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Carter made an annoyed noise when Justin touched his hand. He pulled away from Justin's neck and glared at him, his pupils were blown wide and his eyes were dark. He pressed his nails against Justin's throat harder and bared his fangs in warning.
"wow.. you're so mean.." Justin's head was spinning, he could barely focus on Carter's face anymore. His breathing was heavy and slow, "Maybe.. I should go home.." He was barely staying conscious
Carter bit into Justin's neck again, not drinking from him though.
Justin stroked Carter's hair, "easy there," he held the boy close, slightly hoping he would stop biting him
Carter relaxed slightly but otherwise didn't move.
A large man walked over to them, about 6'8 with auburn hair and crimson eyes. He tsked at Carter and picked him up by the back of his neck, like he was a misbehaving kitten, He was careful when doing it so Justin wouldn't get hurt. "Jeez Little Lee, what've I told you about biting into guys?" He shook his head then stuck his hand out to Justin, "Hey, Sorry about L- uh Carter, He's not supposed to drink from people, I'm Smith, i'm basically Carter's uncle." All the while he was holding Carter by the neck with his feet off the ground, Carter was struggling trying to claw and bite Smith.
(Not me planning this all weekend)
He watched as Carter hung there, fighting the mans grasp. Justin reached out for Carter, touching his leg. "I um.. I'm Justin. I wanted him to drink from me, he needed it.." Justin tugged at Carter's leg, "Please let him go,"
"If I let him go he's just going to sink his fangs right back into ya. Give it twenty minutes and he'll be fine." Smith shook his head. "It doesn't matter if he needed it, he knows that when he drinks that much he loses himself and tries to kill everything in sight, normally I just tie him to a chair."
"uhhh.. okay then.." Justin slowly got up, "I'm just gonna go.." he made his way back inside and grabbed his things. By then his date already said fuck you and left. He lay on his bed, rubbing his neck
"What am I supposed to do with him- I just came here to knock him out-" Smith shook his head. He set Carter down and hit him in the back of the neck so he passed out. He then set Carter up against the wall and picked up the broken phone, and left.
Justin could barely keep his eyes open, his head was pounding and his mouth was dry. In 5 minutes time, he passed out, not waking for 32 hours.
Carter woke up a few hours later outside and rubbed the back of his head. He thought back to what happened. He vaguely remembered Smith removing him from Justin, "Well… at least I didn't kill him" he huffed. Carter stood up and stretched, looking around for his phone. He figured Smith grabbed it so he went to Smith's work to get it back.
He dreamed that he was being but, all over his body, loosing blood. He ran around the dark area, piercing pain from his neck and blood pooling around his feet
Once Carter got his phone back, now fixed, he called Justin.
The phone just rang, going to voicemail
Carter huffed and drove to Justin's place, knocking on the door.
No response, in his rush before he passed out, he didn't even shut the door properly
The door moved slightly when Carter knocked so he shrugged and entered, closing the door behind him. "Justin! you alive?… cuz like… if your not I am not getting charged with murder" he shook his head looking around.
Justin lay on his bed sleeping soundly, not waking up for anything
Carter went over to Justin and poked him a few times before pinching his nose to cut off his air, a mean thing to wake someone but it always worked.
Justin's eyes shot open and slapped the hand away, "What the fuck!" He grabbed his head groaning, "Fuck that hurts!"
"Making sure I didn't kill you" Carter moved back to the door, attempting to put a few feet between them.
His ears were ringing and he could barely breath, "Ugh I feel like I'm dead," He curled back up under the blanket and closed his eyes, "Here to finish me off or something.." His voice was weak and cracked
"uh here to apologize mostly… I mean… I am not supposed to drink from people… but.. I did…and now your miserable and like hardly alive…" he stood there awkwardly.
He raised his arm up and reached out to Carter, "Come here," He pushed himself to move, waiting for Carter