Imagine breaking your leg and dealing with the repercussions.
Word Count: 862
A/n: Hello! I write mainly on Wattpad (under the same username), but I’ve decided to move most of my imagines here! I am still quite new to tumblr so please forgive any mistakes. Enjoy! (also, the gif isn’t mine, credit to the rightful owner)
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Currently laying in a hospital bed, you can't stop staring out the window which is located right next to your bed.
Chewing on your lip, you run over the events of the day.
It all went well until a few hours ago when you tripped going down a large flight of stairs. That was where your day took a literal turn for the worse.
Because, of course you couldn't make it out unharmed. No, you just had to break your leg.
Tears start to form in your eyes as you recall the horrifying and painful feeling of your bone snapping clean in half.
That was awful.
And now you're worrying about what your boyfriends will think of it all.
As it is, they dislike the fact that you haven't turned in a vampire yet and this will just be icing on the cake.
Sighing deeply, you watch the sun start to set, knowing that the boys will find you even in the hospital.
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"Where'd Y/n go?" Marko is the first to question her disappearance as he pets one of his birds.
No one answers, simply because they don't have a clue.
David stands from his wheelchair, "Let's go find out."
Paul whoops and shouts, racing towards the exit with a lively Dwayne right behind him.
The four vampires start their bikes up and race towards the city, grinning all the way.
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It's been fifteen minutes since the sun left the world in darkness, and yet here they are, flying in front of the hospital window with growing concern.
Why is she in the hospital?
That is the only question on their minds as they look in through the window.
Inside, you smile in relief as you notice them, motioning for them to enter. Luckily the window is unlocked and they have no trouble opening it.
"Baby, what happened?" Paul is the first to speak, his usual relaxed expression displaying worry.
They all await an explanation as you start to tear up again.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-"
"Hey, it's okay," Dwayne sits on the side of the bed, grabbing your hand, "Just tell us what happened."
You inhale a few calming breaths before flipping the blanket off your leg which now resides in a bright white cast.
"I broke my leg," you say.
Four pairs of eyes are glued to your leg as your tears dry up.
"How?" Is David's question.
"Uh, I sorta fell down the stair last at work," you admit. "It's kinda funny if you think about it."
Marko shares a glance with Paul before smirking, "It is pretty funny. I keep telling you you're a klutz."
You stick out your tongue at him, laughing along with the blond vampires.
Dwayne finally cracks a smile, "I'm glad you're okay."
"When can you leave?" David asks as he lights a cigarette.
"The doctors said right away, but I can't walk for awhile," you glare at your leg. "At least I'm hopped up on pain meds though."
Dwayne presses his forehead against yours, "I'm sorry we weren't there for you."
"Hey, it's not your fault. If anything it's my fault for being clumsy," you chuckle and wrap your arms around him. "You're here now anyways."
Paul and Marko, not ones to be left out, join the hug, careful of your injury.
"This is why you should turn already," David mentions, puffing out smoke.
You roll your eyes, "I told you, next year. Just have patience, 'kay?"
He huffs and turns away, "Let's go."
Dwayne hooks his arms around you, carrying you bridal style as they all begin to fly away.
Back at the cave, the Marko and Paul scurry around, making you a nest of pillows and blankets that the dark haired vampire sets you upon.
Muttering a thanks, you cling to Paul's leg as he walks by. He smirks down at you, "Yeah, babe?"
"Cuddles?" You ask, pouting pointedly.
He grins, instantly lying beside you and cocooning you in his arms, "Of course."
After a few moments of peace, Dwayne plays your favourite music and comes to lay beside you as well, holding your hand in his.
A soft scratching noise comes from your cast, making you look towards it.
Smiling sheepishly, Marko holds up a marker, "Can I?"
"Knock yourself out," you smile.
He grins and gets to work drawing on your cast.
"Hey, I wanna sign it too! Leave some room!"
You laugh at their antics, Paul playfully kicking Marko away before it turns into a wrestling match.
With the spot beside you now opened up, David takes it, gazing at you intensely.
"I can't wait until you turn, Y/n. I don't want you to get hurt ever again."
Your heartbeat quickens, "Aw, David. You're worried about me?"
"Course not."
"Ha, big mean David is worried," you tease him.
He scowls, about to walk away again until you grab ahold of him, "Don't worry, I'll turn soon enough."
Honestly, you may turn sooner than you planned because the truth is you're scared. What if something worse happened before you were immortal?
Snuggling up to your boys, you let the worries go, eyes closing with contentment.
Imagine being a skin-walker and protecting the boys.
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You were dozing peacefully by the entrance to the boy's sleeping area when they arrived.
Michael, Sam, Edgar, and Allan.
Edgar and Allan enter first, making comments on the newly proclaimed 'Vampire Hotel' with wide eyes. Stakes in their hands, they seem ready for a fight.
In canine form, you observe them, gauging the threat they pose. The two comic shop workers dash up to the bed where Star lies asleep.
"Let's get her!"
Michael stumbles in with Sam, "No! Don't you touch her!"
"Fine, jeez, vampires have rotten tempers," Edgar quips before running to investigate the rest of the cave.
No one notices you.
Michael takes Laddie out of the cave and then comes back for Star.
By this time, you stand to your feet and let out a low growl. The younger boys look at you in fear and curse.
"Hellhound!" Sam shrieks as the Frog brothers grip their weapons tighter.
You growl again. Hellhound? Really? You're not some lowly hellhound, you are so much more.
"Stay back," Michael demands.
Flattening your ears, you bare your teeth in defiance. There's no way you'll take orders from the half-vampire who betrayed his newfound family.
You take a threatening step towards them. Allan throws a stake at you like a javelin but you sidestep it with ease.
They curse.
Internally chuckling, you bark sharply at them, making them squeal in fright.
You've seen these boys around when you walk by their shop on on the boardwalk. They act all tough, but they're just children.
Michael is about to make a move, but before he can, you transform in front of their eyes.
Bones pop and crackle as your body rearranges into the form of a woman.
Flabbergasted, the boys stare at you in shock. The younger three are in more shock, seeing as you are completely naked. This is their first time seeing a naked woman in real life.
"Holy-" Sam yells before Michael slams his hand over his younger brother's eyes. "Hey! Mike!"
You chuckle at Edgar and Allan's heated faces as they try to keep their eyes from wandering. Michael seems to be doing a better job than them and Sam finally wrenches from his brother's grasp.
"Hello," you say in a singsong manner, crossing your arms.
"Werewolf!" Sam exclaims.
You shake your head, "No, not a werewolf. I'm a skin-walker."
They stare at you blankly.
Laughing, you step towards them. They step back as you do so.
"Not very educated on your supernatural species, I see."
"Stay back," Michael demands again.
You roll your eyes, "Mikey, I don't think you're in any position to order me around."
"Last I checked, we have all the weapons," Edgar remarks in his gruff voice.
You sneer, "Those weapons don't work on me, boy."
They share a frightened look.
"I'm feeling generous today," you drawl, "So, I'll make you a deal."
"Deal?" Michael echoes sarcastically.
"Yes. Take Laddie, take Star, but leave my boys alone."
You never liked Star anyways: her priorities were never in line with the coven's and she would pick Michael over them anytime. Laddie was fine, but Star wouldn't leave without him and Laddie would never leave Star.
"We need to kill the head vampire to change back," Michael states.
"Yeah," Sam adds. "I can't live with a blood-sucking brother the rest of my life!"
A sly smile forms on your lips, "Kill the head then."
"You just said we couldn't hurt 'your' boys," Edgar accuses.
"Yes, I did."
They look confused.
Another sharp laugh from your mouth, "You probably think David is the head, don't you? Oh, how misguided you sweet little things are."
Edgar and Allan bristle at being called sweet and little.
"I'll make a pact with you: you leave my boys alone, and I'll tell you who the head vampire is."
"How can we trust you?"
You flash your teeth at the youngest Emerson child, "Look at it this way, I could just kill you all here and now."
His face pales and Michael growls at the threat.
"Make the deal, and you walk out of here. Stay, and the boys get an unexpected feast. By the way, a howl from me will have my boys awake in a second. And, they don't take well to intruders."
"They can't come out here, it's light out," Sam points out.
"I know that, but man do they love a show. Especially the bloody ones," again, you flash them your pearly whites. "You have five seconds. One, two, three-"
"Fine!" Michael yells out.
You smile, "Good."
Walking to the coffee table, you grab some paper and a small knife.
"What's that for?"
"Our pact. It isn't binding unless it's written in blood," you grin at their horrified expressions. "Relax. Just a pinprick of blood from both parties and the deal is done."
You stab your finger and smear the blood on the paper before handing it to Michael. He takes it hesitantly and follows your example.
As he finishes, you smile.
"His name is Max. He owns a video store by the boardwalk. I believe he has grown quite close to your mother."
"Liar!"
You snarl at the insult, fixing a cold stare upon Sam, "I do not lie."
"We tested him and he's normal!"
"He has ways of deceiving people. Trust me," you glance at the cave entrance to see it darkening. "Leave now. And, I don't want to see you around here ever again."
They share a look and depart quickly.
Not even a 'thank you'.
You sigh and settle down on your blanket. You're gonna have a lot of explaining to do when the boys wake up.
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A low cat call wakes you from the bliss of sleep. You open your eyes to see Paul smirking down at you.
"Heya, babe," he grins.
You grumble, realizing that you forgot to change form before falling asleep.
"I have news for you boys," you say before snatching a shirt from Dwayne's hands. He looks at you with a smile, as if he knew you'd do that. You're always stealing his large, warm shirts.
"Someone," you say, referring to yourself, "Has been busy all day while you were safely tucked away in the darkness of sleep."
"What'd you do?" Marko asks, tilting his head adorably.
David makes his way over so that the boys stand in front of you.
You relay the story back to them, finishing with, "You're welcome for saving your asses."
David doesn't look too pleased, "You snitched on Max?"
His growl would have terrified lesser beings, but it does not affect you, although you feel sad that he is upset.
"It was him or you. Face it, you've never liked him anyways," you reason.
Quick as a flash, he presses his hand around your throat, claws out. The other boys hardly dare to breathe as they observe.
"Da-"
"Quiet!"
You stare down the temperamental vampire, your own rage growing by the minute.
"I protected you, David. They would have killed you. I saw it in their hearts." Your voice is as cold as the stone surrounding you.
He hesitates, his grip relaxing.
"What about Star and Laddie? Why didn't you protect them?!"
"They were weaknesses. Star betrayed you and Laddie would do anything for her. They're not dead: Michael wouldn't let the Frogs or his brother hurt them." You pause, smiling a bit, "We all know they would haven't have made good additions anyways."
With that, David releases you, shoving you back. You are pushed into Paul and Marko's arms as David storms off.
"A simply 'thank you' would be nice!" You call after him. He ignores you.
You shrug, "Well, boys, looks like Dav's in a mood."
Paul laughs, "Yeah."
"Thanks, sweets," Dwayne says, pulling you into his arms and kissing the top of your head.
Marko echoes the sentiment.
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David doesn't stay mad at you for long. He even apologizes and gives you a gift to make up for it.
The gift being a leather choker with silver spikes all around it. Needless to say, you love it.
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#lana del rey
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