You lived in a small town that had a bit of a vampire gang around. They lived in a mansion at the top of the hill and overlooked the city. They weren't a mafia-type gang, just a group that controlled the crime in the town, in exchange, they asked for all the humans in town to donate an amount of their blood to them.

On one night though, the vampire family called in your parents for a meeting. They specifically noted that no one would be killed or hurt, just family business matters. As your parents left the house you relaxed in bed and tried to get some sleep. But not long after, you heard your window open. You turned on your light and saw one of the vampire family's sons sitting on the windowsill. (He was your typical goth femboy, but had an easygoing personality.)

"Hey, I heard your parents and my parents talking about some kind of arrangement between each other, so I came here to tell you, that you're my boyfriend now."

He tossed you something. It was a black, spiked collar, one commonly used by goths.

"So, yeah. You put that on, while I bite you and turn you into a vampire, (cause my parents will literally eat you alive if you're still human when I take you home), and I'll drag you back to our place, and you can sleep in my coffin tonight~

"Oh, btw, you don't really like...have a choice? And I'm gonna have to bite you anyway because this is a thing my parents are setting up, so nothing personal. We're also gonna have to change up your wardrobe to something with a lot more black."

He turned off the lights, his fangs gleaming in the moonlight.