Kiss The Morning Sky Goodbye

​Gerard's POV

“Gerard..honey. You have to get ready.” I hear my mom's voice call out from the other side of the door. I sighed and nodded, knowing that she couldn't see. Right now I was standing in front of my full length mirror, in nothing but my boxers. I let my fingers trace over my chest, feeling nothing but the smooth skin underneath. I sighed to myself again as I brushed the same fingers against the slight blush of my cheek bones.

According to others, I'm beautiful. My skin is so pale that it almost glows. I have hazel eyes that could burn into your soul if you allowed them to. And to some, that might be considered a good thing, but not to me. You see, about six years ago the world changed. A new race took over. A race we thought we eradicated back in the 1600's. We were wrong..fuck we were wrong.

The ruling vampire family of New Jersey has requested that the eldest son of each remaining human family must appear before them. For what reason...who knows? All we know is..they never come back...the same that is. We all heard the stories. Some say that the boys get turned into vampires and are used as servants and slaves. Others say that the boys are used for food..and only food. But like I said before, no one knows.

Two days before my eighteenth birthday(which was just five days ago), I received 'the letter' that asked me to appear in front of the 'royal vampire family'. ..that's it. No address, no name..no....nothing. Just my name on the outside of the card with those words that could possibly mean my death.

To Mr. Gerard. A. Way,

We are pleased to see that you have reached your eighteenth birthday. When you come of this age, you come into certain responsibilities that simply can not be ignored. As you may, or may not, know when the eldest son of each generation reaches the age of eighteen, they are to appear in front of the royal family for....scrutinization..and submission. We expect you at the palace on the date of April 19th at 6:00 pm sharp. I strongly advise you to be there on time... Please look presentable, dress in your best. The royal family awaits your visit.

,Gabriel-

Who in the hell is Gabriel anyways?..He's not a member of the royal family.. “Who the fuck cares?” I whispered to myself as I allowed my arms to fall to my sides. A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I looked over to the alarm clock that was sitting on the nightstand. The numbers read 5:15, which meant that I only had fifteen more minutes to get ready.

As I turned around, I saw the outfit that mom placed on the back of the chair for me to wear. They were the nicest clothes that I've ever seen in my life. The vest was made of the finest of silks, as was the shirt that was laying underneath. My family went all out in buying it for me. They seem to think that the nicest looking don't die..but..like I said before..Who knows?..This is something I can't contest. Either I go..or we all die, and I'm not letting my family die.

With one final sigh, I grabbed the black jeans and slipped them on. They were really tight, so this was no easy task. After that I slipped on my silk black button up before I put on my red tie (vampires obviously adore red, according to some). My fingers fumbled with the buttons on the vest as they began to shake. I took a deep breath and tried again, this time getting all of the buttons in the proper holes.

“Gerard?” I heard my mothers sweet, quiet voice call from outside of my door. I just looked her in the eyes for a few seconds before focusing back on my reflection. “W-we have to make sure that your hair is perfect.” She said as she began to run her fingers through my hair, pushing it back a little. “N-neatness counts, bambino.” I rolled my eyes and chuckled..yeah...like neatness can keep me alive..

A few more strokes through my hair and she backed away. “H-how do I look, mom? D-do I look presentable?” I asked as I gave a small twirl. When I turned back around to face her, her eyes were full of tears and her hand covered her mouth. “Oh, mom. I'll be okay.” I said as I wrapped my arms around her and brought her in for a hug. Tears of my own began to form my eyes as I flat out lied to her. Truth be told...i had no idea if I was going to be okay or not. I'd say anything if it'd make her feel more at ease, but knowing her eldest son is being sent away, likely to his death, nothing will put her at ease.

“Y-you look very beautiful and handsome, bambino.” She sniffled and kissed the side of my cheek before she pulled away and picked up my jacket from the chair. She then held it up to me so I could put my arms through it. “B-but we've got to hurry though. We don't want to be late.”

Yet another heavy sigh escaped my lips as I nodded. A nervous smile flickered on my face as she turned away and walked out of my bedroom door, just in time to miss the tear that fell down my cheek. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before I checked myself once again in the mirror. “As good as I'm gonna get, I suppose..” I mumbled to myself before I walked out of my room..for the last time.

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