Dawning Midnight

"You're running after something

That you'll never kill

If this is what you want

Then fire at will"

Gerards POV

A little while after Frank left, I told Ray I needed to go. I felt pretty bad, because I didn't want to seem rude, especially since Frank left, but Mikey said he would stay with Ray. I whispered a thank you in Mikey's ear before heading out of the bar.

I began to hunt down Frank. I followed his scent, which was difficult since it was raining, and the rain was washing it away. Wasting no time, I began to run after the fading scent.

I wasn't quite sure why I was following him. Something was dragging me towards him, something told me to follow him. I sighed, not even knowing what I was going to say to Frank.

Finally the scent became more recent and it made me shiver again, God werewolves were so repulsive. But I needed to find Frank and talk to him. I just…needed to.

When I spotted a wolf ahead, I dashed in front of him, stopping. The wolf, surprised, skidded to a halt in front of me, his eyes full of fear.

Before I could even speak, he shook his head, snarling, and launched himself at me. I gasped, falling to the concrete sidewalk. He was trying to tear my head off. My heart was pounding, blood roaring through my ears. I tried to kick him off. "Frank! Wait!" I screamed.

He was snarling at me, and kept me pinned to the ground, but he lifted his head, looking at me, his teeth bared in anger.

"Frank, I really need to talk to you. Please change."

I could tell he was having an internal struggle. I didn't blame him, however. If he changed I could easily kill him then. He huffed from frustration.

While he stared at me, I studied him. He had red-brown fur, which really complimented his hazel eyes. He was very muscular in his wolf form, which surprised me since he wasn't so in his human form. I had to admit, he looked quite beautiful, for a werewolf.

In the shadow, I spotted a blonde wolf, walking towards us, and then crouched, ready to spring at me. Frank looked up, meeting the blue gaze of the wolf, and barked. The other wolf barked back, backing away into the shadows, but refused to leave, fearful for his pack mate's life.

Finally, Frank morphed into his human form, and I stood up. He was glaring at me.

"Don't even try to kill me, Gerard. You're out numbered." Frank growled.

"I wasn't going to kill you, Frank." I said.

Frank's gaze softened. "You weren't?" He was confused now.

"No, I need to talk to you, actually."

"Well then start talking." he narrowed his eyes at me again, anger apparent in his eyes.

I looked behind me; the other wolf was glaring at me. His eyes were like shards of ice piercing through my shoulder. I could feel their stinging as they stared into me, the wolf ready to tear me limb from limb.

I swallowed, and cleared my throat. "Look, what happened those moons ago..."

Frank flinched, apparently remembering the incident. He shook his head. The other wolf behind me growled, but I ignored him.

"Yeah? What about it, blood sucker?" Frank hissed.

It was my turn to be angry. "Excuse you, mutt. But I spared your life, and you're treating me like this?"

Frank smirked. "Saving my life or not, you're a blood sucker, a killing machine, and I should treat you like you deserve."

I head the wolf behind me make some kind of noise, and I guessed it was laughing. I took a step towards Frank. "I should have killed you." I muttered.

"Why didn't you?" Frank met my glare.

I didn't answer.

"Go on, kill me now. I dare you."

I swallowed, and looked away.

"You're not going to, are you?" Frank was smiling.

I looked at him, but I couldn't imagine killing him. I didn't know why. I just couldn't. I could easily imagine myself tearing the blonde wolf behind me apart, but him…there was something about him.

"I thought so." Frank walked past me, and I didn't move. "Good night, Gerard." With that I heard him morph and I heard the padding of paw pads against the concrete fade into the distance.

Franks POV

I ran off with Bob, thinking about Gerard nonstop.

That was great! You totally showed him, Frank! Bob had caught up to me.

Yeah, thanks for showing up. I was very relieved when Bob had shown up, I was afraid Gerard was going to kill me.

I couldn't abandon you. You know I never would. Bob quickened his steps now, going into a run.

Yeah, Thanks. I kept Bobs pace easily.

I sighed as we ran, thinking about Gerard. I felt bad for being so mean, but I knew, especially with Bob there, I couldn't just be nice. It would make me seem weak, and if the pack found out I was weak towards a vampire they'd want to kick me out, and I'd probably lose my position as second. And it's not that I didn't trust Bob with secrets like me being nice to a vampire, but if he even thought about it someone from the pack could read his mind and report me to the alpha.

I tried to keep these thoughts away, so Bob couldn't read them. I slowed down, watching Bob take the lead. He paused, realizing I was no longer at his side.

I think I need to be alone, Bob. I looked up at him.

Are you sure? If you want to talk about something… Bob obviously could tell I was hiding thoughts from him.

No, I really need to be alone.

As you wish, Frank. He dipped his head, and headed away.

I morphed in my human form, so no one else from the pack could pick up my thoughts. I walked to my house, and entered my room, and threw myself onto my bed, sighing. Gerard's eyes kept flashing through my brain, his brown gaze holding mine…My stomach dropped, and I felt butterflies swirl through my stomach. I recognized this feeling instantly, I had felt it before, I had felt it once, and that feeling destroyed my life.

I was falling in love.