The Only Way

I demanded the vampire to turn back my father to human. However, the vampire had to give vampire blood in bottles to each of his victims and me. This was to protect us incase he decides to inject us, we could protect ourselves with his blood. He was also conditioned to only one host at a time, whom he can feed from. This host was to be selected and approved by me.

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4 years later.

For some reason, we still kept in touch. He wasn't so bad actually. He had his good points. His humour was actually entertaining, in a sarcastic and sinistic sort of way. He would some times hang out with my friends to. They didn't know what he was of course. He would follow us to parties at night, or meet up at dark venues.

The victims I chose for him, were mostly those who were dying, or had a terminal illness. It was still wrong, but what choice did I have. I needed my father and this was the only way.

The more time I spent with him, the more I felt comfortable with the whole vampire idea.

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I was 24 when both of us realised it. He knew it, and so did I. I wanted to be a vampire too.

He told me I was almost as vain he was, wanting to live forever.

But I was sure of it.

I wanted it.