Marshall pov
Are you serious!?!? Did he just call me a pig??? I grabbed him and swiftly flew past the crowd into the the woods. I stopped and dropped him onto the moist cold ground.
"Who in the hell... Do you think you are to call me a pig infront of all of my friends!?!"
I watched him grow pale, knowing that he watched my face slowly form into some demonic creature, my eyes soon turning crimson red from how furious I was.
"I-I'm sorry Marshall... I didn't mean to, it slipped out."
I slammed a tree, cutting a big chunk off but before I had any time to take my anger out on bubblegum I noticed 3 big figures a couple feet away.
"Hey, is that Marshall!?!"
One of the figures said, with his deep intimidating voice.
"Crap. I owe money to those guys!"
Bubba looked up at me confused and before he could react, I grabbed him and flew back into my house. I locked myself in my room. Luckily no one was there, and i hid in my large closet, holding bubba tightly in my arms and in between my legs, his back close against to my chest. He inhaled deeply and panicked.
"Marshall! I can't breath!" He whispered.
"Shutup pinky!"
We had been sitting there for what felt like hours but were probably just a couple of minutes and the whole time, I couldn't help but stare at his perfect, smooth neck. I sighed and couldn't take it much longer. I was craving his sweet blood! I covered his mouth and felt his body tense up when my sharp teeth began to penetrate his neck.