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You and me, kid (Chapter 9)

Blood sharing is kind of... personal.

Pairing: Elvis Presley x reader (can be Austin!Elvis as well)

Word count: 4113

Warning(s): angst angst angst!!!, strong language, mentions of murder/killing, neck snapping. Vampire shenanigans - you already know how it is.

Author’s note: FINALLYYYYY IT’S HERE and it’s probably anti climax asf, but yall are just gonna have to deal with it :( my ass needed some drama (as usual), but i’m slowly crawling out of my writer’s block hole so ayo! I’m back my lovelies ;)

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‘‘What if it doesn't end well, would you still stay? What if I fuck it up like I always do and my shit gets in the way? What if it doesn't end well, would we still be fine? When the world is over and we go under, would you still be mine?’’

If being a vampire has taught you anything, it was that immortal life was unpredictable, sometimes even frustratingly so. You were supposed to be somewhere in Europe now, making meaningless wishes as you’d throw coins in the Trevi fountain in Rome, living a few decades in a small mansion surrounded by vineyards with the man you loved before you two would move to different places. Yet, here you were; still in freaking California after three months of setting The International ablaze.

While you were still daydreaming about ancient European cities full of history, you did like California. The people were nice and despite what the film industry fed to the public about vampires, you loved the sunny weather.

Even though Olivia came from a very wealthy family, she wasn’t able to enter her home anymore since the place was in her parents’ name and they had moved overseas a year ago, hence why nobody could invite her inside. Long story short─Olivia was homeless and both you and the two men felt bad for her, so you all moved into Elvis’ Cali home that was located on the border of Beverly Hills and Holmby Hills. Surprisingly enough, most of the two wealthy neighborhoods were occupied by vampires, celebrities included, so even though you and Elvis still wanted to move on to Europe eventually, the two of you decided California was good for now. Jerry was the one that was worried most about getting exposed─or more so about Elvis getting exposed─but Elvis seemed to be comfortable and that’s all that really mattered to you.

You weren’t exactly sure when or how it happened, but there was a shift between the four of you that you started to feel a few weeks ago. While everyone thought you were a time bomb ticking away and waiting to explode, Olivia seemed even worse. You figured that she had always been a very emotional person and that seemed to have gotten worse after she somewhat settled in her vampirism─she wasn’t very good with handling her heightened emotions, she hated that she liked the taste of blood and you knew she’d hide in her room and cry all throughout the night when the fact that she’d have an eternity ahead of her hit her like a ton of bricks. She did not like being a vampire and she wasn’t planning on accepting her new faith as soon as you did. You tried to comfort her most nights, let her cry in your arms and tell her everything would be alright. The poor girl didn’t have a daylight ring like all of you because there were no witches around to help and the ones Jerry and Elvis did reach out to were refusing to help─probably because they were highly suspicious of you and the men, and the way Cissy had died. You’d promise Olivia that eventually she’d get her ring and everything would start to become a bit more normal for her again, but she knew that you were just making empty promises and truth be told, you couldn’t blame her. You had no idea what the future held in store for all of you but you were pretty sure it wasn’t all going to be sunshine and rainbows, considering the species you had become. You were all predators that survived on humans, whether you liked it or not and unfortunately for Olivia, killing and blood was something that had become part of your lives. Some vampires were better at hiding away that part of themselves, and some just accepted themselves for who they were.

You realised that there was no consoling her and perhaps it was egoistical of you, but you eventually stopped going into her room to make sure she was doing alright─she refused to feed on both human food and from blood bags and honestly, you just had no idea what to do anymore. You liked the girl, you really did, but you still had a life of your own and a man that you wanted to give your attention to instead. Though, your man’s attention started to shift toward Olivia when Jerry’s tries of helping her didn’t work either. Elvis decided to take matters into his own hands and help her. He managed to get her out of her room more often but the blood was still an obstacle for her. For some reason, she couldn’t keep human blood in her system─she sure put on a great show of hurling her lungs out over the sink even at the tiniest drip of blood. Maybe it was just you being paranoid, jealous even that she was spending so much time with Elvis, but your suspicion was grew more and more every time they’d be together. You didn’t trust the girl and even as a vampire, you learned that you should always trust your gut.

‘‘Hi Jer-bear,’’ you smiled brightly as you bursted through the front door and into the kitchen where the curly haired male was hunching over the bubbling coffee pot, waiting until he could get his caffeine fix of the morning. He looked up at the nickname and laughed softly, standing up straight to reach out an arm to you, squeezing you softly when you hugged his side. While Jerry had certainly not been happy with you and Elvis when you burned the hotel down, Elvis was his best friend and you had earned that title in his heart as well. Even though he was dying to give you a better title, he knew that it would never happen and no matter how shitty that made him feel every time he’d see you and Elvis together, it was something he was going to have to live with.

‘‘How was your night? Hope you didn’t go overboard,’’ he grinned as he wiped a tiny drip of blood off of your cheek with his thumb. You rolled your eyes as the same grin he wore tugged at your lips, taking the blazer you were wearing off to throw it over one of the bar stools that stood by the kitchen island. While there were plenty of blood bags in the house, you preferred the real deal─warm blood straight from a human being with a beating heart. You weren’t an idiot and obviously did not kill every human being you’d see on the streets and even though you didn’t feel much sympathy for all the innocent lives that were lost in The International fire, you decided to leave the innocent people alone this time and went after the assholes of society. Men that didn’t take no for an answer, cheating husbands… basically any man that rubbed you the wrong way. Maybe some of them didn’t deserve death, but you simply didn’t care. They made for a good adrenaline rush and an excellent meal, and you’d like to think you were doing a good job at removing at least some trashy people from the face of the Earth.

‘‘Me? I’d never,’’ you smiled at Jerry, taking the coffee pot when it was ready. You poured some of the dark liquid into the two mugs Jerry had set on the counter and smiled to yourself. ‘‘Just some assholes in a bar that wouldn’t leave some girls alone. If you ask me, they had it comin’,’’ you shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly and put the coffee pot back in its place, wrapping your hands around the warm mug. Jerry laughed and shook his head a little, taking a sip of his own 5 am breakfast. ‘‘Is Elvis up yet?’’

‘‘Yup. Heard Olivia screamin’ earlier and I saw him go in there. Probably one of those night terrors again,’’ he mumbled, quickly taking another sip of his coffee. You squinted your eyes at him a little, leaning against the counter─part of you felt like Jerry knew a little bit more about what was happening in her room, but the other part of you wanted to believe that Jerry would tell you if he knew something. A naïve thought, really. He had known Elvis for years, ofcourse he would lie for the other man if he needed to. You weren’t really in the mood to fight him on this, not when the sun hadn’t even risen yet, so you just hummed and took another sip of your coffee before pouring the liquid down the drain. ‘‘Maybe she should stop sleeping, she doesn’t even need it,’’ you mumbled, grabbing your blazer before you smiled at Jerry. ‘‘I’m gonna take a shower,’’ with a quick finger wave and a chuckle, you disappeared out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

Honestly, the urge to burst into Olivia’s room was big. So big. But for some reason, you couldn’t get yourself to twist the doorknob─afraid of what you’d walk in on. You had never heard weird noises coming out of the room when they were in there together, nothing to indicate that they were doing more than just talking. But then that voice would pop up in your head again, telling you that it was obvious that you wouldn’t hear anything even if they were doing something─they were both vampires living in a house with other vampires. Quiet sex was a thing that unfortunately had to happen a lot when you weren’t the only person in the house with enhanced hearing. You and Elvis often had to be quiet, which was incredibly hard. You didn’t wanted to believe that voice in your head. Elvis loved you, he’d never do that to you. And even though Olivia wasn’t really eager for your help anymore, she was always nice to you whenever you two did share a conversation together. They wouldn’t do that to you─he wouldn’t do that to you.

You sighed deeply as you shook your head a little at the door, quickly walking off into the bedroom you shared with Elvis. You decided that nothing was going on between them─it was just the jealousy in you clouding any rational thought you should have about the situation. He’s helping her, that’s all.

Throwing your blazer on the bed, you kicked off your shoes and walked into the ensuite bathroom, flicking on the lights. Turning on the shower, you quickly got rid off your clothing and stepped under the streaming water, running your fingers through your hair. The sound of the shower running and the warm water made your muscles relax a little and your mind was slowly starting to calm down. You didn’t hear Elvis coming into the bathroom, only noticing his presence when he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind and leaned his chin on your shoulder. You opened your eyes and turned around in his embrace, smiling softly at him as he looked down at you with a smile on his own face.

‘‘Did you have a good hunt, baby?’’ he questioned as he leaned down to peck your lips a few times, before turning the both of you around, leaning his head backwards under the water. You sighed softly and ran your hands up his arms, planting a smile back on your face when he looked back down at you. ‘‘I did.. but I miss havin’ them with you,’’ you laughed softly, giving him a small pout. You wouldn’t always go out at night alone for a meal─he’d always join you and the two of you made a good team. You two had fun. But ever since Olivia started having more ‘night terrors’ as he and Jerry called it, he stopped accompanying you on your nightly hunts.

‘‘I know, little one, me too,’’ he sighed, cupping your face in his hands as he caressed his thumb over your cheeks, his fingertips tangling in your wet hair. ‘‘But Olivia needs our help,’’

‘‘Your help, you mean,’’ you mumbled, pulling your face out of his hands. You switched positions with him again, standing back under the water as you started washing your hair, closing your eyes because you knew you’d start to get annoyed if you’d look at him. The dark haired vampire raised an eyebrow and grabbed your wrists when he noticed your hands were starting to massage the shampoo into your locks faster and faster. He pulled your hands down and turned you around, taking over the task with his own hands. ‘‘I think she prefers when I help her because.. we have somethin’ in common. She never wanted to be turned like you did, baby. She was turned without consent,’’ he told you and you rolled your eyes, which he luckily wasn’t able to see. ‘‘Immortality is not for everyone,’’

You kept quiet for a little bit because you knew anything that would come out of your mouth would be anything but nice. Instead, you tried focusing on the way his digits massaged your scalp but eventually your stubborn self spoke up. ‘‘What do you two even do in there?’’

Your jealousy, and annoyance, grew when he laughed and leaned down to kiss your cheek. He kept his face hovered next to yours, looking at you with that damned smirk on his face. ‘‘Why? Are you jealous?’’ He asked boldly, challenging you and you scoffed as you looked at him, rolling your eyes before you nudged him away from you and started washing the shampoo out of your hair. ‘‘As if,’’ you mumbled, even though he could hear you perfectly fine. ‘‘We just talk, I share stories about my vampirism with her and they seem to calm her down. Nothin’ else, baby,’’ he grinned and you sighed, closing your eyes. You kept your mouth shut, deciding to give him the silent treatment which you knew he hated. As soon as the shampoo was out of your hair, you were trapped in between the cold bathroom tiles and your lovers’ body, his blue eyes darkened as he stared down at you, smirk tugging at his kissable lips. You knew he was trying to dominate you by showing his vampiric eyes, but they never scared you anymore.

‘‘There’s no need to be jealous, my little demon. You’re all I want,’’ he whispered. Although there was a hint of playfulness and teasing on his tongue, you knew he was serious. You were conflicted, didn’t know if you truly believed him and that thought frustrated you to no end.

‘‘Not enough to go huntin’ with me again though..’’ you sighed dramatically, looking away from him as you had to bite your lip not to grin. He rolled his eyes playfully and started planting kisses on your cheek and down your jawline, traveling down to your neck. ‘‘I promise we’ll go together tomorrow, alright?’’ he whispered in your ear, teeth softly tugging at your earlobe. You bit your lip, running your fingers through his dark locks. The right thing here to do was to agree and leave it at that, but he should already know by now that you were too stubborn, and maybe even a little petty, to leave it at that.

‘‘Unless Olivia has her night terrors again,’’ you chuckled, sarcasm lacing your tongue.

When he pulled back out of your neck, you already knew the mood was ruined. He sighed deeply and pushed himself away from you, shaking his head a little as he stood underneath the water. ‘‘Let’s just end this conversation here, Y/N. There’s no reason to be jealous and you know it,’’

You rolled your eyes and stepped out of the shower space, wrapping a towel around your body. You wrapped another around your head and walked out of the bathroom, disappearing into the walk in closet. You heard the shower turn off and Elvis appearing behind you after a few seconds. You were still ignoring him and the two of you got dressed in silence. As you pulled the other towel off of your head and wanted to walk back to the bathroom to blow dry your hair, he grabbed your arm to stop you. You sighed and looked at him, raising your eyebrow, trying to seem uninterested. ‘‘She’s not the same as us, doll. She’s… different,’’

If your eyebrows were up to your hairline right now, you wouldn’t even be surprised. He noticed your expression and chuckled softly, slipping his hand down your arm to your hand to intertwine your fingers together. ‘‘She’s.. innocent. Pure. Trapped in a body that isn’t hers anymore, you know?’’

Maybe you should’ve shown a bit more sympathy. It was true that Olivia was turned without consent and turning is a rollercoaster in general, with or without consent. But you just weren’t able to put yourself in her shoes. You felt like you and Elvis were drifting further apart from each other and you felt like it was because of her. The way he was talking about her, as if she was some kind of porcelain doll, left a bad taste in your mouth. ‘‘Innocent.. pure,’’ you repeated his words in a small whisper, pulling your hand out of his. ‘‘Guess I’m just pure evil then, huh?’’

He rolled his eyes, shaking his head as he tried to grab your hand again but you wouldn’t let him, putting your hand firmly on your hip. He took a step closer to you and gently grabbed your shoulders, kissing your cheek. The feeling sent electricity down your spine and this time, it didn’t feel like the good kind. Heightened jealousy? Yeah, must be the worst emotion ever.

‘‘I didn’t say that, but baby, you’re not innocent… not like she is,’’ he said and although he was trying to be nice about it, and you knew there wasn’t any malicious intent behind his words, it still felt like there was. Like you were the damned Devil herself─which to some, you may be, but Elvis wasn’t so innocent himself either. He was the one who taught you how to feed on humans, he was the one who ripped out his creators’ heart and he was the one who helped you burn down an entire building in a city full of people. ‘‘You’re unbelievable,’’ you let out a soft emotionless laugh, shaking your head a little as you turned and walked into the bathroom. You threw the towel in the laundry hamper, angrily turning on the blow dryer.

‘‘Damnit, Y/N. You know I didn’t mean it like that,’’ he said as he appeared behind you. You wished you could drown out his voice with the noise of the blow dryer, but unfortunately you couldn’t. ‘‘I just meant that you like to kill and she doesn’t. She’s trying to fight off the predator that she has inside of her. Are you really this incapable of showing some sympathy?’’ He was yelling now, even though he knew you could hear him as clear as crystal. Your annoyance was rubbing off on him.

You turned the blow dryer off and threw it on the counter, turning to look at him straight in the face instead of through the mirror. ‘‘Don’t talk to me about sympathy, because I remember us eating a fucking hamburger while watching hundreds of people die just a few months ago. She might an innocent little doll, but you are not, Elvis. You’re a vampire and just like me, you couldn’t be any further away from innocence,’’ you spat at him, taking a step closer to him. ‘‘You wanna be there for her? You want her to learn about vampirism? Teach her how to fucking feed and become a fucking functional vampire in this household, because I’m done walking on egg shells around this girl,’’

Olivia mentally cursed at herself as she appeared in the bathroom door opening and heard those words leaving your mouth. She had heard you and Elvis arguing and tried to calm the both of you down, maybe even suggest that she wouldn’t need Elvis’ help anymore, even though she really did and the thought of him not being there to help her through most nights almost made her have a meltdown on the spot. She had started to take a liking to him which was more than just on a friendship level but she was conflicted─she liked you, but just like you she was a jealous person, and she had that little voice in the back of her mind that was telling her to get rid of you and that voice was getting louder and louder. Her emotions and feelings were all over the place and completely out of control. She loved Elvis and she needed to have him, but even though her ego wouldn’t allow her to say it out loud, she was scared of you and what you would do if you’d find out about her feelings.

‘‘Y/N is right,’’ she spoke up when both Elvis and you looked at her. The way Elvis smiled softly and apologetically at her only got you more riled up, but you just looked at her and let her speak. For now. ‘‘I should start feeding on human blood instead on yours, Elvis, and become a functional vampire. I’m not happy about having to live for an eternity, but I don’t really wanna walk out in the sun and burn to ashes either,’’ she laughed softly, trying to lighten the mood, but when she realised she was the only laughing at the poor joke she made, she bit her tongue.

Your blood ran cold at her words, goosebumps covering your skin as you felt your insides twisting and turning uncomfortably. Elvis face fell as he realised what Olivia said and when he realised you caught onto it as well.

‘‘Excuse me.. what?’’ you frowned, looking at Elvis before you turned back to the brunette in the door opening who was fiddling with her fingers nervously, looking confused. ‘‘Feeding on his blood? You’ve been feeding.. on him?’’ You questioned her, pointing at the man next to you. Olivia scratched the back of her neck, looking at Elvis for help─she felt like she was being tricked, like any answer that she would give you would be wrong. She decided to go with the truth, though.

‘‘I mean.. y-yeah. Because I couldn’t keep human blood down, we decided to try vampire blood and that worked, and i-it made me feel better, so..’’

Your jaw clenched as your hands bawled into fists, your fingernails creating crescent moons in your palms. In your short time of being a vampire, you learned that sharing blood was something very intimate between vampires─something that was usually done during sex and between two individuals that were in a relationship or intimate with each other. Even if there was no genuine sex involved, the feeling of blood sharing came close to it for vampires. It was special, it was not meant to be taken lightly and some vampires didn’t even do it unless they were absolutely positive the person they were doing it with was the person they wanted to spend the rest of their lives with. Elvis was that person to you, but apparently, it hadn’t been as special to him as it was to you.

‘‘Baby, it’s not what you think,’’ Elvis spoke up next to you. You didn’t miss the slight nervousness that hinted at the back of his throat. ‘‘I only gave it to her to try, because she wasn’t eating. She was starving herself,’’

You looked at him, anger oozing out of you and he could see it. He could see how much this was affecting you and he just… stood there. You swallowed down the lump in your throat, shaking your head at him. He ran his hands down his face, groaning deeply in his palms for a second before he reached out to you but you quickly took a step back. ‘‘Just talking, right, babe? God, you’re a fucking lying asshole,’’ you spat at him, though your voice was a mere whisper, but he heard the pain in your voice. And it was killing him.

‘‘Is sharing blood.. wrong or something?’’ Olivia spoke up and when you turned to her and made your way over, she realised she should’ve kept her mouth shut. You didn’t even hesitate for a second as you grabbed her jaw and snapped her neck with a quick and simple twist of your wrist, letting her unconscious body fall to the floor with a loud thump. You rushed a hand through your hair that was still slightly damp, looking at Elvis.

‘‘Maybe give her some of your blood, wakes her up quicker,’’ you rolled your eyes, rushing out of the bedroom and thundering down the stairs. At least for now, you had to get the hell out of this house and away from everyone in it.

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