• The rest of the night was quiet, only a few protesters at the front gate, but thats about it. No one was trying to jump over the gate or throwing anything at the house, so I had no need to step in. I just stood there watching tiredly as my eyes got heavier and heavier by the second. I was just about to fall asleep too, but a cold hand grabbing my shoulder made me jump out of my skin. I spun around.
    The corpse seemed to be looking right through me as he stepped back, giving me my space and looked at the ground. "I'm going to get something to drink, do you want anything?"
    I sighed and looked back at the gate. "Oh. Go ahead. And I just want coffee, black, so don't add anything. Thanks." I say ignoring him after I finished talking.
    He nodded and walked away.
    I leaned over the railing, feeling like I was going to pass out from exhaust. "S***..." I say before feeling myself starting to fall back, thank god I wasn't falling forward though, right? I hit the ground hard on my a** and cringe as I try to get up, but my arms were too tired and it only made the pain in my a** worse. I sighed and layed back down, feeling dizzy and sick to mystomach.
    What's going on? I'm just really tired? Or did that Corpse do something to me? I wonder trying to open my eyes, but when I did it only made things worse. Everything around me swirlled and moved around me. I closed my eyes again and felt my head roll over to the side.
    After about five minutes of just laying there and feeling like I was going to throw up I heard someone come up from the mansion, onto the roof.
    The person gasped and dropped something glass on the ground, it shattered and left an echoeing ring in my ears. He ran over to me and put his hand on my cheek. "Kevin!? What's wrong? And what the hell is that smell!?" He paniced sniffing the air.
    I squinted my already closed eyes and felt my head ache in annoyance to his voice. "Shut up, Corpse."
    "I see your doing quite fine so far... I'm just going to take a small bite to see if there's anything in your blood. Your going to hate me, but I have to." He said putting his cold hand on my neck, giving my goosebumbs.
    I jumped and turned my head the other way, but it made it so he could get at my blood easier. "No! Don't touch me..." I say as my lips start to feel funny and like they had been injected with novacain. {Novacain is what dentists inject into your mouth when they are opperating on something in your mouth}
    He put his legs on either side of my hips and leaned forward.
    I gasped and tried to raise my arms, but they wouldn't move. "D***... bat..." I hiss.
    A sharp pain shook through my neck and then shot down my body.
    A wet, and very cold, tongue ran over my skin that he had biten, drawing the blood.
    I shivered and could feel his venom penetrating into my blood stream, making me go numb and the odd feeling of needles poking your skin broke out all over me.
    A drop of blood ran down my neck and his tongue caught it right before it became unreachable, then chased the trail of my blood all the way back to his fang marks. He sucked softly and turned my head away more so it would be easier.
    I was helpless against this, he could drain me, and I wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
    D*** it... He better not take anymore than he needs... If he does I'll kick his dead a** all the way back to hell, then leave him there.
    He pulled away for a second, panting faster then I was thinking. He leaned back down and bit the same spot again.
    I winced and made an odd noise in my throat, almost a groan.
    He licked the freshly deepened wound and began sucking again.
    My whole body went numb and cold, the prickly feeling no longer keeping me company. I couldn't feel death hover over me even if I tried, if it wasn't hovering over me already...
    His hand ran along the opposite side of my neck and his fingers left a trail of goosebumps.
    I held my breath and felt my heart race.
    He pulled away for a second and leaned back down again, his lips touching over the bleeding skin a smacking sound echoed in my ears.
    A kiss.
    I glared at him in my head.
    He sat up and put his fingers over the holes in my neck and panted. "I'm sorry. I haven't had unwatered down blood in so long I... I couldn't help it."
    I coughed and felt myself get even weaker. "Stupid..." I panted, "Corpse."
    "I taste... I taste Vampires poison..." He said quietly. "Why would they put Vampire poison in a Werewolves food? Or in food for that matter?" He asks himself.
    Hello!? I'm sick here! The least you could do is take me down stairs to get help this massive headache! I shout at him in my head.
    "I know!" He snapped his fingers. "It's a threat. And there using you as an example. But how did they get into the houses food supply trucks? It would have to be someone that lives in this house for them to have access to the food trucks..." I thinks outloud.
    I mentally punched him. I'm still here!
    He sighed and took his fingers away from my neck. "Hmmm... I should get you out of the cold and into a bed, shouldn't I?"
    Your just now noticing this!?
    He put his arm under the back of my knees and then the other under my back to carry me bridal style. He felt cold and rock like against my skin and I wanted to curl up in a blanket, rather then having to be held by him.
    Eeew! This d*** smells like blood and... death! Ick! Not a good combo! I shout in my head.

    I fell asleep only minutes after that and when I woke up it was dark out and the sound of rain pelting against the window somehow soothed my confusion towards everything. I sat up and wrubbed my eyes. "What...?" I ask myself.
    "It's about time you woke up. I was getting worried that you may never get out of that dream land of yours." Said a deep voice to my right, it was close too...
    I jumped and looked over.
    The corpse had his legs crossed and his head resting on his hand as he leaned against his knee.
    I blinked at him. "Huh?" I ask still confused as to where I was and what it was and what day it was and who the hell had poisoned me.
    He smiled. "I'm glad you woke up."
    I nodded and yawned. "Uh huh."
    "I found out who had poisoned your food." He said leaning back against his chair.
    I looked him straight in the eye. "Who done it?" I ask not using propper english.
    He got a serious look in his eye. "That maid that you seemed to hate so much. She was in the rebelion against me, and tried to get to me by using you. And it worked. She had gone through my things while pretending to be cleaning and found out how dearly I keep you to myself, so she was going to minipulate that till it ran dry. But she thought she wouldn't be caught. Until I tracked the scent on those grapes you ate and it led right to her. And she put the poison the grapes for one reason and one reason only: She thought there would be oral contact between us. Kissing, if you will. But she was wrong. It took a long while for the poison to take action, but she knew that, I guess."
    "What did you do to her?" I asked feeling my teeth start to grind in hatred against her.
    He sighed. "I sent her prison where she'll be kept until she's old and wrinkled." He hissed, looking really p***ed off.
    I smirked. "Good."
    He nodded and looked into my eyes. "Yes, it is."
    I sighed and layed back down. "Uh huh..."
    "I don't know what I would have done to her if you hadn't woken up..." He said through clentched teeth.
    I blinked at him. "Why would you hurt her because your body guard got alittle sick?"
    His cheeks suddenly seemed a light pink-ish color as he looked at my feet. "Because I owe him for being my body guard and..." He looked in my eyes again and seemed to fade away suddenly.
    I gasped and looked around the room. "Hey! Where did you-!?" I looked back to where he had been sitting and saw his face only inches from mine as he crawled onto the bed. "H-hey... What's going on? Are you okay?" I ask as my face got hot from the iry look he was giving me.
    His hand reached out and held my chin. "I owe my body guard and..." he advanced on me, his face even closer to me, "I can't but want to protect the thing that I want the most."
    I sank down in my bed and tried to pull the blankets over myself. "What?"
    He smiled and pulled my face upwards, closer to his. "You heard me perfectly, Kevin." He whispered closing in on my face.
    S***! I think wanting to hit him.
    I held up my hands, trying to push him away.
    He grabbed them and them against the beds head board, then went back to what he was doing before. His cold lips grazed mine, not a kiss but close to it.
    I shivered and closed my eyes, not wanting to watch this.
    He chuckled and kissed me softly.
    I wriggled in feiry as his free hand began to move over my sensitive body.
    "Please don't struggle. I talked to a few of your friends, and they say you used to give into this kind of thing easily. I called them to ask if you had any allergies, to see what kind of chemicals were put into this specific Vampire poison I could treat to get out of your system." He said smiling.
    I glared at him. "I don't care if I gave into other people easily. I won't give into you." I growled.
    "We'll see about that." He said.