I pull him into a kiss without hesitation to rub it in his parents faces, and his mom practically pins me against the wall, keeping me there by my neck as I cough, "I swear to god," She mutters, "I will rip of your head and soak it in vervain if you don't leave this city, and stay away from my son. This city shouldn't be corrupted by your innocent feeding. Just leave before I open the blinds and watch you burn."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I sigh, studying her, "You don't have to leave. You just have to promise to avoid feeding off the innocent. I could help you ween off of it until you can take it. As long as we don't kill, my parents have no right saying who I can and cannot be around."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I nod, "I know. That's like asking a drug addict to just stop taking the chemical they're addicted to. It doesn't work. I can help you though. A little less each day, replacing the rest with regular blood."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
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