VALENTINE

your local vampire babie

The Turn

The small, fragile boy was walking home alone on a stormy Saturday night. His date stood him up, leaving him alone in the cafe for hours, the waiter kindly refilling his glass of wine for free.
Tears running down his flushed cheeks, he walked the downtown streets tipsily, angrily rubbing away the overflowing tears. Suddenly, he heard someone walking up behind him, the distinct sound of shoes clicking against the sidewalk behind him. He turned around, and was met face to face by a dark figure wearing a black cloak, chains dangling from his waist and gothic rings littering his fingers.
Valentine widened his eyes in suprise, stumbling back and nearly tripping over his own feet. He suddenly was pulled forward by his shirt by a rough hand, looking up at the mysterious man in caution.
"Th-thank you.." he muttered out, the man still dangerously close to his face.
"No problem, my precious boy," the man whispered out in a voice of silk, sending chills down Valentine's spine. "Now what is a pure boy doing out so late?"
The smaller averted his eyes, not knowing whether to answer truthfully or not.
"I was waiting for someone..but they never showed up." He said bitterly. The man noticed his tone and tsked.
"Stood up by your date? Who would ever do such a thing to a gorgeous boy like you." This earned a blush from Valentine, still cautious. He remained silent in response.
"How about I take you home, baby. A boy like you needs protection." The man moved closer, his lips nearly brushing against his neck. This sent red flags to Valentine, starting to panick and try to move away. "U-uhm no thank you..I'll be fine-" He tried to move away, but the man's grip to his shirt grew tighter. "Mister? I said no." He said firmly. The man suddenly pushed Valentine against the wall, pinned down with the man flushed to his body. "I dont think you understand. That wasn't a question."
Valentines heart was beating out of his chest in fear. He tried his hardest to move away, stomping down hard on his foot. This earned a groan from the man, his grip to his arms rougher. Valentine whimpered in pain, no longer able to resist.
"You're starting to piss me off, boy," he sighed, pulling off the hood and revealing his dark blood red eyes. "But you are quite cute, I must say. So I won't kill you. Instead you'll just help me feed. Yes?"
Valentine was silent in horror and panick, his breathing rough.
"I take the silence as a yes." In the next second, the man bared out his fangs and moved closer to Valentine's neck, sinking them into the soft skin. Valentine cried out, a strange sensation of being drained from life washing over him. He went limp, passing out against the man. He finished up, sighing in relief. "I knew he would taste delicious." He grinned and picked up his limp body, taking him out to the nearest woods and setting him down against a tree gently.
"Take care, boy."

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