WHAT?

Fuck he is dieing. Frank is dieing and I was to blame. Should I tell him I have to or I could just let it just hit him as he is dieing. "Frank you may or may not be dieing because I was being selfish and toke to much blood when you ' healed' me because I was being an idiot."
"Wait I healed you? What do you mean by that."
"Well... I kind of didn't want to drink blood."
"Why?"
"I don't want to tell you."
"Why? It's not like I will just up and run out of my own house."
"Well um I um.... I kind of just stoped eating because I wanted to drink your blood and your blood only. I don't know I just don't want any other blood. Hmmmm... I have to go do something. How about you just go sleep. No offence you look like death warmed up eaten then shit out."
"Thanks. But I don't want to go to bedddddddd." He whines. He is so cute. I didn't just think that. Ya I did because it is true. I love him. And I killed him.

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