i do not MCR. This is all fiction. Enjoy.

"Shit." I whisper as I walk into the gloomy, abandoned, factory. My friends had told me that, if I didn't win the "courage"

game, I had to go in here because I was a "Pussy." The factory floor creaked under my flat, bottom, Adidas skateboarder shoes. I cringed as

I heard a small tap, from behind me. I hold a flashlight close to my chest.

I shiver as a breeze rolls past, screaming at me to leave. I obviously, declined it's offer. I accidentally kick...uh,something.

It made a very, fucking loud clanging noise. I cover my ears and curse myself. Then I froze, I thought I just saw eyes. Red glowing eyes.

But, when I blinked, they were gone. I suppose my mind is tricking me. I flick my black, shoulder length hair back, my tattooed arms actually looked bright in the darkness.

my mind is tricking me. I flick my black, shoulder length hair back, my tattooed arms actually looked bright in the darkness. Red

peeling through black. I narrow my eyes, trying to see better. "hmmm.."I hum, gently passing small machinery and going upstairs.

I heard a foot tap behind me. I swear! I turned quickly and got a glimpse of someone, red piercing eyes, black hair, and deathly

white skin. That was all I could remember seeing, before, he or she ran away,in a supernatural manner. I screamed a little louder than

I had hoped. I ran back to the entrance, seeing moon light. So close, needing to be safe again. I was almost to the door, my hand

shaking on the knob. Then someone yelled "Please! Don't leave. I didn't mean to scare ." I felt a hand on my arm, cold,

so cold. I shivered and turned, my eyes wide. "Hi." A boy smiled, are those fangs?! His eyes glew red in the Darkness, Black hair falling

into his face, small teeth (other than the fangs) in his mouth, small lips, slightly upturned nose, beautiful eyelashes, and dark,

thick, eyebrows. He...he was covered in blood, it was dried, it just still looked as though, it was still dripping down his face.

"W-what do y-you want from m-me?!" I yell and i push him, accidentally onto the ground. When he hit the ground, he made a yelp and

a groan of pain.

I ran out of the door, the cool night, summer, breeze, hitting me. I didn't look back until, I was on the side walk.

Looking at the old, rusty, moldy, building. I saw two eyes, the boys. He didn't follow me. He put his head down and closed the door.

Strange, very strange. I'll come back in the morning. I begin down the street to my home. The boy. That boy.

====Time Lapse (MORNING)====

I yawn and get out of bed. I take a quick shower, I throw on a steelers shirt, black pants that had ripped at the knees

and then high top, black, converse. I also put on a silver watch. I smirk and dry m hair with a towel, then comb it. I grab my

car keys, flashlight (with extra batteries), a switch blade and, butcher knife. I decided not to take my phone, so my friends

don't call and be like "Hey, what are you doing?" and I be like "Oh, just VAMPIRE hunting." So I get fucking called 7.

I sigh. I walk out of my home getting into my car and driving off to the factory. I get out of my car, go up to the door,

I turn it open while taking a deep breath. I walk to the back where no sunlight hits, flashlight on. I decide to go down into the cellar

since no sun goes in there. I walk down the steps, cold air sending shivers up my spine. I clear my throat. "Hello? Boy? You here?"

I sniff and I felt my heart pounding in my chest.I burns, I'll admit, I'm fucking scared. When I'm off the steps I say "Hello?" again.

I was desprete to find the creature of the night. "Why are you back?" I turn to a sad corner with an old bed and pillow. I frown.

He lives like this? How? "B-because, I want to say sorry and know about you." I put my hand on the knife handle, as I got

closer. "R-really? You want t-to talk to m-me?" he smiled. I knew it was gently but, the blood that covered him, made me cringe in fear.

"Yes, I would. B-but before I start..why are you covered in blood? And so much of it?" I saw him shrink back and frown, and are those

tears falling down his face? "I-I'm a monster! I can't control myself sometimes! E-even m-my brother l-left me!" He began to sob.

I took my hand off my knife and leaned towards him. Kneeling to him. "What's your name?" he sniffed, some of the tears washed little

amounts of blood off his face. He was a beautiful boy, besides his vamperious ways and bloody body. "G-gerard...Way." I smile and

slowly put my hand on his shoulder. "I'm Frank Iero." He flinched as my hand touched his shoulder. "I won't hurt you." I continue.

He shrunk back again. "B-but I can't be near your kind...humans." He took my hand quickly into his and looked at it with

narrow eyes, licking his lips. He let go "I'm sorry." He covered his face "I'm so sorry." I smile "I understand, I don't mind." he

looked up at me with watery eyes. "Thank you, Frank." I was born on Halloween and my whole life, I wished for a ghoul to have as my own.

I think I found the perfect one to help. "You're welcome. Now, how old are you?" He sniffed "E-eight-teen." I smirk by instinct.

"Great. You can move in with me." Then he smiled so big and hugged me, his slightly chubby body, clinging to mine. Hw whispered.

"Thank you again, Frankie."

========time lapse at Frank's house========

After shielding Gerard, under myself, from the sun, we made it to my car. I drove home quickly as Gerard under my blanket,

I kept in the back. He is in the shower now. I was looking for clothes, for him. I got a baggy black shirt and big batman PJ pants.

I went to turn around and put the clothes by the bathroom door, but, Gerard was standing beside me, naked. "Hi Frankie!" I stare

at him and blush. I hand him the clothes "For me?! Thank you!" he put them on and smiled at me, his hair going in his face again. I sigh.

"Gerard," I ruffle his hair. "Don't walk around, naked." He nods "Of course! Won't happen again!" I smile and say a silent thank you.

He smiled bigger. He's adorable, ain't he? I shake my head, smiling. "Come on, you must be hungry!" he stared at me with wide eyes.

He gulped, staring at my neck. "N-no." I smile and put my arm around his shoulders. "Come on." I walk him to the kitchen, sitting him at

the kitchen table. I sit on the other side, facing him. "If you promise not to kill me, I'll let you have some of my blood." he gasped

and licked his lips "Really?You're not scared?" I nod, laughing lightly. "Hell yeah, I am. For you to be healthy, I'll give it...

until I get blood packets from the hospital." The next thing I knew, Gerard was laying across the table...grabbing my shirt. His lips

to my neck, sucking a little then he bit in. I groaned in pain, tears rolling down my cheeks. Getting tired, I lean my head on the top

of his.
I felt him word 'sorry' as I was falling into sweet darkness.