"Where's Tiearyu?" the one holding me growled.

Who? I was about to ask what they were talking about when I was spun around roughly facing the one who's snack I had interrupted.

"Come on you little turd," that one shouted. Spittle flew from his mouth landing on my face. It smelled like blood. I gagged. "It was uh… nice of you to save us the trouble of finding you. But you better tell us where that God forsaken man is. We know you've seen him."

So Tiearyu was a man. I wish I knew something, anything to get these two away from me. "Let me go!" I screeched struggling against the arms around me. All that earned me was a punch in the stomach. The wind was knocked out of me and I gasped for breath. These guys were made of steel.

"Come on kid," the man holding me whispered into my ear. "We don't want to hurt you." Somehow that would have been a lot more convincing before the punch to the stomach… and the dead woman. "We just want to know where that bastard Tiearyu is." Who is Tiearyu?

"W-Who's T-tiear, Tiearyu?" I managed to squeak out. It sounded a lot tougher in my head.

Apparently that wasn't the right thing to say.

"Oh you've got to be kidding me," the man in front of me slapped a hand to his forehead. I winced. "Maybe a little sample Van? Might get the little fucker talking."

My stomach did a little somersault before deciding to jump out my mouth again. There wasn't anything else to throw up, and bile dribbled from the corner of my mouth. Neither of them even batted an eye.

"If you must," the man holding me drawled out. And then I was free. He let go of me I was so stunned I didn't move for a couple of seconds. By the time I started to move it was too late. I was pushed forward into the other man's arms.

He grabbed my wrist tightly and began pulling it toward his mouth. I knew what was happening. I shouted something indiscernible and struggled like my life depended on it. Probably did. There was a sickening crack and my cry was cut off abruptly by another hand the other brother. I whimpered. Pretty sure he broke my wrist. "Make one more noise and I'll gut you like a pig." The one holding the hand over my mouth hissed.

By this point I gave up. The man was going to bite me. Tear into me like he did that woman. I'd die. Instead I was licked almost tenderly. I was shell-shocked. I was disgusted and even more terrified. Tender was bad. Tendered applied that there would be an unwanted adjective in front of the diagnosis of assault when someone found my body here. What would my parents think. What would the man think about his brooding spot?

All of these thoughts abandoned me when teeth savagely tore into my flesh. Very sharp teeth.

I cried out in pain. My wrist hurt more now than when they broke it. The sucking sound was back, but this time it was coming from me. My wrist. My blood. What had I been dragged into? The man was sucking my blood like a… like a vampire. Were they vampires? Or did they just have a sick fetish. Either way it didn't matter. Knowing wouldn't help me.

It hurt. As he continued to suck it became more and more painful. Each draw of blood feeling like thousands of needles coursing through my veins. I began openly sobbing.

Spots were swimming in my vision. I felt woozy. How long was this guy going to drink? Just when I thought I was going to pass out the one with a hand clamped over my mouth intervened.

"That's enough," the drinker didn't listen. "Desoto, that's enough. We need him alive for now," he hissed. For now didn't sound too good to me. The other ripped his fangs from my wrist. Oww.

He growled in disappointment, "But Van, that's the sweetest blood I've ever tasted. If I can't drain him dry, I say you do. After we get the info."

Van seemed to like this idea. He gave a dark chuckle. I was spun around to face the other twin. Van. Desoto's arms snaked around my waist while his brother's grabbed either side of my head forcing me to look into his silver eyes. Predator's eyes. I was dead.

And confused. So confused my sobs subsided. My heart was pounding with dread but the guy wasn't doing anything. Not that I'm complaining… He was looking into my eye as if searching for something. Something he knew was there.

Pain. Like an arrow being shot into my eyes. It exploded in my head white and hot. It felt like my very thoughts were the target of this swiftly moving arrow. Nothing would be safe from it. My vision swam and all of a sudden it didn't feel like I was with the two brutes anymore.

I was reliving my life-like a movie in my mind. Events flashed through my head all fleeting and out of focus. Learning to walk. My first kiss. Fighting with my parents. Getting my first painting in a gallery show. Moving to the city. Learning to talk. Finding the pickle on my Christmas tree. The strange guy in the alley.

That memory seemed to slow down, get more intense. It was as if my mind had locked into anything containing that man. That guy was picking my brain with a sledge-hammer. I lived through every moment with that man. Felt the emotions that I had experienced on each occasion. I realized then that my heart fluttered a lot when I was around him. Now I realize what that was. Attraction. Genuine attraction. Like, "I wanna date you" attraction.

Great. It takes vampires tearing my mind to shreds for me to realize I'm attracted to the guy. That I wanted to have more than a friendly relationship with him. I wanted an extra friendly relationship.

The thoughts stopped and my mind felt strangely blank. The sudden stop of pictures and emotions left me feeling drained. More so than I already was. My legs felt like they were made of Jell-O. My whole body was shaking, convulsing. I felt violated. They had seen my innermost thoughts and memories. Those were mine. What right did they have to see them? These men were nothing to me.

I crumbled in on myself my body no longer able to support itself. If not for the strong arms around my waist I would have ended up on the ground.

Van's arms snaked around my waist, replacing his brothers, and pulled me uncomfortably close. "I love it when they crumble like little more than broken dolls," he chuckled darkly. Is that what I was? What I looked like? A doll…

He ran a hand through my hair. I weakly tried to shy away from his touch, but I couldn't muster up enough strength to even turn my head. I just closed my eyes. Hopefully it would all be over soon. "It will be quite a shame to kill this one. He is rather pretty. But, alas, we no longer need him. He was telling the truth. He didn't know Tiearyu."

With that said I was pulled even closer to the vampire. His head nuzzled into the crook of my neck and my heart leapt into my throat. I was gonna end up like that lady. And I was too weak to stop it from happening. He nipped and sucked at my flesh playing with my. Probably got off on making me suffer.

I let out a whimper as those teeth slid into my neck.

Time seemed to pass slowly. Each gulp painfully exaggerated.

At some point the other joined in biting into my left elbow.

I could feel myself fading fast. Panicking on the inside but able to do little. I tried in vain to get some control back over my body. The haze around my mind was growing thicker and thicker.

I remember them switching spots and biting somewhere else. But could no longer feel their bites.

I was just there.

I'm going to die.

So tired.

Maybe if I just…

I knew no more.