Frank's POV

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I felt sorry for Fallyn, she'd been so overwhelmed by life. She's trying to be tough but she's just broken.
This morning when she walked in on me in the bathroom I felt really bad, after seeing the look on her face I don't think that I'll ever be able to shower with an unlocked door again.

When we asked questions about her life she tried to answer with a straight face but I watched her fall apart when she finally told us about her friend who killed the butterfly.
I'm not surprised that she had a full blown meltdown and jumped. I jumped after her, I don't know why.

Something about her expression, or the tone of her voice, I think that her sea green eyes were part of it.
If she were to ever succeeded in future attempts then it'd be my fault, I'd saved a life and I was now responsible for it.
I'm officially a cliche but it feels right.

That's why I think Gerard made the offer for her to stay with us for a while.
He wasn't mean or anything but if she hadn't told us about her friend, the broken relationship she held with her mother and how she was regularly picked on by a variety of people he wouldn't have said anything.

Fallyn would have gotten off the bus when we got to the city, walked into the night and we never would have seen her again.
God knows what would have happened to her.
Rape, murder, suicide...there is so much sick stuff that could have happened to someone as innocent as her.
Girls disappear every day.

There's nothing wrong with her innocence, the problem is the people out there who are willing to use it for their own advantage or to fill their pockets.
When Gerard told me how old she was I was horrified for what I'd thought of her.
I'm not saying that I had any fantasies or dirty thoughts but more than once when she'd been talking, the idea of kissing her had run through my mind.
She was sixteen, barely.

This may sound creepy but I wish that I was still a teenager.
I'm almost one to be honest, I've been a vampire since the age of twenty one, which means I'll be twenty one permanently and I have to admit I often act even younger than that.
So on the bright side I'm not a pedo.

Oh well, there was nothing I could do now but be supportive if she ever needed a friend or something like that.
Whenever she walked out of the room Gerard glared at me and reminded me through his thoughts that he was there to stop me from doing anything stupid or crazy like I was known to do.

She talked to him for about five minutes and he's acting like a big brother.
He always said that he wanted a little sister, guess he's got one now.

The girl was gifted with a guitar, she'd done much more in a couple of minutes with a guitar than I had after days of practicing.
For some reason though she didn't realize she's got a natural musical talent.
Because she compares herself to me, who'd been playing for years and years.
Of course I was better than her, I was a touring guitarist for fucks sake.
If she put some effort into it I think she could easily get good enough to be in a band and look good doing it.

I'm gonna try and push her to let me give her guitar lessons, as unsure as she looked when she played the first couple of notes there was a unmistakable gleam in her eyes.
I was hoping that we could change her mind and save her from herself.

When she smiled it gave me hope that I might be able to change her mind, she looked happy as if she'd never consider suicide in a thousand years.
Gerard liked to preach about her having free will over whether or not she could end her life but I think if she tried it now he'd be as ready to stop her as I was.

Everyone on the bus had fallen for her charm and were ready to throw themselves in front of a car for her.
I hoped she'd realize that at some point and decide to stay with us. There would only be one problem if she did stay with us though.

It'd been a week since Gerard, Bob, Ray and Mikey ate and it's been almost three weeks since I had eaten. There was a damn good chance the rest of the guys would be able to hold on until we got into the city.
But the next truck stop we stayed at some civilian would be tasked with the unsavory chore of being a juice box.

Having Fallyn on the bus didn't help me whatsoever.

Even though the other guys had less self control than I did my attraction to her was doing me no favors at all and I knew that I'd have to do a lot of feeding as long as she'd be staying with us.
Gee wouldn't like that I'd be eating more people but if I was to (not that I would) bite her with the intention of satisfying my hunger Gerard would without a doubt decapitate me.

I think that Ray, Bob and Mikey would probably help him as well.
I'd never feed from Fallyn though, it would hurt her and I'd never do that.

While we were shopping I'd taken her hand to lead her to a store so I could help her find some clothes to wear.
The whole time her hand was in mine I could feel her heartbeat race and when she looked at me and said I had pretty eyes I could feel her heart get even faster.

I think that she might have been serious even though she'd thought I was joking when I said that her eyes were very pretty.
Was there a chance that she might think the same thing when she looks at me?
Does she want to kiss me as much as I want to kiss her?
If its a yes then I have no idea what to do.

Damn it what's wrong with me, I think I might be feeling stuff for a teenager who wants to die.