^an old bop
BOW!
so i got this idea yesterday to do sumthin related to halloween cuz its october, and kenny and sheyaa's birthdays are this month too, october 20 and 22 respectively, so in celebration of daddy number 1 and 2's special day here's sumthin. and of course i had to add my fav lil baby in the mix as well💚❤️💙
this is gonna be in two parts, so ill upload the second part on the 21st inbetween their birthdays, or maybe earlier, who knows. the second part finna be twice as long too so🤪
excuse any errors
vote, comment, and enjoy💕
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Starring:
NBA Youngboy as Kentrell
Quando Rondo as Tyquian
21 Savage as Sheyaa
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"I'm just tryin' to suck a couple dicks from the back and make some assholes clap bruh, like is that too much to ask fo'?!"
"Jamell shut the fuck up, you sound like Nick you horny ass lil hoe." Jay grumbled, the only other person in the car that wasn't trash drunk besides the driver.
"He could never." Nick slurred, dramatically tossing his dreads over his shoulder. "Can't no one hoe like me."
"And that's why you be in and out of the clinic, lil miss thotiana."
"Ok, but even after all that you still find yo way in and out of my pussy Scarface, so what's tea?" The small lightskin said sassily, squeaking when the lanky brownskin man roughly shoved him into the car door.
"And my dick finna be in and out yo fuckin' mouth if you don't shut yo lil ass up talkin' to me like that." The man mumbled and Nick smacked his teeth before pouting.
"Why you bein' so mean?"
"Cuz y'all niggas annoyin' when y'all drunk." But even after all that, the man still wrapped an arm around the lightskin, bringing him closer so they could cuddle.
"-just imagine bein' gangbanged by a bunch of big dick, sexy ass niggas, oh ma-" Jamell cut off his own lust fueled speech, closing his eyes and feeling up his body, letting out a small moan in excitement.
"I told you not to give him those pills, now look. This nigga bout to nut on himself."
Kentrell chuckled at his friends, speeding down the highway, away from the club they were just at. His destination was his house, he wasn't in the mood to drop everyone off at their places, so they would just sleep over for the night.
A good fifthteen to twenty minutes later, he arrived at his neighborhood, and pulled up to his house. It was early as hell, around four in the morning, the sky still a dark and bleak blue, littered sparsely with stars. Parking his vehicle, he got out and stretched, yawning as he walked around to help his small brownskin friend out the car.
"Come on you dumbass." He smiled fondly as he opened the door to help the man stand on his feet, only for Jamell to latch onto his chest like a baby monkey, causing him to laugh as he shook his head and started shuffling through his keys to find the ones to his house.
"Stop humpin' me Melly, befo' I drop yo lil ass."
"Sorryyyy, I'm just hornyyy. Love you Kenny." The smaller slurred.
The taller gave a tired chuckle. "Love yo drunk ass too mane."
"Um, no offense, but yo new neighbors are muthafuckin' weird." Jay muttered next to him, picking his friends with benefits up bridal style, and closing the car door with his hip. "Why the fuck they keep starin' at us?"
The taller man didn't say anything, eye's absentmindedly looking across the street and over at the pair, who seemed to be sitting at that same spot on their porch like they had been hours before when he left to go to the club. They had literally just moved in the house across from him that night, and because it was so dark, Kentrell still hadn't gotten a clear look at their faces yet. He could tell that they were both males, one tall and the other short, but that was it.
Both figures suddenly waved at him, in sync and at the same time, and Kentrell felt a uncomfortable shiver go down his spine. The gesture was a little weird, but he still brought his hand up and waved back.
He shrugged off Jay's worries. "Shittt, as long as they stay ova' thea', they ain't botherin' me. Let em stare."
~
He had made sure that everyone had been tucked away in the guest bedroom, Jay in the middle of a drunk twink sandwhich, before going downstairs for something to eat before he went to go get ready for bed. Kentrell had been eating frosted flakes out of a large pot, when there was a rustle outside in his backyard.
At first he thought he was hearing things, but then there was another sound, almost like someone was walking around in his backyard.
"The fuck?" Kentrell raised an eyebrow, and went to take a peek outside the window. He didn't see anything, but then when he looked up, across the room a shadow of some tall figured walked past another one of his windows.
He set the pot down on his kitchen counter, immediately going for his piece that was thankfully still on his person, taking it out and off safety. Making sure he turned on the back porch lights, he quitely opened the door, peeking around to see if anyone was there before advancing further.
Kentrell made quick work of checking around the perimeter of his whole house because it wasn't really big to begin with, and if someone had been around, they sure as hell weren't there anymore.
As he went to return back to his house the way he went out, he came across a black cat with a cute little blue bandana around it's neck, lounging on his back porch. He stopped in his tracks, the two staring at each other, and he smiled when the cat tilted its head and meowed at him. Kentrell went to gently scratch behind the animal's ear, the biggest brown eyes he had ever seen staring up at him, the cat purring deeply at the attention.
After that he went back inside the house, sending a small sad smile to the cat as he closed the door on the animal as it sat outside, looking like it wanted to come in. He was tired, and even though the cat was adorable, he didn't have time to be taking care of animals or having any pets right now.
~
A week later....
Kentrell quickly packed some essentials and clothes in a big backpack, making sure that he had his wallet, keys, and weapon on him, before making his way downstairs. Ever since that night after he went out to the club, whenever it got dark, it seemed like something decided to come out and mess with him all damn night and all while he was in the comfort of his own home. He constantly felt eyes watching him, things eerily scraping against the windows, and manaical laughter heard from outside.
But whenever he went to check who was outside, no one was there.
The Baton Rouge native couldn't take it anymore, and it had gotten so bad to the point where he hadn't been getting any sleep, afraid of what might be out there. Despite Jay and them telling him he was tripping, he knew he wasn't crazy. They suggested that maybe someone was playing some sick prank on him, or perhaps he was stressed and imagining things, but at this point he was over it and needed to get away from his house.
So with his gun out and the safety already off, Kentrell catiously walked through his front door and went outside, flashlight in hand and steps as quiet and catious as ever. He locked the door behind him as he jitterly looked around, still not seeing what could possibly be bothering him. He shook his head as his feet quickly guided him to his car.
"Fuck this, I'm out." He whispered, speedily unlocking the vehicle, throwing his backpack inside and climbing in. Whoever the hell that had been stalking and terrorizing him for the past couple of days could have the house for all he fucking cared, he wasn't about to sit around and possibly find out who it was anymore.
Kentrell started the car, quickly pulling out his driveway and zooming down the street, away from his home. He was contemplating where he should go, almost deciding on getting a room at a motel for a couple of days, before calling Jamell and asking to crash at his place. That way he would save money, and also have someone to keep him company.
His heartbeat had significantly decreased since he had took off from his house, and he let out a breath he had been holding, before connecting his aux and playing some music. Nann Nigga by Trick Daddy played through the speakers, and he rapped along, the beat and their voices putting him in a better mood.
He rocked back and forth in his seat, shouting Trina's lyrics from the top of his lungs. "'Nigga you don't know nann hoe, that don' tried all types of shit, who quick to deep throat the dick, and let anotha' bitch straight lick the clit!'"
"'Na' you don't know nann hoe, that'll keep it wet like me, make it cum back to back like me,
lick a nigga nut sack like MEEEE-'" Kentrell screamed when something dropped on the roof of his car, harshly caving the material in, and ultimately making him slam down on the breaks and take off down the empty road in utter shock.
That same laughter that had been in his ear all week could be heard, and his eyes widened even further, his heart once again now slamming against his chest. Whoever was on the roof of his car was stepping around and shaking the vehicle almost like they wanted to taunt him, and as scared as Kentrell was, Jamell's place wasn't that far away.
Just a little further, and maybe he would be good.
But...what kind of friend would he be to lead whoever the hell was stalking him to his best friends apartment?
While his mind raced and wondered what could he possibly do, a hand slammed against the window to his left, long finger nails dragging down the glass.
I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die.
"Kentrell!" A murky voice yelled. "Wake up!"
He suddenly made a face, confused. "H-huh?"
"KENTRELL!" And he felt himself jolt up, hand clutching at his heart, eyes quickly checking out his surrondings. He realized that he was at Jamell's, in the guest bedroom, the smaller man towering over him.
"W-what? How did-"
His small friend looked at him worriedly, eyebrows furrowed down. "You called and said that you didn't feel safe at yo place, so you packed up and wanted to come stay with me. You got hea' last night and passed out Kenny. You don't remember gettin' hea' last night?"
"B-but, I swea' I was just drivin' ova hea', and sumthin' landed on ma roof-"
A small hand laid flat on his chest, pushing him to lay back down on the guest bed. "Yo car is just fine. It was a nightmare nigga, take a deep breath and try to relax. You haven't been gettin' much sleep either, so maybe that's why you don't remember."
Kentrell sighed but listened to his friend, laying back down. He checked his phone and it was the next day, making him wonder if he really did just need to get some sleep. He watched Jamell come back with a cup of chamomile tea, telling him that it would help him with his anixety and to go back to sleep, and he wordlessly drank it as he felt himself calm down.
Jamell turned the lights off, and even slipped under the covers with him, just to be there for his best friend and give him some peace of mind.
Kentrell knocked out shortly afterwards.
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A couple days passed by with no problems, no noises, evil sounding laughs, nothing out of the ordinary. He and Jamell were going back to the smallers apartment after meeting up with Nick and Jay for some dinner, his belly full and satisfied off of pasta and wine.
Kentrell made a smooth right turn and drove down the road, passing the street lights and open night sky, boredly looking ahead. "I think I'll go back to ma place tomorrow mornin', y'all was probably right, I might of just been tied and stressin' fo' no reason."
"You sure bruh?" Jamell asked. "You can stay as long as you want, it's nice havin' someone ova'. I hate livin' alone."
"Same." He muttered. "Maybe we should move in togetha', it would save money and-"
Suddenly something slammed against the side of his car with so much force, that it sent them flying off the road and zooming into the thick forest. His car flew through the woods, crashing loudly through the foliage, tearing down anything that was small and in it's path. It finally stopped when it slammed head first into a big ass tree in the way, causing Kentrell's head to jerked roughly at the impact, slamming against the air bag that went off and only further disorienting him.
He blindly reached for the door handle and somehow forced his way out the car despite how shitty his body currently felt, falling hard onto the dirt ground. Trying and failing to navigate around the dark, bits of glass from his broken windows dug into his bare arms, cutting and lodging themselves deeply into brownskin.
"O-ow fuck mane!" Kentrell shot up wincing in pain, feeling blood already begin to drip down his forearms. He shook in agony, trying and failing to gently remove a large shard of glass that was deep in his arm, before realizing it would be futile and he would only end up hurting himself more.
Realizing that he hadn't heard anything from his friend, he panicked, trying to look around for the man. "Melly, MELLY!"
"Stop yellin' nigga damn." He saw the smaller shakily get up and start limping towards him, the full moon the only source of light for them.
Jamell leaned against the car, trying to catch his breath. "The fuck happened ma nigga? If you had too many drinks at dinner you shoulda just let me drive back."
"Shut the fuck up bitch, I only had like two glasses." He winced in pain. "Sumthin' slammed into the car mane, I swea'."
"Whateva bruh, we need to get yo ass some help." The shorter man said, looking at him as Kentrell tried to get up, but fell on his ass when he realized his leg was fucked up and bleeding as well.
So he sat on the ground, paranoidly looking around, watching Jamell try to get a signal on his cracked phone. Kentrell turned his head for one second before looking back, and when he did look at his friend again, he saw a tan colored cat with deep brown eyes sitting at the shorters feet.
The smaller looked down and immediately smiled. "Ooo look, a kitty cat. Hiiii." And Jamell crotched down, gently patting the animals head.
Kentrell couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Mess with the cat later Melly, I'm not tryin' to stay in this creepy ass forest all night."
The man ignored him, continuing to pet the cat. "Mmhmm."
"Jamell, I dead ain't playin' witchu. Go get some help or sum shit."
"Mmhmm."
"...Jamell Demons, dontchu hea' me talkin' to yo ass?"
"Mmhmm."
He raised an eyebrow, before picking up a small pebble and throwing it at the smallers big ass forehead. And all Melly continued to do was pet the cat, almost like he was in some sort of...trance.
And then, when the cat turned to look at Kentrell and fucking smirked, he knew something was wrong.
"Melly, get away from that muthafuckin' cat!" He yelled shakily, and went to throw another rock at him friend, the object bouncing off again and Jamell ignoring him once more. Kentrell gritted his teeth as he began to drag himself towards the other man, fully intent on kicking the cat away, when the cat started to transform.
The animal began to morph, standing on it's hind legs and growing larger until it stood tall as a full grown human male, fully clothed and all. The man was lightskin, tall and muscular, with short and twisted black dreads and a gleaming golden grill. He grinned at Kentrell, sticking his tongue out teasingly, before grabbing a seemingly love stricken Jamell's hand and pulling him away to go deeper into the forest.
"MELLY NO!" Kentrell yelled, trying to move on the ground faster to get to his friend, but it was no use.
"Say bye bye to yo friend baby." The man's deep voice commanded, and dopily Jamell turned to Kentrell, the smallers eyes hazy and looking to not fully be conscious of his own actions as he waved at him.
"Bye bye Kenny, love you." The man smiled.
"MELLY NOOO!" He screamed helplessly and watched with watery eyes as the two walked off, the tall lightskin man sending one last look at him, coffee brown eyes turning to a deep blood red before the pair vanished into thin air.
"Oh ma fuckin' god! Melly you fuckin' stupid BITCH!" He choked, tears streaming down his face because he didn't know the fate of his best friend and was stuck in the middle of this dark ass forest, injured and by himself.
I need to get some help.
And as if his night wasn't going any worse, Kentrell heard familiar laughing again, and footsteps making their way towards him. His body tensed up, breaths labored and vision glossy from his tears.
"I don't think you goin' anywhere, any time soon beautiful."
That's when he finally dared to look up at who was infront of him, and stared right into lazy eyes, realizing that it was actually two people instead of one.
They were both male; the first one short, lean and skinny, ebony skin smooth and unblemished, except for the few tattooes he seemed to have. There was a wicked smile on his face as he looked on at Kentrell in excitement, before licking at his pouty and plump lips, showing off the tongue piercing that sat on the small muscle teasingly. The second was taller, a tattooed covered brownskin and made up of soft looking muscles. Unlike his friend, the man stared down at him with neutral look on his face, almost like he bored, which made Kentrell cower in fear even more.
They both wore regular clothes that fit their bodies well, and were both pretty attractive and pleasing on the eyes. The pair honestly wouldn't have creeped him out so much if both of their eyes weren't a deep crimson red, hazy and very hungry looking, just like the lightskin man that had took Jamell just moments before had been.
"Who the fuck are y'all niggas?!" Kentrell spat, body shaking as he looked up at the two men.
"Ugh, it smells so gooddddd." The shorter moaned, biting his lip in excitement, completely ignoring his question.
"W-what?"
"Is that AB negative I smell? You shouldn't have."
"You like yo early birthday present daddy?" The darkskin man continued, bouncing on his feet and looking up at his partner with big hopeful red eyes.
"Daddy loves his birthday present baby." And the taller man smirked, roughly wrapping an arm around the smaller and bringing the man closer, before leaning down and giving a lustful kiss to his lover. "I can't wait to eat."
"E-eat?! The fuck are y'all niggas on?! Y'all been stalkin' ma' ass fo' an entire week just to fuckin' eat me?! Why?!" Kentrell couldn't help but ask incredulously.
"Cuz the food always taste betta' when it's scared." The taller said easily, a grin still on his lips. Kentrell watched in horror as the smaller started floating, all while lazily winding through the air and making his way towards him, stopping to stare at him face to face.
"I'm gettin' a whiff of yo fear right now baby, and it smells so muthafuckin' good." The smaller whispered hotly.
Before Kentrell could even react the darkskin man sat in his lap and grabbed him, and as much as he bucked and tried to pull away, the smaller's strength was out of this world. He felt his head being grabbed and roughly moved to the side, his neck opened and exposed.
He watched helplessly as the taller man walked over and crotched down, sitting his chin on his boyfriends shoulder, looking at him and slowly opening his mouth. Hazel eyes widened as the canines on the man's top row of teeth began to grow down, long and pointy, menancingly sharp.
These niggas are vampires, these niggas are vampires, these niggas are vampires-
"We sure are beautiful." The taller man laughed, licking his lips.
"Please don't, please don't k-kill me! Please mane, I don't wanna die!" Kentrell begged, feeling his life flash before his eyes and his vision become even more watery as new tears fell. His birthday was coming up in just a couple more day's, he had so much more life ahead of him.
The taller man shrugged. "Sorry bruh, it's just how these thangs go."
"Do it daddy, do itttt." The smaller moaned, wiggling around in his lap. "Take a big bite out of his pretty lil neck." His red eyes were droopy, looking over him like he was prey, and really, Kentrell pretty much was at this point.
The taller leaned forward, and the man's fangs were mere seconds away from puncturing his skin and the thick artery in his neck, when there was a shine of light in the distance.
"Hello?! Is anyone there, we followed the tire tracks from your car down here!"
Kentrell was about to scream for help, when a hand was slammed over his mouth, effectively keeping him quiet. One second they were on the ground, surronded by trees and then the next second, they were high in the sky and flying above the forest. He squirmed in his hold, trying to get loose, but the taller man only held onto him tighter.
"Stay the fuck still befo' I drop you on yo ass. I know you don't wann die like that, so behave."
He couldn't help but whimper, his cheeks wet with hot angry tears.
This was the worst night of his life.
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Halfway through them flying through the sky, the taller man promptly knocked him out because he wouldn't stop crying, muttering something about him getting a headache. So of course Kentrell woke up disoriented, lost, and not knowing where the fuck he was.
He got up on his feet, going to try and open the door to the room, only to find it locked. Kentrell quickly jogged over to the window, finding it tightly shut as well. He took a peak outside, and like his suspicions confirmed, these niggas were 100% his new neighbors and his house was right across the street. The last thing he did was check his pockets, and after some furious patting, of course his phone also wasn't on him.
"Mane what the fuck!" He yelled, clutching his head in frustration.
"You know, you were perfectly safe in yo house."
Kentrell's head snapped towards the voice, and saw that same tan colored cat from before sitting on top of a bookshelf, looking down at him.
"W-what the fuck-"
"If you stayed in yo house, they wouldn't have been able to get you." And the cat easily shifted back to the lightskin man from before, hopping down from the bookshelf to sit on the chair at the desk.
"Vampires have to be invited inside someones home, so as long as you didn't let them in, you woulda been aight. You actually put yoself in mo' danger leavin', but you couldn't have known-"
"Nigga, fuck you!" He spat. He didn't give a fuck about any of that at the moment. "Where's Jamell?!"
"Dead. As fuck." And the lightskin man cackled as Kentrell's eyes began to water.
He felt a sudden burst of anger hit him at the mans carelessness for killing his friend and charged at the seated vampire, throwing blow after blow to the lightskins face. And even though the man didn't seem all to moved by his attacks, Kentrell continued, despite his muscles beginning to burn and his breaths growing more and more labored.
"Wow, you can throw a punch. I almost felt those." The taller muttered, before standing up and grabbing him by the shirt, lifting him up with little to no ease and making his feet dangle in the air.
"You awake na', so might as well bring yo ass to Sheyaa and Ty."
"No, no, no, no, no!" And Kentrell bucked, trying to fight against the man's hold, despite him getting the memo that vampires were crazy strong. The man opened the door, all while still holding him up, and began to journey downstairs. The house was barren, barely decorated, and would of looked deserted if their wasn't noise coming from the living room.
Kentrell watched in horror as they approached his attackers, and he was promptly dumped on his ass right infront of the two, who were sitting on the couch and looking at him hungrily.
"Have fun. I'm finna go check on ma lil thang." The man mumbled, before journeying back upstairs.
Kentrell kneeled helplessly on the ground, sniffling as he looked up at the pair, silently accepting his fate. Because really, what could he do? These niggas were faster, stronger, could fly and also apparently could shapeshift? What else were they capable of that he didn't know?
"We can also hypnotize people and read minds. Yours is pretty loud." The taller said, picking boredly at his teeth with a toothpick.
The hazel eyed mans shoulders dropped in defeat. He guesses that he was just destined to die at their hands.
Who woulda thought? Only I would get killed by some fuckin' vampires.
The two shared a look, and he watched as they had a silent conversation amongst themselves, before the taller kissed his teeth. "Tyquian..."
"I can't help it, he's makin' me feel bad Sheyaa." The smaller suddenly pouted, floating towards him, and going to gently cup his face. His touch was innocent, his now brown eyes staring at him with sympathy, as his thumb gently brushed against his cheek.
"You know how I get in the moment when we about to eat. Now I just feel...shitty."
The taller only grunted.
"We don't have to kill him, do we? Can we keep him?"
Sheyaa huffed. "...Baby, you do this everytime we get new food. We haven't eaten since we got to this bitch, I'm hungry."
"I mean, we put him through enough all week, the poor thangs anxious and tied. His birthday is comin' up soon too. Would you wanna be killed befo' yo birthday nigga?"
"..."
"Exactly."
The other vampire rolled his eyes, getting up from the couch to stalk towards the kitchen. "You get on ma fuckin' nerves. I can't even enjoy ma birthday present cuz you a soft lil nigga that gets attached to the food too quickly." The man grumbled.
"Who said that you can't enjoy it?! We can just find anotha' way!"
"We can't feed on him Ty, you remember the last time you tried to do that the nigga die!"
Kentrell sat frozen in place as his listened to the couple argue, heart beating wild as the two bared their fangs at each other, voices growing louder and louder. He didn't know why they wanted him specifically so damn badly, but he wishes that they could choose someone else.
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