love by night

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Gay and Lesbian  |  House: Booksie Classic

please do not berate me or think little of me for jumping on the vampire bandwagon. no doubt the idea for this novel came from all the vampire books i've read but you know, whatever. you like it or you don't. lol

Chapter 1 (v.1) - love by night

Submitted: March 25, 2010

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Submitted: March 25, 2010

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-PROLOGUE-

“I’m a vampire,” Jack told me. I thought he was joking. We were sitting on a slab of concrete next-door to the only supermarket in town. It was dark, and the only light came from the parking lot, along with the occasional car’s headlights flashing on us before entering the highway.

“I’m sorry?” I asked, looking up at him from my iPod. He said nothing, only nodded solemnly. I still thought he was joking, so I burst out laughing. “Okay.”

“I’m serious,” he muttered, playing with the bag of skittles in his hands. I smiled at him, and said, “That’s cute.”

“Piss off,” he mumbled.

“Well, prove it,” I taunted. He looked up at me, and even in the dim light I could see the bright green of his eyes. The same bright green I’d stared into for only seconds at a time before looking away because I didn’t want to seem gay. Even though I was.

“Geez, Greg,” Jack said. “you can’t just trust when your best friend tells you he’s a vampire?”

I scratched my chin thoughtfully. “No, not really.”

He sighed. Then, in an instant, he was on top of me, pinning my shoulders down. I hadn’t even seen him move, but there he was, staring down at me, a wide smile on his face. There was something different about his smile, though.

Fangs.

“Cool,” I said, reaching up, tugging on them.

At that moment, I realized he either had some extensive dental work done or he was serious, because what I thought were plastic fangs didn’t come out of his mouth when I pulled on them. He continued to smile.

I exhaled loudly. “Really?”

“Really,” he said, nodding. Jack got off of me as my mind began to slowly process what he’d just told me. A million things flowed through my head, as I wracked my brain for any clues I might’ve missed.

Maybe I should’ve figured because we both went to the alternative night classes for high school, rather than going during the day like everyone else. Still, I’d figured he was just like the rest of us: too lazy to get up during the day. There was also the fact that he never ate the lunch the alternative school provided. Always the same hamburger with ketchup. Oh man, I thought.

“This’ll only hurt a little bit,” he said, lowering those razor-sharp fangs toward my neck as I leaned back and closed my eyes.

Was that even ketchup?

“No, it wasn’t,” he said. I looked at him quizzically.

“You can read minds, too?” I asked.

“Yep,” he said smiling. “I know all your secrets.”

My stomach dropped at that as I realized what it meant. “So . . ?”

“Yeah, I uh,” he scratched the back of his head, smile faded. “know that too.”

Crap. “Well, where do you stand on that . . . subject?”

“I don’t know,” he continued to scratch the persistent rash on his neck.

“Don’t know what?”

He looked up at me. “I don’t know if I could be with you and know you’re going to die someday. I’d have to change you for it to work.”

My breath caught in my chest. So, he liked me. Couldn’t bear the thought of me dying someday. Right?

“Right,” he said. “How long have we been friends?”

“Almost two years,” I replied without having to think about it.

“Well, I know I’ve loved you for at least three-quarters of that,” he looked me dead in the eye as he spoke. “just as you, me.”

“Jack,” I breathed. So gay, I berated myself silently.

“So, will you?” his question confused me.

“Will I . . ?”

“Let me change you,” he said. I felt taken aback. Would I become a vampire? Be a creature of the night, thirsting for blood? Have to wear sunscreen (if I could even go out in the day at all) and probably hold myself back from feasting on my parents blood? Was this even really happening? Just a couple minutes ago, things were completely normal. We'd just gotten out of school and were hanging out like we always did, now I found out Jack McCandless was a vampire and he was in love with me. Oh, and he could read minds too.

I thought about it. Looking at Jack, I could see the defined edge of his jaw, the full lips I’d longed for so much time to kiss. The face of the boy I’d gotten to know for the past two years, the boy I knew had as much in common with me as I could ever hope anyone could. The boy I knew I loved. Not just because he was sexier than anyone I’ve ever been friends with, except for maybe Jackson in freshman year, but because, as I’d come to find out in the past two years, we were like to halves that were put together whenever we were together. Would I become a vampire, and be with him forever?

"I am going to be so pissed if I wake up soon," I said. He smiled wide before I gave him my answer. "Yes."


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