He just killed my puppy. My beautiful Charlie is dead.

Was it because I yelled at him in the hall?

I didn't think he would get that mad.

Why the fuck did he have to murder my Charlie?!

That horrible stranger named Gerard.

That horribly beautiful stranger named Gerard.


I have to admit he is quite good looking

But whatever, who cares.


You do.


Shut up conscience! You don't know anything about this guy! Just that he is a murderer. A very good looking murderer. But yeah, a murderer, and a slut.

And why the fuck do I even care about this?

I was walking to my house when I realized that I still hadn't picked up the book to do my essay so I decided to go to the library to pick it up.

As I was taking the book to the desk to get checked out I heard the other new kid from school talking over the phone and I decided to eavesdrop.

"Gerard, who the hell are you talking about?Ok...With lots of tattoos...piercings...you actually went to the park?......you KILLED an innocent puppy?! What the fuck, bro?!...He's aloud to be pissed at you! You killed his dog!"

Why the fuck is this guy talking about me?!

Wait.

I almost forgot that they are brothers.
I don't give half a flying fuck about either of them.

I started the long walk back to my house.
House. Not a home.
Because home is where your heart is, and mine sure isn't in that lonely mansion.

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I got back without any major damage, just a few yells of "fag" and a couple "die emo!" nothing major.

"Mr. Frank, your parents will be extending their stay in Italy " Dorian, the human slave, said the moment I stepped foot through the marble front doors.

"By how much?"

"One month"

Oh, well, fuck.

I walked up the marble staircase and in to my room, the only room in the whole house that didn't have marble flooring. I had a fluffy black rug.

"Charlie loved this fucking rug" I mumbled to myself as I sat down on the twentysomething pillows that were lying in front of my flat screen T.V.

God was today shitty.

At least tomorrow is Friday

"I hate my life"

My parents are never here, everyone at school hates me and Charlie's gone.

There's going to be extra drama at school tomorrow.

There were a few Vampires that saw me yell at Gerard. And then there's Gerard in general.

"Oh, for the love of fuck! Why the hell do I care?"

I don't care.

Yeah.

I definitely don't care.

I decided it was late enough to go to sleep.

I didn't even bother to get up to my king sized bed; I just slept there on the many pillows and one or five teddy bears.

Yeah, teddy bears, don't judge.

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I woke up to the sound of Iron Maiden, and okay they are awesome but, dude, I just woke up! Turn that shit of!

I finally found the alarm clock and turned it off.

I walked over to my closet and pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans and a black v neck, I didn't need a hoodie today, it looked like it would be nice out.

After I was dressed I picked up my iPod and my backpack and headed downstairs.

"Mr. Frank what tipe of blood would you like?" Dorian asked as she opened the fridge.

"A positive" I mumbled

I drank like half a gallon of blood, what the hell?! That's waytoo much! And oh, fuuuuuuuuck! I'm really fucking horny, what the fuck is wrong with me?!

I left the kitchen and walked out of the house.

It was nice outside. Charlie would like it.

Fucking Gerard! I hate him!

No, you don't.

Of course I do! He killed my dog!

You don't hate him.

Whatever.


Once I got to the school I walked to my locker. I get a lot of weird looks, but that's nothing new.

Once I got to my locker I put in the code and it opened.
And a fuckton of fucking roses fell to the floor. They landed right infront of me, and on top of them there was a note:

Frank,
I am so sorry, baby. Please forgive me, honey.
<3 Gerard

Oh, fuck no. Did he just call me 'baby' and 'honey'?!
How the hell did he even open my fucking locker?!

I grabbed my books and closed the locker. The roses still on the floor.

I smirked as I scooted the roses a little bit further away from my locker and took out my lighter.

"Like fuck your sorry" I mumbled and I lit them up.

I heard a few Vampires gasp, but I just ignored them and watched for a while, then I walked over to my classroom.

----------Time Lapse----------
Class was as boring as always, it was even worse because I was still horny as fuck.
I was currently walking to the cafeteria when,

"Frankie, baby! Hold up!" Did he seriously just yell baby at me? Motherfucker.

He came to a halt right in front of me, so I had to stop walking,

"Honey, I jus- what the fuck is that smell?" His mood changed from 'sorry' to 'ready to hump' in 0.5 seconds.

I moved to walk away,
"Wait! I ju-ust wanted to say sorry, uhm, I take it you don't like fl-flowers?" He was obviously still trying to find the 'smell'

And then he frowned
And he sniffed me.

He fucking sniffed me.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me close to him and stuck his head in the crease of my neck and he fucking sniffed me!

And, okay, nobody should be that close to me. Ever. Especially if I'm as horny as I was today.
I could here a few fertiles gasp.

I pushed him of me the second I realized what the hell had happened.

And I slapped him and walked away.

Notes

Okay so here is a chapter three!
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the title is from Fall Out Boys 'my songs know what you did in the dark'

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