Love's End

~Ashley~

I stormed away from the bus, thinking of the best way to murder Hal. That bastard! How dare he touch my Andy? Anger flowed off of me in waves until I smelled something.... blood. Not just blood, Andy's and not just a little. My eyes grew wide and I ran as fast as I could to the bus. Unfortunately I'd been away for almost an hour already before I was calm enough to notice shit.
"Andy?" I yelled, jumping onto Tue bus, the smell of his blood was so strong it burned my nose. And another smell I knew all to well.
death.
No. Nonononononononon.
"Andy?" I ran to the bathroom, with a very weak, bloody, incontinence, but blessedly alive Andy. I ran over and slid next to him looking for a stab wound. But all I found were cut a that were self made.
"Andy, baby, come on I need you to wake up." I grabbed the med box from under the sink and started cleaning him up. I knew what I had to do, but I couldn't without telling him.
"Ashley?"
"I'm here baby, stay with me. I want to save you, but it's not going to be fun okay?"
"Why?"
"Because I want you to stay here."
"But... you hate me."
"No, no, why would you think that?" He never answered, he passed back out. I sighed, bent down, and bit into his neck. I didn't take almost any of his blood, he'd already lost so much, but I needed to. It felt like I'd always thought it would. Like being in the sun fully again. Warm and perfect. I opened Andy's mouth, nicked my wrist, and dropped my blood into his mouth. He swallowed, grimminsing at the taste. I picked him up and brought him to a hotel where he'd be comfortable. Not a nice place, very low key. I broke the lock on the door and went in. Placing him down gentle.
"I'll be right back sweetheart." I stood and went to check us in. The clerk looked annoyed at my coming in at some odd ungodly hour, but checked me into the room Andy was in anyways.
I knew Andy would sleep for at least twelve hours. It was the death sleep. He'd either wake up a vampire, or die a human. I was tiered and worried, so I crawled in next to him, held him close. If he didn't wake up.... I would drink from him. If a vampire drinks from the dead they die. I would be with Andy. One way or the other.

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