BK Bites~! - Taste of My Brother’s Blood
“ Deep inside of me, a sense of fear was crawling beneath my pale skin, sending me shivers down my spine. I was trembling in the state of afraid, afraid of everyone to see how monsterous I would turned out to be! I was indeed afraid of myself. The fear thoughts created in my mind making me having the idea to stay alone forever or be it to hide away from reality, from world, from life. But then again, I could really do that if I wasn’t the famous lead singer of a band, it seemed that I was left to no other choice but to open the door. Even with the horrified fear still spreading all over my system like a virus, I just have to regain my strength and face whatever is coming ahead of me. Sooner or later, I have to.” ~BK
The sky is painted black as the air of the night filled the surroundings, owls were hooting deep inside the woods and nothing would stop the crickets from singing to a lively melody while the moon was gleaming heavenly up above. On the road, the tour bus was wheeling in a constant speed before reaching the nearest town of where the hotel for the young rockstars to check in, said to be located. A sudden brake was being pulled, making it pause precisely on that lonely road of nowhere in the middle of that night. Now, what made it stopped? Strange as it was, the bus driver was only following an order that just couldn’t be ignored, as his eyes were sinking deep into those hypnotizing chestnut iris owned by the youngest passenger.
“You will be awake and continue to drive once I return to the bus and you will be forgotten that you did a pit stop here, it was merely because you felt slightly sleepy. So, you lost your concentration.”
Step after step, in a weak motion bearing with pain, Bill came out from the bus and made his way to a pitch black surroundings in the woods. His head was throbbing him with a crucial pain that seemed to let him feel as if his brain was about to blow up! The fangs in his gums were itching for a bite and he couldn’t fight himself against it anymore. He needed to get away from his band and crew as much as possible before one of them would be found dead in a blood drained incident. Perhaps, he would find some animals for a kill instead of grabbing a human who happens to know him close. The night vision Bill worn that night was clear enough to let him see where we he was heading to or whatever that may come in contact with him so that he can slit the throat for a feeding. Although, minutes has passed, he wasn’t really that far yet from the spot of where his bus stopped, so in his ears he could hear an echo of someone calling out for his name.
“Bill!”
Bill looked over and saw Georg along with Gustav, heading their way towards him.
“This can’t be good!” Bill murmured.
“Yo Bill! What the hell are you doing? You need to get back to the bus!” Georg seemed to be rather angry upon Bill’s crazy act.
“Yeah, whatever he said. Can you just get your ass back to the bus?” This time, the timid Gustav said his words.
Bill really wanted to follow them back to the bus but somehow, with his current condition, he wouldn’t dare to, as it will only bring a danger case to everyone around him. “Stay away from me!” He pushed the two of them at the same time letting out his enrage tone.
“What the hell, Bill?”
The innocent friends of his who were rather stubborn and ignored his orders has let Bill to turned himself into one furious drunken rockstar who was boastful enough to refuse in receiving any help. “I said stay away from me!” He looked into Georg and Gustav eyes to compel them to leave and after a few second, he was left on his spot as the two of them went back to the bus with an empty memory of where they had stopped Bill from his mission to find an alternative food.
He never wanted to shut everyone out from his life but somehow, the evil thing he slowly became has made him long for something that even his close ones couldn’t help to get what he desire. Moreover, it is completely insane for him to hold back his hunger when whatever he longs for is streaming inside all of their veins and he could even hear the sound of its flow. Hence, to get them away from him has got to be the best solution he could think so far. Without a doubt, in his mind something devilish is playing, thinking about them for a moment there has gotten him to plant an evil move to trick and drink their blood out dry. “No, I can’t drink their blood, no!” The vein underneath his skin started to pump fast as he trembled to the ground. “I need to find something in the woods, I have to! Or whoever is standing on my way after this will have my fangs sunken into their neck!” Those words seemed to be creatively arranged in his mind as he was speaking to himself. It seemed like his hunger level has broken the wall of his patience.
Without a moment to waste, he got up and prepared himself for a run but apparently, one innocent soul which soon to be his meal has patted his shoulder to stop him. “Bill, my brother, you need to come with me.” That voice was so familiar to him and tears were shed as the last person he expected to interrupt his mission was this guy, the one and only brother he had, Tom. The flow of Tom’s blood produced a loud drumming melody in his ears. He couldn’t fight with his hunger anymore, and Tom was the closest food he found near him. His fangs triggered him to make his next move and in a speed of lighting, he drew his fangs near to the collarbone of his brother and extracted them directly on the flesh of his skin. A sudden taste of blood was travelling through his mouth and down to his throat, letting him to have the drinking pleasure that he desire ever so badly! Tom’s blood was a satisfaction to his system, filling inside of him with some kind of eternal strength. Bill knew at some point, he has to stop or he might be in charged for the murder of his own brother but Tom’s blood was simply one of a kind, amazingly delicious and certainly he wouldn’t want to waste it, not even one drop!
to be continued...
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