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thehoodsweetheart · 9 days ago

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Blink Twice

A/N: I haven’t written in a very long time so please be gentle with me. I got in the mood to write and thought, why not? Loosely proofread it but barely. Word Count: 2,194 Warnings: Slight Angst (?), Violence, abuse, M*rd*r, Manipulation, death, cursing, use of the N-word Summary: This was vaguely inspired by the Blink Twice movie. Vampire Stack gives you the opportunity to right some wrongs of the past. StackxMaryxBlack Reader (will always be a Black reader. Sorry not Sorry).

Tucked away from the noise of the world, the hidden courtyard came alive under a canopy of palms, their fronds gently swaying like whispers between old friends. The night air was thick with scent of earth, magnolias, and damp leaves, and the faint glimmer of warm lights casted golden halos on the sounding foliage.

In the center lay a narrow, still pool that acted as a mirror of the night sky framed by mossy stone. The water held secrets, quiet and undisturbed, as if waiting for someone brave enough to slip beneath the surface and disappear into another world. Fireflies blinked in the shadows, playing hide and seek between the imported palms and native Cypress trees.

It felt like the place was forgotten or maybe suspended in time. To some of the most vile and unsavory characters it played as a retreat. A haven to the wealthy and powerful. A playground to act out their darkest desires. It was all too familiar to you yet foreign at the same time.

Somewhere behind the trees, the sound of footsteps and a closing door hinted at someone returning to this inferno disguised as paradise. Maybe a ghost of the past. But tonight, this haunted place belonged only to the darkness, and to those who dared to stand still long enough to feel its magic. That’s where you found yourself being slowly drawn back to reality.

“Ain’t you havin’ fun?” Stack cooed into your ear tilting his head to the side, a sinister smirk creeping across his lips. You took a step back with each step he took forward until your back hit the wall of the main house on the property.

He placed his hands on both sides of your head trapping you in place. He towered over your short stature. You turned your head to the side taking a moment to settle in your environment. You lifted to your tippy toes swaying a bit. Screams, laughs, and sobs echoed throughout the corridors of the compound. The air was thick with humidity and fear. You could smell the adrenaline oozed from the pores of your ‘guests’ as they ran by. Your heightened senses made you feel intoxicated with the rush of it all.

“O-Of—“ you were cut off. “Of course our doll is having fun!” Mary interjected as she slipped her pale arms around you and Stack’s waists, a wide smile exposing her fangs blood teasing at the corner of her mouth. You offered a closed lipped smile looking between the both of them.

The white maxi dress that adorned her body matched yours though complimented your frames in different ways. The airy fabric flowed down her petite shape seamlessly. While on you the plunging neckline released your cleavage to spill out as the mesh clung and poured over your curves.

“Why wouldn’t I be? Huh Stack?” You sassed with a raised eyebrow.

”Just checkin” His smile deepened displaying his dimples. You took a moment to drink in his appearance. His complexion is warm like whiskey. His white button up was now stained with blood along the collar, exposing his muscular build ever so slightly. The glint of his gold capped fangs gave his smile an edge.

”Cause I ain’t see you participating in the hunt.” He continued. His index finger traced your jawline then he gently lifted your chin. “Everybody s’pose to take part.” His lips were barely an inch above yours.

“I had to take a moment. This…being here feels different…” The moment you stepped out of the lining of trees, it was like you were being hit with flashes of the past. Moments you vaguely remembered, moments you pushed away, even some you questioned if it truly happened. It made your head spin. You didn’t even know how long you’d been standing idly looking at your surroundings. One thing that rang true is today’s prey deserved to be hunted.

Ever since you turned, you’ve enjoyed hunting parties with your two partners. The chase, the primal hunger, the burning desire to consume and be consumed. It lit a fire in your chest that pulsed through your veins. Every time they touched you it offered a lingering burning sensation on your flesh. You didn’t remember how you got here with them. How you got caught up so deep in their web. Maybe you did remember, but it was easier not to think about it.

He placed a reassuring kiss on your forehead. “I got just the thing that’ll get ya mind right baby love.”

Stack’s lips found yours. Soft at first. Tentative, like the first notes of a favorite song rediscovered. But it deepened quickly, heat blooming between you like a spark catching a dry kindling. Your tongues fought each other for dominance. His hand slid behind your neck, your fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt. The kiss was tender, yet hungry. It was a fusion of restraint and raw need. He pulled away, gaining a frustrated groan out of you.

“Follow me.” He grabbed your hand swaggering towards the door he’d appeared from earlier. You complied, taking cautious steps behind him. Mary trailing closely behind.

Time froze.

Essence laid unconscious on the tile floor of a room that acted as an office once. You two bore a striking resemblance but she was 11 months your junior. She was taller and leaner. She wore a matching white two piece set. Her hands and feet are bound by white ropes. There was a gash on the left eyebrow leaving a trail of blood trickling down her face, some beginning to dry and cake at the corner of her eye. The cropped top exposed a few bruised forming and surface level cuts along her torso.

Your mouth went dry as breathing hitched. It had been 3 years since you had seen her and probably 7 years since you’d actually “talked”. It was complicated. You made sure she went off to college before you left. You promised that much but you couldn’t stay. So you watched her cross the stage of LSU from a far. Without you in NOLA, she didn’t have a home. She didn’t feel safe. Essence made sure you knew that too. Katrina took y’all parents and the city’s gun violence and drugs took whatever remaining family there was. Katrina also took her voice. Essence became a mute.

Being adopted after Katrina was no fairytale either. The best part was the old white couple took both of you in were rich. The Boudreaux’s. Having y’all two was a political game for them and filled a space for their sick desires. Why would an old ass white couple want two little black kids they didn’t know anyway? They only added to your distrust of white people. It’s a wonder you ever let Mary into your life. Maybe it was a Freudian slip. Mary reminded you of your late passé blanc Creole mother. She didn’t look like her based on your faint memories but it was something. Thank heavens to your father that you didn’t bear the burden of her racial ambiguity though. You appreciated your honey complexion and every coil on your head.

You and your sister endured more scary stories than you’d care to admit or remember. Most of your life, you served as her protector. Offering yourself as the sacrifice just so harm couldn’t come her way. Taking on her fights. Smiling and acting confident even when you were terrified. Until you didn’t. Now here you were looking like a whole different boogie man. Proof that those childhood scary stories y’all heard in the French Quarter was a lot more fact than fiction. A vampire.

“Why would you bring her here?!” You asked in a hushed tone. “Untie her.”

“Now is that how you show a nigga gratitude?”

“Gratitude? Gratitude for what?” You snapped.

“You miss her. I know you do” Stack tapped his temple with his index finger in reference to the hive mind. “She all the family you got outside of us.” He pointed to Mary and himself stepping over your sister’s motionless body.

“This ain’t no life for her.” You shook your head.

“No life? We can do whatever the fuck we want…fa’eva. Why won’t you give that to your sis? No vision.” He crouched down cradling her face in his hands. “A pretty lil thang too. She ain’t you though. You know you my favorite.”

As if on queue, you and Mary scoffed in unison. Mary rutted in jealousy. You knew Stack was full of shit. He had a whole harem of vampire bitches. He may have shown you a considerable amount of favoritism but you know he said it because it sounded good.

“I’ll never forgive you.” You gritted through your teeth. Stack shot you a stern look.

”There is no forgiveness. There’s just forgettin.” With that he stood tall. Somehow you felt like that wasn’t exactly directed at you but it applied. You chewed at your bottom lip.

”I think you’ll come around to it.” The once quiet Mary stated then pecked your cheek. “Think of it as another way to keep her safe.” She offered as her hand fell to the small of your back.

You cut your eyes at her moving away from her as you knelt down. The room was dimly lit, only illuminated by the dozens of white candles that lined the office. Your fingers traced over the ropes on your sister’s ankles until you found the knot. You frantically pulled at it only to see the ropes tighten. Your sister groaned, stirring a bit but not opening her eyes. You were never particularly good with ropes and knots. As much as you tried to shield her from the Boudreauxs’ evil ways, it didn’t stop it from reaching her.

“If you need me to save you, blink twice.”

”Did you do this?” Your voice was just above a whisper. Your eyes burned as your vision blurred with tears threatening to fall. You could feel your chest tighten. You began counting backwards from ten in your mind as you awaited an answer.

”Nawl gul! But we killed them muh’fuckas that did! It took a bit of convincing for ‘em to let us in. I seen just how deep they got a thing for pretty young guls.” Mary rambled. “We don’t take too kindly to that type.”

“Call it a birthday gift doll. I got them crackas that took y’all in— in the back tied up too.” He gestured towards the door. “Saved ‘em for y’all.”

You laughed in disbelief. Of course he did. They did. You watched him instruct his hive to hunt your adoptive parents’ friends and staff. That’s when it clicked for you. This wasn’t Stack trying to be cruel. He probably didn’t mean to trigger your childhood trauma. No. This was him trying to offer you what he didn’t have. Plenty of nights he shared stories of his times with his twin brother Smoke, the story of the night he turned, and the abuse they endured at the hands of their father. Moments you would spend with your bodies tangled into each other, his head on your chest or yours his, and he’d confess it all.

“Elias…baby…you really shouldn’t have.” You hastily wiped your tears away.

“This is what I meant when I said I’d scorch the earth fa ya.”

”They gave her some strong shit. I know you feel how weak she is. Turning her might be the only way…and y’all could finish this together.” Mary offered.

Sure you’ve changed people before. The act wasn’t hard at all. You just wanted more for your sister. She deserved to find love, a career, have a family, and grow old. Her disability took a lot from her but she at least deserved that. You weren't going to let her death be at the hands of the Boudreauxs.

You grabbed her hands still bound at the wrist. You drew her arms up to you quickly biting into her forearm. Mary was right. Whatever drugs she had in her system could put down a crocodile. You choked on the bitter metallic taste of her blood. Releasing her arm, you sat and waited for the transition to happen. The otherwise chatty Stack didn’t even utter a word.

Essence looked at you with wide reflective eyes. Her eyes filled with tears as her chest heaved and she took in the sight of you. Fangs exposed. Blood dripped down your chin. Your ears felt hot. Turning Essence gave you everything needed to know. Everything you missed over the years. Everything that happened to her tonight leading to this moment. The Boudreauxs’ begged her come here just to torture her.

You were pissed.

”I’m sorry.” You whispered. She looked around at Mary and Stack confused. You grabbed her face making her look at you. “I need you to know this was the only way to save you.”

Essence frowned her lips forming a tight line.

”I’m gonna kill ‘em. Blink twice if you gone join me.”

She slowly blinked twice.

You moved swiftly, grabbing the knife from Stack’s waist and cutting your sister free.

“Where are they?”

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