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Pretending	By : LittleMissDisaster Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 1478 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Pretending
- 2-two
- 3-ch 3
- 4-ch 4
- 5-ch 5
- 6-ch 6
- 7-ch 7
- 8-ch 8
- 9-ch 9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
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~*~ once again, for Zacky and VindictiveDiva~*~

Davey was breathing hard. He’d lost sight of Ville. Roxy and Frank had disappeared long ago and he was now isolated in the warehouse they had chased Pete into.
He pressed himself to a wall and tried peering through the darkness. Noting, he could see a big black nothing. Suddenly he heard a noise, feet scuffling, off to his left. Moving as silently as possible toward the noise, he continued to strain his eyes as they adjusted to the lack of light.
Without warning, he was tackled from behind, thrown to the ground and he felt the sharp sting of fangs in his throat. A hand covered his mouth as he tried to call out. He got dizzy and felt faint, his blood drained quickly to a dangerous low. The fangs were removed and he was rolled to his back.
“It’s alright pet. Don’t fight anymore. It’s so much easier to give in.” Pete whispered in his ear.
Davey, weak with blood loss, found this logic to be impeccable and stopped struggling.
“That’s it.” Pete coaxed. Davey felt a warm, faintly metallic tasting liquid flood his mouth and he swallowed reflexively, choking a little.
“Get off him!” Ville yelled, running into the room. He threw Pete off Davey and picked his lover up, “Oh fuck.” He whispered, hearing Davey’s thready pulse and shallow breathing. Sparing a glare at Pete, he whisked Davey to where Roxy was and held him up, “We’ve got to get him to a hospital!”
Roxy looked at Davey and her jaw dropped, “No, we have to get him home. Now!” she added as Davey suddenly spasmed in pain and screamed, “Frankie!” she called, “We’re going home!”
Frank growled an assent and ran over to them, concern filling his eyes when he saw Davey, “What the fuck happened?”
Roxy’s look of complete panic shocked them all back into motion and they rushed Davey back to their house. Ville sat in the back seat, clutching him to his chest as he writhed and screamed in pain.
“Get him into the bathroom! There’s going to be a lot of vomiting soon.” Roxy said, her voice filled with regret.
Ville and Frank stopped moving and stared at her, “He-”
She nodded, “Yeah. So please get him in there before he wrecks my carpets.”
Ville took Davey into the bathroom and stripped them both down to their underwear before climbing with them into the bathtub/shower.
Just in time as Davey puked up an Exorcist worthy stream of pink tinted bile against the back wall.
Ville turned on the shower to a gently warm spray and tried to rinse Davey off as best as he could, actively pushing thoughts of what he wanted to do to Pete and how Davey was going to react from his mind, concentrating only on keeping Davey clean.
“Pete is fucking insane!” Frank said as he came into the room with towels, tossing them on the toilet before throwing himself to the floor.
“What makes you say that?” Ville asked sarcastically as he wiped a stream of spit from Davey’s chin.
Frank winced as Davey howled again and doubled over as he puked a little more softly, “I almost forgot what its like.”
“Yeah. Me too.” Ville sighed, and brushed Davey’s wet hair back, “Davey, my love? Can you hear me yet?”
Davey’s teeth chattered as he responded, “What’s happening Ville?” his voice was so scared that Ville almost cried.
“Pete did something terrible to you?”
“What-” Davey vomited a thin stream of mostly spit, “Ville, what did he do?”
“He,” Ville looked to Frank, not wanting to be the one to tell him.
Frank held up his hands and shook his head. He was not going to be the one to break it to the vampire hunter that he was now one of those he hunted.
Ville narrowed his eyes at Frank before turning back to Davey, “He made you a vampire sweetie.”
Davey’s eyes widened as he sat up for a second before falling back and vomiting up some kind of brown liquid, “He did not!” he coughed.
Ville held Davey close, “He did. That’s why you’re puking so much. Your body is getting rid of all its human, DNA? I don’t really know. But you’ll be sick for a little bit.”
Davey started crying, “I can’t,” he puked again, “be,” more puking, “a vampire!” he puked one last time before collapsing against Ville. He shivered some more, “Cold. Why am I so cold?”
“Because you have the world’s most extreme fever.” Ville said quietly, rubbing Davey’s back, “You’re going to get really hot once you stop throwing up, and cold again. And you’re going to be really weak until we get some,” he didn’t want to say it.
“Blood.” Frank said, not wanting to wait another ten years while Ville found a way to gently explain things to his boyfriend, “You’re going to have to drink a hell of a lot of blood in the next few days.”
Davey blanched, then vomited again. He was getting really tired of puking, “I am not drinking blood!”
“You’re going to have to honey if you want to live past tomorrow.” Ville said.
Davey shook his head and wiped sweat out of his eyes, “Why is it so hot!”
“He’s not going to puke anymore.” Roxy said from the doorway, “You can pull him out of there now.”
“I can pull myself out thank you.” Davey snapped and attempted to stand, only to fall right back into Ville’s arms.
“Sorry Davey. You don’t do drugs, but this is what withdraw feels like.” Roxy said sympathetically and helped Frank dry him off while Ville held him upright.
“I’m not drinking blood.” He glared at her, daring her to contradict him.
“You will. If you don’t you’ll die.” She said calmly.
He shivered as the room got unbearably cold, “I’m not drinking blood.” He sounded far less convicted.
“Bed.” Roxy ordered, “Ville, stay with him. Frankie and I need to go out and feed. It’s been too long.” She shook her head, cursing her own stupidity.
Ville nodded and took Davey with him into his bedroom, laying under the covers with him and preparing for the worse as Davey wept, shivered, begged, screamed, sweated and cursed at him for the next ten hours.
Finally, it was over. Davey was breathing regularly and deeply asleep. Ville extricated himself from his lover carefully and snuck downstairs.
Roxy looked up from the computer and Frank put down his Wii-mote.
“Well?” she asked.
“He’s sleeping.” Ville said, collapsing on the couch.
“That was fast.” She commented.
He raised an eyebrow, “Right. Tell me that after you sit in a room with someone becoming…” he trialed off, remembering that she sat in a room with him for almost twenty four hours while he transformed into and vampire.
“Yeah.” She rolled her eyes, “You should have heard some of the things you called me. And it took you way longer to stop puking.” She patted his thigh and smiled at him, “It’s alright now. You better go out and eat before he wakes up. I know it’s been a while for you too.”
He nodded and went to go get dressed.

Ville got home expecting the worst. He was somewhat shocked to find that Davey was up, sitting in the living room with Roxy and Frank. He was staring at the arm of the couch, talking to them at the same time, “I never thought.” He said, voice full of wonder.
Frank saw him and grinned, “Dude! He woke up and suddenly: poof! We had to pull him off the balcony because he was just standing out there staring at the sun.”
Davey looked up at Ville and his jaw dropped, “You are so fucking beautiful.” He stood and walked over to him, running a hand gently along his face.
Frank laughed so hard he fell out of his chair, “It’s like he’s on acid, or X!” he giggled some more.
Davey didn’t even notice. He continued to stare at Ville till the other man got uncomfortable, “Davey?”
He blinked and looked into Ville’s eyes, as if seeing him for the first time, “Ville, I’m hungry.”
Ville didn’t know what to say, “Well, you need to eat. You need blood.”
Davey shook his head, “I don’t want to hurt anyone!”
“Darling, you don’t have to. People can lose a lot of blood before you do any harm.” Ville led him to the couch and sat down with him, glancing at Roxy for reassurance.
She held up her hands, “Honey, given the… unusual circumstances, I think you should show him the basics.”
Swallowing audibly, he turned back to Davey, “Okay.”

By the time Ville and Davey returned to the house it was nearing midnight. Frank was up, sitting on the couch playing Tekken.
“Where’s Roxy?” Ville asked sitting on the couch.
“She went to the hospital. Hours ago actually.” Frank said after looking at the clock, “I thought she’d be back by now.”
Davey wandered over to the window and stared out at the night. He’d drank the blood of dozens of people that night and he was marveling at all the new things his body could do, “Do you know what the last word on Jade was?” he asked, turning from his examination of the glass.
Frank shook his head.
“Not good.”
They all jumped as Roxy appeared in the doorway, looking tired and slightly worn out.
She sighed and sat down next to Ville, resting her head on his shoulder, “He just doesn’t seem to be getting any better. His wound just doesn’t seem to be healing. He doesn’t need anymore blood, he’s just not healing!” her fingers tightened on the couch cushion, tearing it.
Ville patted her arm, “It’s going to be okay love. He’s not dying anymore right?”
“Yet. He will if that damned bite doesn’t heal!”
“Is there a reason for why it shouldn’t?”
She shook her head, “If you mean because of the source of the bite, no. it should heal up like any other horrific flesh tearing wound.”
Ville looked up as Davey headed out the door, “Where are you going?”
“Hospital.” he said and was gone before anyone could stop him.

~*~mwahaha! i decided not to go with the more fucked up version of the story. it's almost over now. now if you read this far, fucking review! see the little link right down there, below this sentence? click it!~*~md

~*~p.s.
i am now giving serious thought to killing off ville. the new him album is called venus doom...........~*~
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