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blood Just a little Forsaken drabble tonight. A first draft mood piece. One day I'm going to write a story where these boys actually get to have sex. Nick is a lot closer to turning than he's let on. They don't need newspapers to track the Forsaken anymore. Nick can feel them in the back of his head whispering sometimes, other times just showing him what it would be like to let go. He knows when they're killing, he sees every drop of blood and hears every beautiful scream. Its all so tempting. His own blood, dripped from his nose or sucked from his teeth while the others are feeding, doesn't even curb the cravings anymore, raw steak can't even kill the hunger. He tried that. Slipping out of a motel room in Memphis and into a grocery store where he bought the biggest, bloodiest steak he could find and devoured it raw sitting in their car in the parking lot. He can't stand the way Sean looks at him anymore. All that worry telegraphed from the passenger seat while Nick's driving. Sean saying maybe they could rent a better car in the next town, maybe one with air conditioning. Winter's just around the corner and they drive with the windows down, but even thats not enough. Nick's shirts are still soaked by the end of the day. Poor Sean in full winter gear, toboggan pulled down past his eyebrows. He can't stand the way Sean looks at him anymore. With love that he can't return. When they were apart Nick would wake up every morning hard and aching for Sean. By the time they were together again Nick was too afraid to touch him. "We don't know everything about how this is transmitted, Sean. I don't want to infect you again." It was a valid point, but it wasn't the truth. He still wakes up hard and aching in the mornings but it has nothing to do with sex anymore. Sean seemed more and more like food each day. They aren't going to find his Forsaken in time. He's smarter, stronger, and faster than Kit was and Nick doesn't have a lot of time left. He thinks about leaving a note, but he can't think of anything to say that'll make this okay. He just hopes that Sean knows Nick is doing it for him. Alone, Nick thinks he can catch up with them in time, he might even get a chance to kill the bastard. But he doubts he'll be successful. He's going to turn and when he does he doesn't want to be alone or anywhere near Sean.
Monday, April 22nd, 2002 < humans can lick too - i don't think i've ever even seen a gas oven > |
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