FRANK P.O.V.








Our lips meet











I tangle my left hand in his thick hair, ratting it very badly.
It's only been a few seconds when Gerard pulls away and looks at me with an expression of pure horror.
Shit.
I'm turning.
I shove him away.
Running to the bathroom, I trip. I finally make it in and lock the door.
Fuck.
I totally forgot.
So, I sit there on the cold bathroom floor and watch as my skin turned pale and my eyes glistened a pitch black.
I find my knife ducktaped to the back of a Iron Maiden portrait and hold it in my hand.
I said I would never again...
I push down hard and watch as the blood trickles down my arms rather quickly.
I drag the razor across my wrists until I can feel it.
"You fucker. You promised..." I whisper to myself.
I hear a bang on the door.
"Frank?? Are you okay?" Gee asks.
"GO AWAY!" I shout.
I hear distant footsteps and a quiet shut of a door.
Fuck.

Notes

ERMEHGERSH! That's 3 chapters in one day XD Haha! I'm on a roll!!!
Srry for so much language :p