"Come on Gee!" Frank yelled from ahead.
"I'm coming Frank!" He yelled back. "But I'm not as fast as you and Mikey!" Frank turned to the blonde and smiled. As soon as Gerard almost caught up with them, they ran again, giggling all the way until they reached the Way's house.
"How long do you think it's going to take him to get here?" Mikey asked, grabbing two cans of coke from the fridge. The pierced boy giggled.
"I have no idea, we ran pretty fast." Frank responded.
"Yeah, what was with that? I'm gasping for breath over here and you're fine! Are you some sort of secret superhero?" Mikey accused. Frank laughed harder, holding his sides. If only he knew the truth.
"You're funny Mikey, but I'm not a superhero. Just in shape." He joked. The taller pulled a mock look of anger, and laughed it off.
They strolled into the living room, took a seat on the couch, and waited for the older to get there.
10 minutes later, Gerard appeared.
"God, I hate you both right now." He spoke, plopping down on the couch in pure exhaustion. Mikey and Frank giggled.
"You know you love us." Mikey said, nudging Gerard's shoulder. He gave the blonde a death glare, and Mikey backed off.
"So Frank," Mikey starts, moving to the other chair away from Gee. "Do you have a boyfriend?" Gerard freezes, but Frank just shrugged.
"No, haven't found the right guy to ask out yet." He said back, giving a look to Gee. Gerard seemed a little brighter after that, looking at Frank with a happy expression on his face.
"Hey Frank, wanna spend the night?" MIkey asked a little while later.
"Sure, just gotta call my mom." Said Frank, running off to the house phone.
"Mom? Is it ok if I spend the night at Mikey and Gerard's house?" Frank asked sweetly when his mom finally answered her cell.
She sighed. "Honey, you know what happens when you don't get your supply every night and I don't wanna risk it. I already have some for you. Maybe you and I could even go hunting together later, too." His mom replied. In the background, Frank could hear the busy nurses at the hospital.
"But mom, I had some this morning. There were some squirrels on the way to Mikey's and I was able to catch some. I'll be fine. If I start to feel bad, I'll call and come right home." Frank reasoned.
Another sigh emitted from his mom. "Ok Frank, because you its been a while since THE incident. Just be extra careful, okay? And do come home if you start feeling bad." She replied. Frank made an excited noise, muttered a thank you, and hung up.
"She said it was ok." Frank spoke happily. Gerard sat up and smiled at him, and Mikey gave him an all knowing look.
"Awesome! But my bed is small, so you have the couch or Gee's bed." Mikey said, wiggling his eyebrows at Gerard.
"Mikey! Shut. Up." He whispered harshly to his brother. But its not like Frank couldn't hear him...
"What?" Mikey asked innocently. "Frank won't mind sharing a bed."
Yes, Frank thought, I would. I can't risk it...But I had enough this morning, I should be fine. And besides, this is my chance to tell him. Maybe...
"Yeah, I wouldn't mind Gee." Frank finally said. Gerard gave him a hopeful look, blushing, but then looked away.
"O-Okay." Said the older man, hiding behind his raven locks.
Mikey yawned. "Ok, well, I'm going to bed."
"But Mikey, it's only 10." Stated Gerard. Mikey gave him that all-knowing look again.
"Yeah, but I'm tired. You guys have fun." Was all he replied, before walking upstairs to his room. Gerard blushed again when Frank came to sit by him.
"Soooo..." Frank started.
"Soooo..." Gerard repeated.
"What are we going to do?" The shorter asked, turning to Gerard with a smile. He saw a flicker of excitement cross over Gerard's face; but it was gone quickly.
"I don't know, but I'm tired. Maybe we should go to bed, too." Said Gee, smirking to himself.
I like that idea, thought Frank.
"Okay." Frank said. Gerard smiled, along with Frank. The pair got up and walked to the taller's bedroom.
Do it know, Frank thought when they arrived in the bedroom, tell him now.
"Hey Gee?" Frank asked. Gerard turned to face Frank while changing, exposing his pale chest. The sight made Frank weak at the knees.
Especially the neck.
No, Frank thought, don't start thinking those thoughts! Because once he started he just couldn't stop. He didn't feel like going home, nor be confronted by his mom, so he tried to forget about it. But it was so hard when Gerard was standing shirtless in front of him, neck and chest exposed. It would be so easy just to take a sip...
"Yeah Frank?" Gerard spoke, breaking Frank out of his awful thoughts.
"Oh, uh...I...I...I just wanted to say...I like your batman pajama pants." He stuttered. Gee let out a small laugh, muttered a thanks, before putting a Iron Maiden shirt on. He then jumped in the bed and curled into a ball under the covers, looking over at Frank.
"Are you sleeping in your clothes, standing up?" Gerard asked sarcastically. Frank let out a nervous laugh.
"No, just let me go change." He replied, going off to the bathroom, when he realized he didn't have any clothes.
"Hey Gerard?" Frank yelled from the small bathroom.
"Yeah?"
"Do you have some pajamas I could borrow?" There was a pause before Gerard responded.
"No." He called back. Frank was dumbfounded for a second, before realizing what Gerard just told him. Why did he say no? All I had were my boxers if I wanted clean clothes for tomorrow. Maybe this was a good thing. Being pressed skin-to-skin with Gerard, being able to feel his heart beat...
"Yeah, thats a good idea." Frank muttered to himself. He started thinking about him and Gerard, in the same bed, half naked together. He imagined them kissing on the bed, feeling each other's bodies. Then his mind drifted to his neck, and how it would feel to kiss it...maybe even bite it if Gerard understood his situation. But he never would.
"Oh god." He murmured, touching his when he looked in the mirror. There were black rings around his eyes from lack of food, and his lips were starting to turn black as well. His fangs were present and pointed, begging to be used. His eyes were a deep shade of red with hints of black. He looked like a monster. But thats what he was. Was what he was doomed to be for all eternity.
"Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit." He muttered. "What am I going to do? I can't go back out there. Shit." Just at that moment, he heard something scurry outside the window. Superior hearing can come in handy. He looked out the small, rectangular window to see 2 squirrels.
"Jackpot." Outside the room, he heard Gerard sigh.
"What is taking him so long?" He heard Gee whisper. Frank smiled a little, then turned his attention back on the squirrels. He let the hunger take over his whole body, and climbed out the window. He creeped silently over to the animals, making sure not to make a sound.
Then he pounced.
Feeling the warm liquid travel down his throat made him feel much better. The hunger was subsiding slowly. Not as fast as it would have left if it was human blood, or that of a bigger animal's, but it was leaving all the same. He could feel the black from his eyes and lips fade, going back for the next time he was hungry.
"Ahhh." He sighed, placing the limp carcasses on the ground. He still couldn't go back in, for the hunger was still too strong to completely control.
"F...F...F...F...F...Frank?" He heard a voice call from behind him. He looked back to the house, to see Gerard standing by the wall. "I-I-I-I-Is that you?" He stuttered. Frank just stood there, not saying a word. He still had the hunger present, Gerard couldn't be here. Especially seeing him like this, with dried blood blood smeared on his face and his eyes and lips still a little crazy.
"Gerard." He finally croaked out. "Gerard, you have to leave. Go back inside, NOW." He demanded.
"I'm going insane." Was all Gerard said. "What ARE you?" Frank sighed angrily, feeling the hunger build up inside him again.
"I'll explain later. Just please, go inside." Pleaded Frank.
"What are you?" Gerard demanded again. Frank groaned and fell to the ground in agony. The hunger was getting this strong. He's never been this close to a human right after feeding.
"Gerard, please, go inside. I'm begging you." Frank pleaded again.
"Not until you tell me what you are." He demanded again. Frank let out a sadistic laugh, letting hunger finally take over him.
"You're so stubborn." Frank said.
"Why are you laughing Frank? This is serious! Now tell me, what the FUCK ARE YOU?" Gerard yelled. Before he knew it, he was knocked to the ground, Frank standing over him.
"Because I gave you the chance to leave." Frank starts, climbing on top of Gerard. "And now I get to have my fun." He whispers in Gerard's ear. Gerard visibly shivers, showing fear, and Frank smiles. He fixes his position of the older one so that he's straddling him.
"F-Frank...please don't." Gerard pleads.
"Hey, I gave you the chance to leave, but as I recall you wouldn't leave until I answered your questions. But I think you already know that answer." Frank says, grazing his teeth over Gerard's pulse. He pulled on the hem of Gerard's shirt. " I think this needs to come off." He says before ripping the shirt off, throwing the shredded remains to the side. Gerard shivered.
"Frank, please. Its cold, I'll go back inside now." Gerard pleads again, shivering. Frank just laughs it off.
"Ah ah ah, I gave you the chance. But no..." Frank replies, letting his canines drag against Gerard's neck. Gerard shivers, but not from cold.
From fear.
And Frank knows this. It's what makes the need to feed stronger.
"That's what I want baby, be scared. Be afraid. Who knows, you might die." Frank says. Gerard shivers again, Frank moans. "That's it babe."
"I'm not your babe!" Gerard yells, letting stray tears fall from his eyes. "Let me go. I promise I won't tell anyone. Just...please?" Frank laughs again.
"I don't think so BABE." Frank replies. "Now, lets get started, shall we?" Frank leans over Gerard, and pushes their lips together. Gerard wriggles around, trying to push Frank off, but it's a lost cause. Frank shoves his tongue down Gee's throat, and moans. Gerard shakes when he feels Frank's canine's press against his lips. Frank moans again at Gerard's fear. Frank kisses down Gerard's jaw, down to his neck.
Frank takes a whiff of Gerard's scent. "Let the party begin." He mutters, before sinking his teeth into Gerard's neck. Gerard screams in agony, writhing around on the cold grass to get free. Frank's tastes buds are going crazy. Gerard tastes so good, unlike the animals and blood bags he gets from the hospital, courtesy of his mom. The hunger goes away a lot quicker now, and soon enough he is just feeding for the taste and sensation. Gerard has stopped wriggling around and just lays back and accepts it.
When the hunger is gone, he realizes what he is doing, and immediately pulls away. He sees the bite mark he left, and cringes a little. Blood surrounds the wound, and Frank is pretty sure his face is covered with the substance.
"Oh god, Gerard! Gerard I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it. I-" Frank freezes. Gerard isn't moving. He is just laying on the ground, eyes closed. "No no no no no no!" Frank grabs Gerard's wrist, feeling for pulse.
"Thank god." He says when he feels the steady pulse. He didn't drink enough to kill him, but enough to make him pass out. He needs to get him to his mom. Fast.