[M/N] smiled a He was dropped off, he waved at Trent who began driving away. Once the truck was gone, he began walking towards the home. The lights were off and no movement but the wind hitting his face, he climbed up them and pushed the door, open. He enters and the lights turn on, he winced a bit at the new light and saw Maria standing in the kitchen, she was wrapped in a robe and her Pikachu shirt poking out from it. Her hair was messy and her face clean from make-up. "You're back."

"Yeah, I am." [M/N] responded as he closed the door behind him. He began making his way up but stopped when Maria coughs into her fist and he peered down at her from the stairs. "Yes?"

"It would be nice to let me know where you went or going," Maria said as she placed her hands on her hips. " I was worried."

"It would be nice to have my phone back, maybe then I can count on you or bother to let you know." [M/N] responds, a bit blunt for himself but if she was worried, she could've gone out and looked for him. " I'm tired."

"[M/N]! I know everything is different but I don't want any more trouble with you and your friends. I know everything is hard but this is for the best-"

"Best for who? For me? I'm miserable, I'm unhappy and depressed. I get beaten when I help, I get no money, and unable to pay for lunch. I can't reach my funds because of that bitch! Maria, you are to look out for me, but all I'm here is...is like I'm back in the Church. Being told when to eat, when to sleep, god...I rather be Dracula's little fuck toy than staying here anymore." [M/N] ranted as he tugged at the ends of his hair. Staying here, it was supposed to be his home, now it felt like a jail. Like he didn't belong here anymore.

"Young man! Do not say that, Dracula was a cruel man who took advantage of you and kept you away from us. Your friends and family!" Maria said as she took a few steps to the stairs, staring at him. " We missed you!"

" He may have taken advantage of me but at least he fed me, he gave me a choice of clothes and didn't beat me when I did something wrong." [M/N] responded as he glared at her. The pressure of her not helping him with Opal, because she was just as scared. He was losing sleep going on trips around town and taking care of the paranormal all by himself, not eating because Opal allows him to eat on her terms, tired of not getting sleep, and now his friends thinking he's some whore. " At least he cared for me, even if I was some spoiled pet."

" I care for you!" Maria shouted finally and grips the robe a bit. "You're just an-"

"I'm angry, I'm tired and hungry! All of it is your fault for not standing up for me! I hate you!" [M/N] gasped a bit, as Maria covered her mouth a bit, he didn't mean it but all the feelings were just swirling and it came to that. "G-Goodnight!" [M/N] moved up the stairs, dashing to his room and slamming the door.

I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it

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[M/N] didn't see Maria much after that, she would come home with bags of food, but that would last for the day then the next. Opal had her handle communications from the Church but, she seemed to stay longer. 

Did [M/N] felt like a dick? Yes. 

Was he going to apologize? Maybe.

Now, he didn't need to think of it as he sat in the chair patiently, tapping his fingers on the counter as he waited. He decided to get a part-time job, it had been years since he acted for one but with a little spruce of his application, he handed it in to the first place that was looking. 

Village Inn

He waited at one of the tables and, playing with the ringtones in his. Humming a bit as he stared at the screen, but then the bell of the door rings. He peeked up to see a group and sighs that it was the weird group outside of school. He minded his own business as they shuffled past him towards a booth. 

"Alright, here's the uniform, and your first customers are here." Judy, the head waitress said as she placed the uniform in front of [M/N]. " Welcome to the Village Inn team, kid." She said as she walked away when another rung from the doors came. [M/N] stared at the uniform, and blinked. He was literally hired on spot, cool. He walked into the bathroom, and changed, well, put the shirt over his and pulled the apron on. The phone back into his pocket, he grabbed one of the unused paper notebooks and pink pen that was left.

"Welcome to Village Inn, how can I help you-"

"Oh, the poser works here, how greeeeaaattt." Pete's voice drags out the word as [M/N] looked to them, mostly him with annoyance growing but pressed it down. 

"I didn't know this was a hang out for you posers, how cool." [M/N] replied as he rolled his eyes a bit, " What do you want?"

"Your blood in my coffee." The freshmen answered and [M/N] rolled his eyes a bit. "I want to taste your wolf soul, judging it but the essence or your being."

"So coffee? Black, decaf or?" [M/N] asked as he pressed the pen and stared at them.

"Just bring us four black coffees, no sugar or cream, or whatever Chad's and Karen's drink." The girl one said as she lights up her cigarette, taking a deep inhale, blowing it. [M/N] writes it down before walking towards the counter, there was a new pot brewing, and walked back towards the table. He poured the coffee in the pale beige cups and noticed that the one with red dye staring at him.

"If you want a picture, just ask." 

"We saw what you did the other night, pretty badass, even for a werewolf conformist." Pete said as he takes a sip of the coffee. [M/N] hummed, but panicked within, of course, someone else sees me. Now, Opal is either A, beat me; B, take my money and god forbid spend it on church things or send me to gay cam-

"Pretty badass? It was pretty sweet, for a second I thought he was gonna lose to those dick suckers. When you blew that lady's head off? A work of art." Micheal said as he drinks his coffee and Henrietta rolled her eyes. 

" Werewolves aren't as badass as Demons, but they are pretty fucking better than Vampires." She said, taking another drag of her cigarette and blows smoke into [M/N]'s face, making his nose twitched. "Too bad you hang out with all the assholes and whores in school. You would've made a good goth boy."

"Didn't you hear? He's already a tainted soul of them," The tiny one of the group said as he placed his mug down a tad roughly."The whore who screwed Butters."

"Ah, right, all the conformists are still talking about it. I mean, I think everyone screwed Butters. Kenny, probably and Stan, plus Butters probably seduced him." Pete said as he pushed his hair back. "That fucker can get down and dirty when he wants to, wouldn't even put it past him."

"Okay, Okay, even if...well..anyway, he's still my friend." [M/N] said as he poured some more coffee into the small one's mug. 

"More like your fuck buddies," Micheal spat a bit, looking at the male with a sniff. " Everyone knows you slept with Kenny, and gave Stan a blow job, and how they all want you. They aren't your friends at this point, they're your fuck buddies." [M/N]'s hand clenched on the coffee handle, knowing he was right but didn't like it brought up in the open. "It's like some sort of fucking..dependent relationship you have with them. They want you, and you need them."

"You better watch your fucking mouth."

"Or what? Have them come here and fuck me up?" Micheal spat and ignored the nudging of Pete. "What are you exactly gonna do to me, fucking dog? Spill coffee on me?"

"Why are you such a dick? What have I done to you?"  [M/N] asked as he stared at the goth, and clenched his teeth, almost flinching when he tasted blood. He rolled his tongue against his tooth and felt the fang there, he glanced to his arms to see hair rise up slowly. He inhales through the nose and exhales through his mouth, trying to calm down.

"I just find it weird how you two co-exist, some regular dicks and a creature from hell." Micheal said as he placed his chin on his hand, his bored hazel eyes staring at [M/N]. " Is it purely sexual or just playing with your food?"

CRACK

" Oh fuck." Henrietta mutters as [M/N] ignored the stinging pain coming from his hand, and leg. Hot coffee spilling down more and takes a deep breath. Great, broken the coffee pot on my first day of work.

"I do not, will not, eat humans." [M/N] said calmly, as his anger was getting to him, making his eyes flash golden for a moment at them. " Excuse me, I need to mop this shit up."

[M/N] ducks his hand to the back where it said janitor's closet and takes a deep breath, ignoring the smell of the cleaning products, blinking his eyes a few times. Eating people was the last thing on his mind, that was one move away from losing himself to insanity. That was the one drug that would forever change him or any Werewolf, one bite of human flesh, and you'll never be the same.

Yes, at times, he would threaten to bite someone or break their neck with his teeth but he would never do that.

Even when people like Micheal, made him want to bite down and never let go. What was his deal anyway?