Logan remained calm even when the van pulled up next to him. It had followed him for over a block and the stoic man knew it didn't have good intentions. Hopefully, he could get home before anything happens but that doesn't seem to be the case. The van stopped next to him on the sidewalk and Logan felt his heart rate increase. The window rolled down on the passenger side and Logan looked through it to the driver. The driver's hair was slicked back beautifully and the dramatic smile on his face was breathtaking.

"Why you walking in the dark?" The beautiful stranger asked.

"Its why 'are' you walking in the dark?" Logan corrected him despite his better judgment. Stupid Logan don't antagonize the man that's been following you.

"Yes, my mistake." The man smiled. His grin was unsettling to Logan. His strangely pointed teeth stood out more than anything. The man leaned forward and opened the passenger door. "How about you get in and I'll drive you home. You can continue to help me with my grammar."

"No, I do believe walking would be more beneficial," Logan said backing up from the car. "The exercise is good for one's health." The stranger blinked at him confused before sighing.

"Get in the car." he practically growled. His voice left no room for argument and Logan quickly climbed into the van's passenger seat. He sat stiffly when the car started up and drove forward. His hands fidgeted in his lap as he continually looked over at the strange man with sharp teeth. "Listen, man, I'm going, to be honest with you."

"O-okay..." Logan hesitated to respond. The man kept his eyes on the road as he talked.

"I don't want to hurt you but it's the only option I've got." The man said. Logan nodded and drew his eyes to the road to avoid looking at him. He felt the fear building up, he knew he had been kidnapped by this stranger but he really had hoped he wouldn't get hurt. "No one will miss you at least. You don't have a job or a close family. You live alone. I've seen you sit all alone at the library all day without doing anything else. If you honestly think someone would notice and care that you are missing tell me and I'll turn this car around and drive you home Logan but really I have doubts that you'll be able to." The man said. Logan felt his spine shiver at his name and how this man knew so much about him already. He thought for a minute and honestly the stranger was correct. The only person who would possibly notice his disappearance would be the incredibly nice librarian that always makes sure Logan's at least drank once while reading. Logan didn't think he considered Patton as a friend but he thought he could. He opened his mouth to say as much but knew Patton barely count.

"What do you plan on doing to me?" Logan inquiries.

"Ask anything else." The man said solemnly.

"What's your name?" Logan tried instead. His heart rate was so loud he was surprised that the man couldn't hear it. Or maybe he could and just didn't say anything.

"Roman." The newly named Roman responded. Logan nodded again deciding to stop talking for fear of angering Roman. The two sat in silence for another hour as Roman drove through a remote forest. It leads to a surprisingly well-kept house near a beautiful lake. Roman parked the car and got out, he walked over to the other side and opened Logan's door. Logan reluctantly slides out of his seat and let Roman grab his arm and lead him inside to a neat living room. Roman lightly pushed him to a couch where Logan sat fidgeting with his tie. Roman sat in a recliner on the other side of the living room with his head in his hands. "I hate doing this."

"Doing what?" Logan whispered to the man.

"Hurting people. I just want to be normal but it's not possible. I'm too scared to end it all though. To be free of my curse id have to kill myself but I'm too frightened to." Roman said looking up at the nervous man on his couch. Logan just nodded trying to avoid eye contact. This was all feeling to real. A suicidal man with sharp teeth had kidnapped him and was sorry for it, it didn't add up. Roman got up and walked to the couch and sat beside Logan who tried to move but Roman grabbed his wrist to stop him. "This is the part that hurts okay? I'm sorry." Roman mumbled. Logan tried to pull his wrist away from the man. Fear had finally taken over and he was ready to run but the man brought his wrist to his own lips and Logan froze again. That was until Roman bit his wrist and Logan began struggling to get up. The pain was harsh and draining. Logan could only watch as the man began to go drink the blood that welled from his wrist. The sharp teeth finally made sense to the logical man, Roman is a vampire, but that was impossible. Roman pulled away and let go after a few minutes and wiped the blood from his lips. Logan grasped his wrist trying to stop the numbing pain. A few tears rolled down his cheeks from the pain which was an uncommon occurrence for Logan. His head felt dizzy from blood loss and black spots began to cloud his vision. He passed out on the couch and slumped over into Roman's side. Roman lifted the unconscious man and carried him to the spare bedroom. He removed his tie and shoes for comfort and laid him on the bed. When he left he made sure the door was locked. Logan would be well-taken care of but had become the meal for a regretful vampire.