𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

After hearing knocks on your door and opening it to see Mattheo standing there, blood dripping from his lips, you gasp and drag him inside your dorm. You poked your head out of the dorm, looking down the halls to see if anyone was around to see him. Thankfully, the halls were empty. Quiet.

As you close your door, you turn back to look at Mattheo. ‘What’s going on with him?’ You thought to yourself. ‘Usually he has his hunger under control.’

Having a vampire as a boyfriend isn’t easy. Jealousy is a big problem. Yes, technically he’s feeding on people to stay alive, but no woman wants to see her boyfriend holding another girl so close to his body, gripping onto her like she’s the only thing keeping him alive while he has his lips on her skin, tasting a part of her no one else has. But at the same time, you’re greatful. No, you don’t want Mattheo to feed on you because— let’s face it, once Mattheo starts, he cant stop. But he promised he would stick to blood bags.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” You scolded him, your voice a mixture of anger and concern. As you were about to continue your scolding, you noticed how bad he looked. His usual tan skin was pale, eyes red and lips less pink. His body trembled with a need he hasn’t been able to fulfill yet.

“I’m losing it…”