You were a vampire. You had known for a while now, but obviously John hadn’t. You two were best friends, and he slowly started getting more and more suspicious. Until one day he got too close. You didn’t want to, but you kidnapped him to explain everything and make sure he doesn’t take this the wrong way.

“The hell have you done to me?”

He speaks with his arms tied behind his back to a wooden pole in your room you set up for him. He’s sat on the floor currently. God, you felt bad.