The One With The Truth
Pairing: Simon Lewis x Reader
Summary: Heidi makes Simon feed on you, his human ex-girlfriend, and now he has to tell you the dark truth about himself.
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“What the hell is a bleeder den?”
“Shut up, Mundane,” Heidi snaps at you, her pocket knife still resting against your throat as she faces Simon, “You look thirsty, Simon,” she says observantly.
Simon’s eyes were pinned to you as you sit still at the opposite end of the dining table.
You’d sat through Heidi telling you he was a vampire and how he’d turned her, and yet, there was no change in your expression. You weren’t looking at him like the bloodthirsty monster he was.
“I bet you’ve been dying to taste her,” Heidi growls, looking down at you with hunger in her eyes, “See, even though Simon broke up with you once he turned but he never stopped loving you,” she says in annoyance, “I bet even when he sleeps he dreams of feeding on you. Isn’t that right, Simon?”
Simon tenses, turning away from you. Of course he’d wanted to feed on you, it was the reason he’d broken up with you to begin with. You were the girl he loved and he couldn’t hurt you. He wouldn’t let himself.
Heidi presses her blade into your neck and draws a small line, letting blood trickle from your neck to your collar bone.
Simon growls, “Stop,” he says, as though he’s in pain, “If you hurt her-“
“You’ll what?” Heidi cackles, “We both know you won’t kill me.”
“I will if I have to,” he says lowly, rising from his seat and throwing her against the wall in a blink.
You weren’t tied up but you couldn’t move as you watched them – each moving at super human speed, as though each blow didn’t even hurt.
When you finally rise from your seat, you feel Heidi being thrown against you. You both hit the wall and sink to the floor. She’s the first to rise, this time with a cruel grin on her face as she studies you.
And you knew why.
You could feel the blood dripping from your forehead and your nose – the tiny cut on your neck seemed insignificant now.
Heidi steps out from the middle of you and Simon, letting him inch closer.
“Run,” he tells you, trying to restrain himself.
You get up but Heidi grabs you by your shoulders and throws you into Simon, whose arms snake around you within seconds.
His bite hurt, but the rest didn’t. Even as he drained your body. Even as you began to fall limp in his arms… you couldn’t feel a thing.
Just as your eyes begin to close, you feel his arms let go of you. You look up at a dark haired girl who rests you on the floor, hovering over you with a concerned look, “We have to get her to a hospital. She’s barely breathing.”
“Isabelle,” Simon says, shaking his head in disbelief at himself; disgust.
From behind her, you could see him staring at you, reeling in terror with tear filled eyes.
“Simon,” you croak.
“I’ll get her out of here,” Isabelle tells him, “Jordan will get you to the hospital. It’ll give you some time to calm down.”
You’d ended up in the emergency room a few times – accidents of your own making – but when you wake up this time, you’re in a separate room, far away from the noise of the ER.
Simon shoots up as soon as he notices your eyelashes flutter slightly.
“Hey,” he says softly, resting a hand over yours.
Just one look at his face told you he’d been crying for as long as you’d been passed out. His eyes were bloodshot and puffy as he looked down at you.
“I’m okay,” you tell him. It only took you a second to remember what he’d done – to feel that… fear. But the warmth of his hand on yours was too familiar to pull away from. Even as you looked at him, you couldn’t see the vampire that had fed on you, only the boy you’d loved for years.
“You must hate me,” he croaks.
“No,” you say, shaking your head, “Simon, no… y- you-“
You didn’t know what you could say to make him feel better considering you knew nothing about his circumstances.
“How did this happen?”
“I died,” he states with a frown, “I came back to life as a vampire and now I – I need blood to survive,” he mumbles in disgust.
“Y-you died?!” you repeat, tears welling up in your own eyes, “T-this is why you broke up with me?”
“I couldn’t risk feeding on you,” he tells you, “And once I became a Daylighter-“ he pauses, “Once I acquired the ability to walk in the sun, I knew coming to check up on you would put you in danger. Too many people wanted to know how I’d become what I am and they would’ve used you to get it out of me.”
“Wait, you used to check up on me?” you ask him.
“Every day after we broke up,” he tells you, “I was all alone. You were all I could hold on to.”
You nod slowly, letting it all soak in.
“If you’re angry-“
“I’m not,” you promise him, “Simon, you died,” you sigh, “And I couldn’t even be there for you. T-this thing that you are… it’s not your fault. I’m not mad, I understand, okay? I could never hate you.”
You weren’t sure you did understand entirely but one thing was for sure: you couldn’t let Simon go again.
Simon slumps in relief, a small smile on his lips as he brushes hair away from your face, “I love you. God, I love you,” he tells you, “But being with me will put you in danger.”
“I don’t care,” you mutter, reaching up to rest a hand on his cheek, “I can’t lose you.”
You wince slightly and Simon guides your hand back down to your side.
“Don’t go,” you plead.
“I’m not going anywhere. I’m going to be right here with you,” he promises, reaching down and pressing a kiss to your forehead.
When you gasp, he pulls away quickly, staring at you wide eyed.
“What?! Did I hurt you?”
“N-no,” you sigh, half laughing, “I just thought that thing on your forehead would blow me away like it did that girl.”
“That only when people try to attack me,” he explains, sighing in relief, “Not just any physical contact.”
“Oh, good,” you mumble, tugging him back to your lips.