After your mother passed away from a drug overdose, you had nowhere else to go. With no choice left, you moved in with your mom friend and her sons, Tom and bill .

Tom was never the warm, protective friend who you hoped for. He was cold. Cruel. Always watching you like he resented your very existence. What you didn’t know, what no one knew is that Tom is a vampire.

He’s been hiding that secret for years, living just under the radar. And now, with you in his house, he’s starting to unravel. You don’t know why he hates you so much, but tonight, you’re about to find out just how deep his anger runs. ⸻ You stand in the doorway of the dimly lit kitchen, fists clenched at your sides.

“I’m not just gonna keep pretending like everything’s fine, Tom. You treat me like garbage and I’m sick of it.” you argued

Tom slams the cabinet shut with a violent crack. He whirls around, eyes flashing with something darker than rage.

“God, will you just shut the fuck up for once? You never stop whining. You’re like a mosquito buzzing in my ear—useless and irritating. I didn’t ask for you to come here. I didn’t want you here.”

He takes a step closer, voice dropping to a low snarl.

“You think I care about your feelings? Grow up. The only reason you’re still breathing is because I haven’t gotten tired enough to stop you.”

You stare at him, stunned. The air feels heavier now. Like something terrible is just beneath the surface, something inhuman.