t hesitate.
“This is the last time you see me as your bodyguard. I want to end my contract.”
Leo didn’t answer at first. She was shocked.
“Is everything alright?”
“I-” Kim sighed, then shook her head. “I want to protect you, but I’ve realised that I have feelings for you that aren’t right. I will always be here for you if you need me, but I don’t think I should be your bodyguard anymore.”
With that, she turned around, not giving Leo the chance to reply.
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