This is just plain shitty
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Getting drunk from is one of the most excruciating pain ever known. But here comes the weird part as your screaming... They are laughing.
-Lizzy Valhurd.
Damon POV.
I lossed control. I'm the second most powerful being on earth and I lost frocking control over myself because of a little HUMAN girl!. What the hell is wrong with me. How did this happen .
Looking at her laying on the floor with blood slowly trickling from her neck was enough to understand I actually couldn't control myself. I don't understand I have had a thousand and one girls before me and I have never reacted like that. But there was something about her. Her smell was hypnotising and her taste even better.
Licking my thumb I quickly use it to stop her neck. Thank God vampires have healing spit. Though it doesn't really heal vampires but it comes in handy. I watch as the trickle of blood stops. The wound seals easily but she's still unconscious. Slowly lifting her I carry her to the bed. Humans are either way too light or I'm way too strong. Whatever her weight isn't healthy though. I lay her softly on the bed and immediately set into action.
Before I got to be king I was a doctor and an amazing one at that. I loved studying about vampires and the human body. I pull a box of medical supplies from under my bed and fish out the drip. Trying to attach her to the drip turns out to be harder than expected cause my hands won't stop shaking.
Stop it Damon! Your acting like a man locked outside an emergency room while his woman is in labour!
Why did I care so much. I just met her and she hit one of my vampires and insulted two of my guards all under the space of 2 hours. If anything I should let her die. She would be much less trouble if she's dead. Not like I like humans anyway. But just one look at her I knew I couldn't do that. I just can't let her die. Every fiber of my being wants to protect her. I attach the drip to her arm and start it running.
I rang the bell for a guard to answer. And as usual one came running by. 2.5 seconds after I called him. Damn that's a new record.
I didn't even have to give her a blood test (partly cause I don't want to waste anymore time and also partly because she probably doesn't have much blood to spare) to know what blood type she is. I can recognize it anywhere. She has one of the rarest blood type. AB negative. It was also the sweetest known human blood to vampires. Maybe that might explain why I reacted insane to her.
"Get me two glasses of AB negative blood and do it fast" igrowled at the guard standing at the door.
"Yes. My king" he said and practically flew down the hall.
As soon as he left I closed the door and went back to her. Her skin looked paler and her heart beat was still a little slow but I knew with the drip and the blood on its way she will hopefully be fine. Looking at her so stiff and half dead filed me with regret. I felt bad for hurting her. Oh great just another weird feeling on my list today. I try telling myself not to feel bad. That its my nature to drink from the weak. I try to tell myself this is how its supposed to be me being superior. But for the first time it didn't work. I could barely look at her without feeling so much guilt.
Seeing her just laying there. Without snapping at me or taunting me finally gave me a chance to fully admire her.
I never really classified human girls as beautiful. I mean vampires are naturally prettier. Vampire females are exceptionally hot. So I always saw humans as plain and average compared to our females over here. But Lizzy took a hammer and destroyed that logic. She is like someone carved her from stone. She is much more beautiful than any vampire. Her long blonde hair but not in a "Queen B" way but a shy girl way. Her lashes were long and beautiful and oddly tanned skin unlike my pale white one.
She was definetly going to attract attention. First her blood type and next her unique features. I was almost dying to see her blue eyes again.
Hearing the guard knocking at the door I rushed to open the door. I barely let him speak before I grabbed the blood glasses, grunted a thank you and slammed the door. Rushing to her bed I tasted the blood to check If the guard actually got AB negative. It was AB negative but it wasn't nearly as sweet or refreshing as hers.
I gently injected it in her. And sat down by her side waiting for her to wake up. She will be ok.....Eventually.
Seven hours later.
I heard her heartbeat quicken before she woke up. I felt her stir and I watched her wake up. Her eyes opened slowly and it filled me with weird joy that I was the first thing she saw when she woke up. I knew I would never regret saving her life. Nope not even for a second.
"What..What happened" She asked.
"I....I....drank from you and you passed out" I answered.
She looked around at the drip at her arm and the make belief hospital I set up. "You saved my life.....But why"
I didn't respond to that question. Because I don't know how.
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