Frank

When I woke up the sun was just setting, the sky filled with gentle, fading orange tones, clouds blending softly in to the atmosphere amongst the first brave stars that had started to glow.

I turned my head to the side to see Gerard’s beautiful, pale form still fast asleep, his raven strands falling over his eyes, the setting sun casting a faint light over his ivory skin. I leant over to him, kissing his cheek gently before pulling back, just taking him in.

“I’m so sorry,” I whispered.

I then proceeded to creepy out from underneath the throw from one of the couches that Gerard had placed over us at some point in the night, rising up from the floor. The fire was nothing but a dying mass of fading embers and crumbling black coal. Our clothes were strewn everywhere, making it hard for me to find them as quickly as possible.

As soon as I’d found them all and dressed as fast I could without making too much noise, I headed straight for the door, stopping to look back at Gerard.

“I really am sorry Gee,” I mumbled.

With that I left silently, shutting the door behind me as softly as I could.

I was dreading what was coming next.

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I waited for him. It didn’t take long for him to appear from shadows, stark white skin contrasting with his dark clothes and the gloomy air around him. His eyes stood out from his face, the colour completely black, an endless pool of darkness staring straight at me.

We didn’t say anything. I didn’t know I was supposed to say to him and I didn’t think he really knew what to tell me either. When he finally broke my gaze he sighed, closing his eyes tightly and leaning back against the wall.

“You’re even stupider than I thought or you’re completely insane and desperate,” he started off, still not looking at me.

“I’m desperate,” I replied hoarsely. “But don’t you see now how much I meant what I said Mikey?”

He looked at me then, his eyes filled with nothing but pure hatred and anger. “Yes. I do.”

“I’m sorry,” I breathed.

He snarled, lunging forwards at me. I did nothing to stop him as he pinned me against the opposite wall, inches away from my face, fangs bared and gleaming.

“Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” he hissed. “Do you know how much pain I’m in right now?!”

I swallowed, whimpering in fear and feeling disgusted at myself as tears began to leak from my eyes. “I’m sorry Mikey, I am! I didn’t know, I swear! I didn’t know this would hurt you!”

“You’re going to die Frank!” he spat furiously, releasing me from his grasp and shoving away from me.

“I’m not,” I mumbled.

He let out a sadistic, heartless laugh, throwing his head back. “Yes you fucking are! If you go and kill yourself, Gerard will not be there to save you!”

“He will!” I argued back, hurt flaring up inside of me. “If you think he’d just let me die then you don’t know anything about me and him! He loves me!”

“Do you know how selfish you are Frank?!” Mikey growled at me. “You’re fucking unbelievable! You can’t just expect to Gerard save you from the mess you’ve made, it won’t happen!”

“I’m not-”

Suddenly Mikey was in my face again, gripping my wrists tightly. “OK, just-just listen yeah? Just fucking listen to me. You’re not going to do anything to yourself, you hear me? If you try to kill yourself so Gerard will bite you and make you in to a vampire again, make you his, you have it all wrong. If you go and kill yourself, no one is going to help you. There’s no coming back after that Frank, at all. So here’s what you’re gonna do, right? You’re going to stay the fuck away from my brother and you’re going to just wait for our bond to be fixed again.”

“Like fuck am I going to do that,” I snapped at him. “I’m not backing down now Mikey, I want this more than anything and it’s too late to go back. Our connection is already broken which means I can die. I turn back to a human moments before I die, and that’s long enough for Gerard to bite me and make me a vampire and make me his.”

Mikey stared at me, shaking his head. “It won’t work Frank, I’m telling you now.”

“Why the hell not Mikey?!” I yelled at him.

“Our bond is only broken for a few days Frank. It’s Gerard’s birthday tomorrow and you know what that means,” Mikey told me, tiredly sighing and stepping back from me.

“He gets crowned King and marries Eliza tomorrow,” I whispered. "It's his birthday."

Mikey looked at me grimly. “Exactly.”

Notes

This chapter is the last I've written for this story and it won't be updated for a really long time. I have two other frerards on the go at the moment so I don't have time for this. I'll probably get round to posting my other ones on this site at some point too.

I'm really grateful for all the comments I've received for this story, they mean a lot. However, I'm afraid no amount of persuasion with virtual cookies or puppy dog eyes will make me update this! This story means so much to me, and I stopped writing it because I didn't want to to ruin it. If I had carried on writing it, it would have become awful because I just came to a complete standstill with this fic and I knew it was time to take a break.

That doesn't mean it won't be updated ever again, but it's going to be a while before it is. Thank you so much for reading this.