"Gerard, are you seriously gonna make JR kill them?"


I looked up at Frankie, "Yeah"


"...how do you know they'll do it?"


I chuckled, "They work for the army, they were born to kill."


"Well...okay, yeah."


I stood up and walked out of the room to the large balcony.


I took out my cell phone and dialed J.R's number.


"Hello" they answered on the second ring. I could here guns and a mechanic voice announce that 'Rose has won', I guess they're playing some video game.


"Hi, guy's"


"Gerard. What do you need?"


"I...I need a favor"


"I figured"


I chuckled, they know me so well, "I need you to, uhm, take care of someone?" it came out more of a question.


The video game noise stopped immediately, "Who?" they sounded slightly off. I could hear their separate voices...that was never good.


"Uhm, actually two Vamps"


"Who?!" they were even more off.


"Uhm, that girl my parents promised me to and her dad."


"Wasn't she," that was R, "dead?!" that was J.


"Apparently she's not."


I heard shuffling and then R spoke, "What's going on?" I could hear J ask the same a few seconds later.


"Get your asses over here and I'll tell you"


"Where are you?" that was J.


I gave them directions, they said they would be here in about two hours.


I wonder why they sounded so worried. They've killed before, that's what they do for a living.


How different could this be?


I went back in to the room.


Frankie was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling.


"I called them? They'll be here in two hours."


He didn't answer.


I lied on the bed, with my head resting on the many black pillows and scratched Frankie's scalp.
"Mmmmmh"


I stopped scratching him and placed my hands on my chest.


Frankie crawled up and lied down half on top of me.


He started to kiss my neck, "Mmmmh...so we have two hours?"


"Frankie. Stop it."


"Stop what?" his voice was muffled because he was busy kissing every inch of my skin he could get to.


"Frankie. Seriously. Stop it. I told you why I don't want to do anything yet."


He pulled away and looked down at me, frowning.


"You were the one that couldn't keep his hands to himself, and now you tell me that you 'don't want to do anything'?"


I didn't answer.


He got off of me and lied on the other side of the bed. As far away from me as possible, with his back to me.


"Are you really mad?"


He didn't answer.


"Frankie, baby. Please don't get mad."


Still no answer.


"Princess"


He rolled over and looked at me, "What?" he asked bitterly.


"Do you think I don't want to do anything?"


"Well it sure as fuck seems like it." he sat up and crossed his arms.


He looked so good when he was pissed.


"Baby, of course I want to"


"No you don't...I get it, I wouldn't want to sleep with me either."


I moved over to where he was and pulled him in to my lap, "Princess, don't say that. I love you and I think you're gorgeous."


He linked his arms around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss.


"I love you, too." he muttered against my lips.


I smiled in to the kiss.


A few seconds later Frankie pulled away and lied on the bed.


Again, with his back to me.


"You're still pissed?" I asked


"No, you idiot. I wanna cuddle."


I chuckled and lied with him, spooning him.


"M'sleepy." Frankie muttered after yawning


"Me too" I whispered.


We fell asleep after that.


-----Time Lapse-----


"Fucking cute, motherfuckers" I opened my eyes and saw R standing in the doorway of the bedroom.


"What the fuuuuuck?" Frankie groaned.


"Where are your manners, R?"
I muttered.


"Dude, J is still outside. In case you forgot you called us -at the ass crack of dawn- and asked us to come."


"Ass crack of dawn? You were playing video games!" I answered.


"Shut up and open the gates."


"How did you get in?" I asked.


"I have my ways"


I got out of bed and followed R to the living room. Frankie had gone back to sleep.


I turned on the lap top in the living room and opened the gates.


A few seconds later J knocked on the front door.


"Someones knocking, you should answer." R muttered from her seat on one of the big fluffy couches.


Since R wasn't planing on moving from the couch I went to answer the door.


I opened the door to find a worried and slightly pissed off looking J.


"Where's Rose?" he asked immediately after I opened.


I chuckled, "Man, she's not going to die from being alone for two seconds, y'know? R can take care of herself."


"You wouldn't say the same if we were talking about Frank, now would you?"


"Shut up" I led him to the living room where R was still sitting on the couch.


"Are you okay, Rose?" he asked as soon as he saw her.


"Jimmy, calm the fuck down man. I'm fine."


I still found it weird that they called themselves by their full names and not 'J' and 'R'.
J sat down next to R and started fusing over some scratches she had on the palms of her hands.


"Guys?"


They turned to me and composed themselves, "What was it you needed?" they asked. In perfect sync, as per usual.


"I need you guys to get rid of two Vamps."


"Who? And why?"


"Because, that girl is the one my mother promised me to, and I...I knocked her up."


"What?!" That was R. She looked pissed, "You cheated?!"


"Yeah, but I was drunk. Anyway, her dad said that if I don't marry her he'll kill Frankie."
"Where are they?" they asked.


"At my parents house"



"What do you want us to do?"


"I don't care, just get rid of them."


They smiled. A creepy serial killer smile.
"Great...we need blueprints of the house and a photo of each one of them."


"How am I supposed to get that?"


"...forget it just give us a computer." R answered.


I handed them the lap top and left to the bedroom.


Frankie wasn't in bed anymore. I could hear the water running in the bathroom, so I guess he's taking a shower.

I lied down on the bed an looked out the window.


It was dark already.


I guess it's late. I looked at the clock, 10:57.


Yeah, it's late.


I hope J.R. doesn't take long.


A few minutes later Frankie came out of the bathroom.


He had a fluffy black towel wrapped around his hips. His fringe dripping water on his face.


"The house is nice." he said.


"Mmhmm" I hummed.


"It's like, I dunno, a castle."


"It was built for a princess." I muttered.


He ducked his head.
"I love it." he muttered.


"I love you." I said.


"I love you, too." he said before walking to the chest of drawers and picking out some clothes.
He went back to the bathroom and re-emerged a few minutes later.


Now wearing black pajama bottoms and a black undershirt, hair still humid.


He sat down on the edge of the bed and sighed.


"What are they gonna do?" he asked


"I don't know. I told them they could do whatever they wanted as long as they got rid of them."
He nodded.


"Are you okay, honey?"


He didn't answer.


"Princess?"


He turned to me and nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine."


He crawled over to where I was and curled up to my chest.


"Just tired." he muttered


"Baby, you just woke up."


"Mmhmm"


"Are you sure you're okay? If you feel sick I can call the doctor or are you hungry? If you're hungry I can cook. Just tell me what's wrong."


He didn't answer.


I looked down at him and found that he had fallen asleep.


He's just tired.


Nothings wrong. He's just tired.


Yeah, that's it. Just tired.


He moved a lot in his sleep, like he was having a nightmare.


That's it, just a nightmare.


Nothing more, right?


He's okay. Just having a bad day, right?


The sinking feeling in my gut told me I was terribly wrong.

Notes

OH MY FUCKING GOD CHAPTER 50!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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