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"Oh, but dear Alexander," Mason purred softly, seeing the teen's eyes widen slightly, "you have no idea what I want," he chuckled, and dragged Alex away in the crowd, seeing that Seth too, had grabbed Asher when the blonde was alone; it was great how no one seemed to notice and now was the night to play with his food.
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btw, Alex is like a freaking bitch in this chapter LOL

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Alex awoke later in a dark room, "Fucking A!  Shit, fuck, fuck, fuck, shiiitttt," he hissed as he moved quickly, he felt light headed and slumped to the ground, which was cold, "What the fuck was I on?"

"A bed, love, have you never heard of one?"

Alex jumped at the voice, "Who's there?" he hissed.

"Oh, your one and only."

"Are you that douche bag that jumped me?" Alex questioned, trying to find the source of the voice, but it seemed that it echoed everywhere.  He saw a tall man step from the shadows, in the very dim light he could just see the small shimmer of the ginger hair that he saw before everything went black.  "You," Alex spat, standing up straight, even though the other stood taller than him, he wasn't just about to cower away because this guy was taller than him…and more muscled than him, 'Fuck my life," Alex thought bitterly.

Mason caught the waver in those bewitching dark blue hues, "What's with the scared look, my love?"

"I am not your love!" Alex shouted and stepped back, growling at the smirk that grew across Mason's face.  "Where's Asher?" he demanded, his fists clenched together, he was fucking pumped to punch this douche in face, from not only kidnapping him and possibly drugging him, but also kidnapped his motherfucking best friend!

"Oh probably with Seth; don't worry, Seth won't harm him…much," Mason grinned, moving over to sit on his bed and still managed to ignore the glare he got from the shorter male.

"What the fuck happened?"

"Now asking somewhat reasonable questions?" Mason teased, but just chuckled at the cold glare he got.  "You were actually pretty wasted, but seemed sober.  I'm shocked that a good kid like you actually got drunk!  But you were still, snippy as usual…but while you were ranting away, I just managed to sweep you away."

"You're a douche," Alex growled, moving to lean against a wall, he felt sick and he just wanted to puke out his guts, scream, and possibly beat the shit out this jerk face.

Mason patted the spot next to him, "I won't hurt you love, you seem just really tired and hung over," he mused.  "What?  Not trusting me now?" he asked when Alex just glared at him angrily.  "Believe me, I won't do anything.  I've already had my fill," Mason grinned slyly.

"What the hell does that mean?" Alex demanded as he stalked over to the dark eyed male.

Mason just smiled, grabbing Alex's wrist and pulled him to the bed, "You're so fussy!  It's adorable!"

"Shut up!" Alex hissed, jerked away from the older, "What the hell did you mean by the "fill" thing?"

"Oh, but of course you must know what I am by now," Mason mused as he brushed back stray of ebony hair out of Alex's face.

"I'm guessing you're a rapist?"

"That hurt," Mason muttered.  "What else feeds off of blood?"

"Holy shit, you're one of those messed up kids that think they're vampires!" Alex gapped.  "Dude, do you seriously drink blood like freak?"

Mason scowled at that, "Not only fucking vampires drink blood, I'm a fucking demon, you annoying little human!" he snapped.

Alex laughed, "Oh my God, you're loony!" he laughed, but the growl he got from Mason and the when he was pinned, with black eyes burning into his and the fangs that were grit in annoyance made him think otherwise, "Holy frick on a stick…demons are real?"

Mason merely stared at Alex whom seemed unaffected by the eyes and the fangs, "You're not scared?"

"Pfft, no why?" Alex asked unimpressed, he shoved Mason off him and sat up.  "So you're a demon, big woop.  Now where's my friend at?"

"What kind of fucking human are you?"

"The kind that doesn't give a fuck slash fuck Lucifer if they had the chance."

Mason laughed at the monotone reply; he stood and pulled Alex up, he smirked at Alex was a few inches shorter than him, "You really aren't scared?" he asked.

Alex rolled his eyes, "What?  Do you get off from being feared?"

"You're such a bitch," Mason muttered, pulling Alex to the door.

"Problem?"

"Good God, and your immaturity," Mason muttered again.  He pulled Alex into the hallway and lead him down the hall to a door and knocked on the dark door a couple times, "Dude, your pants better be on 'cause I'm coming in," he shouted and pushed the door open, seeing Asher sitting in the middle of the bed laughing as Seth told him something.

"Hey, asshole, piss off," Alex snapped, walking over to the bed, ignoring the growl and fangs that were aimed at him.  "Congratulations, you're a fucking vampire.  Bite my dear friend, and you'll be drinking blood out of a fucking straw," he promised, pulling Asher away from Seth.

"The fuck is with this kid?  Did he sleep with the Devil and has no soul?" Seth snapped.

"Sorry, your mom did it," Alex retorted, flipping off the vampire.

"You just had to grab the human when he's PMSing like a bitch," Seth muttered to his friend, hearing Mason laugh at the jab.

"Wait, wait!  Alexander!  Seth's really, really nice!" Asher protested and stopped Alex from moving.  "You just have to get to know him!  I've been talking to him for about two hours!" he smiled.

"Great, good to know that he's not a rapist. I spoke to this soulless ginger for about five minutes and I'm already to shoot myself in the face," Alex hissed.

"I thought you loved me!"

"Pfft, you wish…"

Alex didn't even cast a second glance over his shoulder as he practically dragged Asher out of the room, the blonde growling at him.  Seth popped in front of him and Alex leered at him, "What do you want?"

"You're taking away someone that belongs to me," Seth growled.  He jerked his head at Asher before looking back at Mason whom was staring oddly at Alex, "Yo, control your fucking human.  Put him on a leash or something," he snapped, ripping Asher away.

"Put me on a fucking leash and it will be your last act!" Alex snarled.

Mason sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose; obviously Alexander was not the trusting type, judging by the coldness of his attitude and the distrust that burned in those dark blue orbs, "I won't do such a thing to you," he reassured.  "But please stay awhile…we're actually about to have dinner and I'd like you and Asher to join."

Alex crossed his arms and scoffed, "Yea…no thanks.  I don't feel like being ate," he muttered.

Seth rolled his eyes, "Believe me, I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole."
"Like wise," Alex retorted with a glare tossed over his shoulder at the vampire.  He glared at the demon that stood behind him, he inwardly cursed at the male's deep golden eyes were so sincere; giving a deflated sigh and the nagging Asher was giving him he agreed reluctantly, "Fine," Alex muttered, he caught the hopeful expression spread across Mason's face, "But," he started, holding up his hand to pause the demon, "if you or your douche of a friend do anything at all that pisses me off, or Asher, we're gone and you're not to follow us," he snapped.

Mason groaned quietly, 'Geez, he gets set off by the slightest look…somehow I don't think dinner is going to end very well…' he thought as they walked down the hall to the dreaded dinner.