He had fainted, great.
I had picked him up, swiftly and put him onto his bed.
I should have died by now,
I should have bled to death;
All the blood had drained out of my body,
But I was still alive,
I mean...
What my comprehension allowed me to define as "alive."
I stood and looked into Franks mirror, if I was a vampire, then the whole NO reflection myth was bullshit. I had managed to get EVEN paler than I saw before; the wound on my neck had completely scabbed over; my hair was full of grime, my clothes dirty and probably the weirdest thing, I had purple eyes...yes purple, I guess I could work with purple though. Purple goes with black right? Oh And the obvious, I had a pair of gleaming fangs.
I couldn't be a vampire, this was all a dream. An insane, fantastic, watching way to many horror movie educed, dream. Or was it? All of the sudden I felt like I could faint too. This was too much, vampire were made up...but, but, but-what else you explain this insanity; explain insanity with INSANITY. Great, great...great, great,
"Gee...Gee, GERARD!" I heard Frank whisperer from beside me, I whipped around to see him sitting up.
"You...you...you're...a..." He stammered. Jesus Christ this was going to take a while.
"Vampire." Got there in the end.
"Frank..." I could feel his blood beating through him body, at such a fast speed. His heart raced against the long hands of time.
"Don't come near me!" He said harshly as I tried to get closer to him. I tried to hear if any one was walking around the house, they weren't all I could hear was snoring and the beating of hearts.
"What happened to you?" He asked shakily.
"Y'know. Drunk. Alley. Attacked, except...this guy, I'm guessing was a vampire." I smiled. He went pale at the sight of my fangs.
"So if you're a vampire..you should be able to hear my heart beat?" I nodded. Frank got up, breathing heavily and passed me some weights.
"Extra strength?" I took both weights of him threw them into the air, casually, and then caught/balances them on the tips of my index fingers. I smiled smugly; bullies were going to pay.
"Speed?"
"Yes."
"Flitting?"
"What the hell?" I asked suddenly confused.
"Like...flying..."
"Umm..." I got up on his bed and jumped of it, crashing to the ground. I pushed myself up awkwardly.
"So much for flitting then." I yawned.
"And I was getting excited..."
"Shut. It. Frank." I laughed, rubbing my nose which had been rubbed viciously against the carpet as I fell.
"Umm...urr..."
"Telepathy, no. Sightseeing, no." I told him.
"Wow, suckish. Much." I stared at him, I had just told him I was a VAMPIRE and he was cracking up over my lack of powers, geez, something was wrong with him.
"Frankie. I think you should sleep on this." He looked at the clock on the wall, 5:24 AM. Maybe not, then.
"I should go..." I sighed.
"You should shower before hand, you don't want MAMA and Papa Way freaking." Frank laughed. Oh my god, what was wrong with him?
"Right." I mumbled before hopping into the shower and out again. Water burnt against my skin as I had closed my eyes. This couldn't be happening to me. What was going to do? Did I need to drink regularly? Did I not have too? Jesus...
"Gee! C'mon! You're gonna be back later if you take any more time!" Frank told me sternly. Thank god his mom was a heavy sleeper. I jumped out of the shower and got changed back into my grimy clothes. I walked through Franks room, sun light was just dancing through his window. I opened into apprehensively and put my finger into the light. Nothing happened. I sighed. So I could go out in the day.
"These myths are bull aren't they?" Frank chuckled as I climbed out of the window solemnly.
"Comic book store. 12. Be there or...be square?" Frank told me. I was just thankful my best friend wasn't trying to shove a stake into my heart, yet.
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Home
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I fumbled around with my keys and opened the door clumsily. Mikey was sitting on the couch in the living room, big black circles around his eyes. Yeah, Mikey's my ultra un-cool, in a good way, geeky, punk-rock, younger brother.
"Where have you been? Did you get beaten up? Have you been drinking liquor?" He questioned me.
"Maybe. Maybe not." I sighed walking upstairs stiffly
"Mom and Pa think you were staying at Franks."
"I was."
"Liar." He snarled as I closed my door this a thud and collapsed onto my bed. Poor Mikey, all he ever did was try and look out for me. I was SUCH a shitty ass brother. OUCH! I knocked my head of my shelf. I was hungry, but for what?
Well they encourage your
complete cooperation, So
give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff! A
celebrated man amongst the gurneys.
Send you roses when they think you need to
smile.
I can't control myself because I don't know how,
And
they love me for it honestly, I'll be here for a while.
Give them all that
they can drink and it will never be enough.
So give them blood,
blood, blood.
Grab a glass because there's going to be a flood!
They can fix me proper with a
bit of luck.
The doctors and the nurses they adore me so,
But
it's really quite alarming cause I'm such an awful fuck. (Oh thank
you!)
I gave you blood, blood, gallons of
the stuff,
I gave you all that you can drink and it has never been
enough.
I gave you blood, blood, blood,
I'm the kind of human
wreckage that you love!
