"Different" | X Reader (Blind)

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"Well... I like you."

I blush. "What...?" Is he rizzing me right now? "How could you like me? And already? We've known each other for... like a few days? And why would you like a blind girl???" I hear him chuckle. "Have you remembered what I've told you when we've first met? You're just different." I sigh, shaking my head.
"Oh, baby. Don't start with that nonsense. Different, different, different— Enough with that, Jerry."

"You'll realize it one day." he said.

I did an eye roll. "Yeah. One day. God, I need to go home." I stand up and walk. But he grabs my wrist.

"Wait, (Y/N)... I can't let you go home just yet..."

I sigh and pull his wrist away. "Look, ladykiller... playboy, or whatever you are. Leave me out of this. You have some type of beef with me?" "No. I don't have any beef with you, dear." I hear him. "Yeah. What do you want with Charley anyway?" I ask.
"Well, to kill him." he said. "He's trying to convince everyone that I'm a vampire. Luckily no one believes him."

I frown. "You guys are full of shit at this point." I close my eyes. Oh, the indignity... Out of nowhere, I felt an arm snake around my waist. I let out a small yelp and blush. "You know, for a soft and gentle blind girl like you, I didn't realize you had such a foul mouth..." I quickly move his arm and step back. "What are you doing?!" I look at his silhouette. He move closer to me. I step back. "No... don't touch me..." I start to tear up and sniff. "Aw, (Y/N). Please don't cry. I'm sorry."

I wipe my eyes. "Just leave me alone. You and Charley. Both of you. Go to Hell. Especially you, Jerry." God, when will this end? At this point, I want to go home for god sake. I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. I flinch a little. "Look, (Y/N). Let me make it up to you." This time he sounded sincere. I didn't trust it. He might be blackmailing me. But willing to hear what he has to say, I listen.

"Let me help you. Then maybe I'll leave you alone. But that's only if you choose."

So this... 'Vampire' really wants to help me...

Why me? To get my sight back? What he's gonna do? Bite my neck? Turn me into a murderous vampire to help me see again? I don't believe it. But if he insists. I sigh. "Alright, fine. You can help. Whatever you do... please don't hurt me..." "Very well." I hear Jerry. "Then I might as well take care of Charley then..." I start to worry. "What... Are you going to kill him???"

"No need to worry, dear." he attempts to reassure me. "I'll handle that foolish weakling..." "Would you stop?!" I shout, crying. "This has gone too far, man!"

"Well... If I were you, I'd blame Charley for this."

I'm not in the mood to go back and forth with him again. "Look, Jerry. If you're gonna make me stay here, just take to whatever room where I'll be sleeping tonight, please?" Bullshit, I'm already tired. In a swift, I felt him pick me up, most likely in a bridal style fashion. "Allow me, my love." I hear. I cover my face and shut my eyes, blushing. 'Can you stop rizzing me already???' He walks a little bit then stop. I was gently laid down on something soft. Most likely a bed.

"Don't kill Charley." I say. "Please don't kill him..."

"Hm? And why shouldn't I kill Charley?" Jerry asks. "You're in love with him?"

I close my eyes, sighing. "No, idiot. Because he's my friend."

"Ah. I see. So Charley takes care of you from time to time because of your condition..."

"What a fucking genius you are, creep." I spat.

"One more profane word out of you, and I will kill him." Oh god no... I shook my head. I felt a cold hand gently cup my face. I move my face away. "Oh, honey. No need to act like that." I felt him touch my face again. I shut my eyes. "Please, stop." "Play nice, dearie." he said. Eh, fuck playing nice. I turn my head away. "To hell with you, man." I hear Jerry sigh. "Look. If you be a good girl for me, I'll plan something for you... tomorrow night." Wait... What?

"You... will?" I was hesitant.

"Yes."

But I already know what it is... "If this is about my awaiting death, just get it over it." I say. "And when I die, you stay away from my funeral." "No, no, no." he said, irritated. "This isn't about me killing you. It's something else."

Something else, huh? "Alright. Vampire." I say.

"No need to call me that. Just call me Jerry." he said.

Oh, whatever. "Since I'm... well, here at your house I assume... can you let me rest? Whatever you do, just leave me out your mess. Please."

"Oh, absolutely." I hear Jerry's voice. "I'll let you rest. My roommate will look after you. Just until tomorrow night. I'll be active." Roommate... My eyes widen. "What, is your roommate a vampire too???" My heart started racing. Because if he's a vamp, then the other must be one too. "No, he is not." He isn't? I'd be relieved, but still... I forgot what Jerry's roommate name was, but I'll find that shit out later. I'm exhausted.

"You look tired, (Y/N). Maybe you should rest."

"And what are you going to do with Charley?" I ask, worriedly. I sit up. I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders, gently pushing me down on the bed. "No need to worry. I'll take care of him..." Hm. I don't like the sound of that. He's gonna murder Charley for sure. "Fine." I say, frowning. "I'll mind my business then." I lay back down. I felt a cover placed over me. I grab it. A hand gently touch my shoulder.

"Sweet dreams, sweetheart..." I hear him.

I sigh. 'Yeah. Sweet dreams my ass, asshole...'