Watch as he slumped to the ground Kenny nodded, it was nothing personal at all. There was no ill will nor was there murderous intent. The boy would crumple up underneath the tree, a sad sight, one that tugged at the vampyre’s heart strings. Just looking at how defenseless red was rendered made him regret his decision to attack. There was no reason to fight him, there was no reason to punch him, it felt like the right thing to do but for some reason, a reason that couldn’t quite be comprehended by the likes of a broken man, there were hints of guilt but that couldn’t have been it could it. He would perform the same ritual mother did, he leaned the nameless child against the tree exposed his neck. Shame, this was just a young man on his own with his entire life ahead of him. Could he really do this? There was no risk to his form but if he made a mistake or slipped up in the slightest he could accidentally killed him. Then again would it even be an accident?
With alcohol in hand he dampened a cotton swab from his pocket and rubbed down the sleeping other’s neck. “Just like she did it…” he leaned in closing his eyes, there was so much heat between them… Why was it getting hotter? This made no sense, he shouldn’t have been getting nervous! Sweat seeped down his forehead as he opened his maw and clamped down on his neck with no hesitation. This was it. With his fangs piercing the tender flesh of his victim Kenny began to feed the best he could, blood was seeping out of the wounds and into Omega’s mouth. There was a lot, it felt like a lot, but once he finished and reeled back he wiped his mouth and spat on the grass next to them.
He would take care of this one, it was the least he could do. With a cotton swab he rubbed down his neck cleaning up the excess spit and blood around the holes. After cleaning he applied a bandage. They were both a little dirty, Kenny’s black suit had tinges of blood on it anyway.
After patching him up Kenny realized what he had done. “No… No, no, no…” he fell back as he backed away. “No, how could I? I’m so sorry…” shaking fingers touched his lips looking for mess, it was there. He looked down at his fingertips, blood was there, not his own but his victims. He stared at them not expecting an answer, his eyes were welling with tears. How could he have thrown away his morality like this? This was another person and he just… He just attacked them like they were nothing, an animal, live stock.
Gripping the sides of his head he would stare wide eyed at them, he was feeling guilty for his crime and rightfully so. “You should have ran…” he mumbled under his breath, “You should have just left! That’s what everyone does to me anyway! They always just leave me!” no, it wasn’t guilt, It was rage latent rage being pent up and held down for too long now.
“Now look at you! You’re sitting here probably fucking dead because you wouldn’t leave.” he barked down at him, “Why do people waste their time with me huh? Why? I always just hurt everyone who gives me a goddamn chance!” he stood up now, hunched over as he barked with clenched fist, he got back on his knees and stared at the motionless cattle. His eyebrows furrowed as he glared daggers at them rage in his eyes, “I pushed away the only ever person to ever love me for me, because I was so fucking selfish! I wanted to change for you, loved you, but I just wasn’t enough for you was I? I wasn’t what you saw me as, what you wanted me to be. Was I just a free ride? Is that why you got bored of me?” he asked as he leaned in with curious eyes and twisted grin, “Well? Is that it? Were you bored of me? Well it’s okay that you’re gone! It’s okay, because I will rebuild myself and I won’t let myself be distracted by you anymore!” he chuckled as he crawled up to Sage with a eerie smile, “You will never be a footnote in my story because I did love you! I wanted the best for you! I would have killed for you! I committed crimes for you and then you leave me without a goodbye?! Are you serious?!” he punched the ground, “Why did you leave me though? Was it the dog? I could have taken care of him. Our last night together was so magical b-but you left me.”
He was talking so damn much, his crime combined with his emotions seemed to finally boil the pot of his mind over and now the stove was burning, “Don’t worry though, like I said I will rebuild Kenny Omega, I’ll redesign Kenny Omega, and I will make my claim as one of the strongest Fiore has to offer without you Alyssa!” Kenny caught himself, was he yelling at them? Was his mind really going? He felt… Relief from all of the yelling, though the person getting yelled at didn’t deserve this ire.
“Forgive me... “ he laughed to himself, “Just had a bit of… Therapeutic yelling.” he crawled next to them and continued to laugh, “Hey wake up will ya?” he took Sage’s right hand gripping his index finger in his right and left hand and snapped it like a twig. That should wake them up, just a broken finger.