collar and dragged me up a tree. He held his bloody arm under my nose. My heart was pounding. And even though I hated being a vampire, I was so scared of dying that it brought tears to my eyes.
"B-please h-stop!" I stuttered through tears. I already felt my fangs on my lips. I screwed up my eyes so as not to have to look at the blood.I fell on the floor. He let go of me. It must have looked pathetic as I sat crying on the floor. But I was also happy to know that I had such a strong sense of restraint. I dared raise my head and look at him. He covered his wound and gave me a look I couldn't really describe. Maybe it was a mixture of shock and pity. Or something else. I could only guess.
"I better go now, Vam -... Tear ..." he breathed emotionlessly and left.
I sat there for a while and thought. Then I got up and went home. Still thirsty.

When I got home, I went to my room without saying a word. However, Tyoen, my brother, was able to intercept me.
"What was going on ?!" he asked me in a horrified voice including a horrified look.
I didn't understand what he meant. Why was he so horrified? When I reflexively looked into the large mirror in our hallway, I understood what he meant. There was still Clyde's blood on my mouth and my make-up was blurred because I had recently been crying like a waterfall. A good reason to get waterproof make-up.
The second situation today in which I couldn't answer. Improvisation was needed.
"What should have happened? I drank blood.", I answered him in a mock questioning tone. The main thing was that I distract him from my blurred make-up. And I just kept going. I couldn't go into it any further.
"And what about your make-up?"
How simple I was. As if you could just distract from blurred make-up. After all, he wasn't stupid.

But now I had a problem. Not knowing what to answer, there was a long, dramatic pause. And that was noticeable. Now he knew that I was hiding something.
I decided to play pubescent teen. So give him a quick moan and then run away quickly."That does not concern you!"
I ran out of my house as fast as I could. My stupid plan was implemented. Thank God he didn't follow me either.
But now I had to think about where to go. I couldn't go to one of my dear snipes. I should have explained why I wanted to stay with them. And going back home now wouldn't be a good idea either. A hotel would have been good, but I would have had to go back to the house because I didn't have any money with me.
There was only one solution. I had to go to the bottom of my need to explain. On the other hand, I could have slept in the forest. But that would be too uncomfortable for me.
And I thought he wouldn't hurt me. After the look he had after tormenting me like that, he was probably even sorry.

Fortunately, I remembered the way. At least the way I walked from his house to mine yesterday. After a few trials and tribulations, I finally made it to his house. Oh man. Now I had to knock. For that I had to muster a hell of a lot of effort. Should I sleep in the forest after all? No. There are beetles.
I knocked twice.
After half a minute he opened it for me and looked, as I had expected, quite surprised. Me too. He was standing in front of me in boxer shorts and a towel that hung around his neck. He must have just taken a shower. I noticed how the blush shot in my face. But I refrained from appearing conspicuous in any way.
"Uh, hi ... that might come as a surprise now, but ..." Could I manage to ask him? Simply quick and painless.
"... um ... may I stay with you today." Ok. I squeaked that rather than said it. It was just too embarrassing.
"Why with me?" He asked me completely emotionless and expressionless.
"Because I couldn't explain to my brother why I cried. So I ran away. I would have to explain it to my friends too.So I thought to myself I go to the bottom of my need to explain. So to you. "Since I had calmed down again, I was able to pronounce the sentence without any major problems.
Oh my God. He grinned again. But it wasn't the same grin as usual. It was a rather winning grin.
"Ok come in."
When I was inside I sat down on the bed that I knew from yesterday. Clyde sat on the bed so that he didn't have to look at me.
"...How are you?"
"Alright," I replied briefly. After he turned to me he added: "You should wash your face. You are covered in blood and your make-up ..."
"Ah. Right. Which door?" Stupid question. The house was small. I could have found the bathroom myself, but what the heck.
"Third on the left."
When I got to the rather small bathroom, I first looked at myself in the mirror. I looked terrible. Having long hair was a disadvantage. My hair was totally disheveled. I took the brush that was on a small cupboard in the bathroom. I didn't care at all that it wasn't my brush at the moment.
It hurt to comb my hair but if you want to be beautiful you have to suffer. Then I washed the blood from my mouth and completely removed my make-up. I dared one last look in the mirror. Now I looked better again. Back in the room I saw that Clyde had put on some clothes. He looked at me for a while. I looked back. Somehow ... we had nothing more to say to each other. I felt uncomfortable. I just stood there. I didn't know what to say or do.
“Have a seat.” He didn't say anything special, but at least he broke this unbearable silence. Now I was sitting on his bed again, but now it was quiet again.
"Why did you do that? You know ... earlier in the forest ... so radically. You could have just killed me like that without you having a good reason for it."This time it was me who broke the silence.
He was clearly uncomfortable with the question.
"I couldn't have brought myself to kill you without you having done something bad to me beforehand," he muttered and turned his face away from me. "But now I know that you are apparently not as much of a vampire as they are always told. Blood thirsty and freezing."
He was sorry. I didn't know whether to forgive him. But what the heck, life is short so I forgive him. Well though. A vampire's life is ... long.
"Ummm ... is ... okay." He only tortured me almost to the extreme.
Why did there have to be such a long pause again. It was too quiet for me. One could hardly bear that.
So we sat there. We looked at and neither at nor anything. I don't know how long that has been going on. It felt like forever. We probably hadn't even moved. His gaze was constantly on the floor and I hadn't taken my eyes off him. Suddenly he started laughing. Was the floor that fun? To save money, I glanced at the floor. It was just normal laminate.
"Why do you want to SLEEP with me? I thought vampires didn't sleep? At least not at night.", He laughed at me.
"I can still sleep. My brother no longer needs to sleep. I've only been a vampire for three years, so I still have a few human traits."
"Well then. Apparently I have the wrong idea about vampires. Occasionally you should explain that to me more precisely.", He said casually and his expression turned serious again, "Are you still thirsty?"
Stupid question. Of course I was still thirsty. Since I had already drunk a bit of his blood, it wasn't that bad anymore. But bad enough. I just nodded briefly.
"Ok ... maybe we could do it like that ... well ...", he stammered nervously to himself, "that I give you some of my blood without you sucking me out?"he added, even less stammered and nervous.
I thought I wasn't listening correctly. He may not understand that, but in his place I would not have trusted that I would not vacuum him.
"Not a good idea. I couldn't guarantee that I won't vacuum you. I'd rather find another tomorrow." I just whispered the last sentence.
"And then you will mercilessly vacuum your new victim?", He grumbled angrily.
He had no idea.
"Do you think I should turn my next victim into a vampire? And do that over and over again? Until one day the whole world is populated by vampires ?!" I was getting loud.
"That's exactly why vampires are such a big problem !!" he yelled at me. I had to surpass that.
"DO YOU THINK I CHOOSE TO BE A VAMPIRE ?!" I yelled almost as loud as I could.
Yes, but he was looking drunk.
"My brother is not even my brother ... he made me a vampire 3 years ago ... since then we have been claiming we are siblings.", I said a few tones quieter.
I saw from his look that he wanted to change the subject. He started right away.
"I'm a werewolf. I can't become a vampire if you bite me. You were also in control when I put my blood under your nose. So bite me ... you can see your teeth again."
Maybe he was right and I could really hold back.
“But as soon as I drink too much you have to beat me up.” I pointed out to him. He nodded.
I leaned over to his neck and started to bite. He put a hand on my head and I took a bite. I noticed how he flinched slightly, but that was irrelevant to me. I was finally able to quench my thirst. His blood was delicious. But I've already drunk tastier blood. But I also had to be able to stop again.

I had already drunk quite a bit of blood.It was time to stop. But my instinct was different. Another sip, another sip. Clyde had to hit me now! Damn it! How many more-one-sip-Schücke did I want to drink? My body was now controlled by my instincts.
My arms clutched him tightly. I hoped that he could even knock me away now. After my last shit, he managed to push me away. At that moment I got myself back under control and just managed to pull my teeth out of his neck. If I hadn't made it, I would have torn his neck open. After he pushed me away, I saw him. He was breathing heavily and held his hand where I had bitten him, but I could see the blood flowing on. His yellow t-shirt was ruined. But how could I think of his t-shirt now when he might have bled to death.
"Clyde..I'm sorry." I was still in a complete bloodlust which made it difficult for me to speak. I