"Life is just a dream
For the dead..."
Franks POV:

When I arrived home, I headed right into the shower. I didn't want my mom to question me just yet.

I let my mind drain out along with the cascading water. I closed my eyes and absorbed myself in the darkness, letting myself become nothing. Everything that had happened up to this moment had no meaning, and at this second, all that mattered was the soothing feeling of the water sliding down my back, and inhaling the warm steam produced by the hot liquid.

I slowly introduced my mind into the idea that I was ruining everything in my life. My life had now become a very fragile piece of farbic, and pulling one string too far on either side would unravel everything I had built up to this point.

I let myself begin to cry. I covered my face in the hot water, washing the tears away. I hated this all too much. My father was going to kill me if I didn't do as he said, and I didn't want to betray Gerard. I really didn't. I loved him, and loved him with all of my heart. The events that happened today made me realize how dangerous this whole thing was such a bad situation. Why did this have to happen to me?

I turned off the water and buried my face into my towel, rocking back and forth on the bathroom floor. There was a knock on the door, and I looked up.

"Frankie?"

"Yes mom?" I called, trying to keep my voice from cracking.

"Are you alright sweetie?"

My mom was always so kind to me, she actually cared about me. My father had adopted me without her consent, and although she was furious of that, she really took me under her wing and took care of me. My father could be very harsh and strict, but she was always there for me, and rarely rose her voice.

"I'm fine, mom."

There was a pause. I could tell she didn't believe me. "Well, there are left overs in the fridge. Heat them up and eat them, I'm going out on patrol with your father."

I was happy that she didn't push the subject. "Alright, sounds great." I muttered.

I ate some of the left overs and watched some TV until my phone buzzed. It was a text from Gerard:

Hey babe, meet me at the boarder.

xoG

I smiled and texted back:

okay

I headed out, shifting and running for the boarder of my territory. I sniffed the air, locating Gerard's sweet scent and following it.

When I arrived, Gerard was already there waiting for me and smiled a greeting.

"You're so beautiful even in your wolf form, you know that Frankie?" He whispered, holding out his hand towards me.

I pressed my head into his hand and rubbed against it affectionately. I then shifted and threw myself at him. He caught me, laughing.

"We've been apart for just so long." I said leaning against him, pressing the back of my hand against my forehead. "I felt like a piece of me was missing." I said dramatically, stifling a giggle.

Gerard giggled and kissed me. "Oh, its been so terrible without you." we laughed together and kissed.

I pressed into him, knocking us over onto the ground. I pressed my lips deeply into his, strattling him. He moaned, pulling my head closer to his. We remained like this for awhile, kissing and cuddling. Finally I rolled over onto my back, and we stared at the sky in silence for awhile.

There are different types of silences. There are those awkward silences that hit unexpectedly, and then there are the nice, peaceful silences. This was a very serene silence. Nothing was said as we stared at the sky, and we held hands. And it was completely okay. I listened to the sound of Gerards breathing and heart pumping blood through his veins. I closed my eyes, engulfing all my senses into Gerard. I heard him, I felt him, and I loved him.

The long silence was broken by a snapping twig. At the time I didn't realize it was a rabbit. My head snapped up, and I sniffed the air. The scent pierced my nose like powerful fangs from a snake. It released venom in the bite, sending my mind swirling in a hurricane. It was the scent of deer, and made my wolf insticts kick in. I was doing everything I could to not shift. I looked at Gerard. When he dipped his head, I realized he was giving me permission to go and kill it.

I jumped up and shifted, heading for the deer as fast as my legs could take me. I ran, kicking up dirt and rocks all around. I caught sight of the deer in a short amount of time. I locked my gaze on my target and leapt, going for the throat.

I sunk my teeth into the deer's throat, and it took me a second to realize something was wrong.

Ray's POV:

"Are you sure this is going to work?" I asked.

Matt rolled his eyes. "I know it will. You know werewolves can't resist the scent of deer."

I rolled my eyes, but didn't argue any further. We began to build our trap. We hammered wood together into the shape of a deer. Our poor craftsmanship had no affect on the trap luckily, it was too dark and wolves had poor vision. I stepped back and smiled at our creation. Matt added artificial scent of deer to it, adding the final touch. We smiled at each other proudly and I climbed into the branch of a nearby tree and waited for one of the werewolves to fall a victim of our trap.

After several minutes I heard leaves cracking. I turned my head and watched a figure shoot for the deer. I crouched, ready to attack.

The wolf sunk his teeth into where the neck would be, and I jumped down as the wolf let go. Before he could register what had happened, I sent a knife into his back.

He yelped and turned to face me. Teeth bared, he tensed his muscles to leap.

I was confused when he looked me in the eyes, and his eyes went from narrow, aggressive slits to widely dialted. They softened, and he stood up, tilting his head.

I looked into his hazel eyes for a moment, lost in their familiar look.

"Go for the kill Ray!" Matt screamed, and I shook my head and sent another knife in his side.

The wolf struggled violently to get away, trying to escape. I punched his side, knocking him to the ground. I pressed my boot into his chest, and he looked up at me, his eyes pleading for me to let him go.

I smirked. I wasn't going to fall for this.

I waited a moment, expecting him to fight me, but he didn't. He didn't even lunge for me.

That should have been my red flag, and I should have waited to kill him. But I didn't, and I hate myself for it. I kicked him again, hearing the sickening crunch of bone. The wolf squirmed and screamed loudly. His cries were deafening, and I was going to finish this once and for all. I aimed my last knife for his chest, rose my arm back, and shot the knife right into his chest.

Gerard's POV:

I heard the first yelp and I jumped up and ran as fast as I could. Adrenaline pulsed through my veins, sending me flying through the forest. I dodged tree after tree, heading to help Frank.

I slowed down when I saw Frank laying limp on the ground, someone on top of him. Someone whose scent I recognized.

I screamed. "What are you doing? Are you stupid?" I shoved Ray roughly.

Ray seemed extremely confused and shocked at the same time. He stepped back away from Frank, staring at me.

"Frankie?" I whispered, fighting the tears. I fell to my knees. "Oh my God..."

Ray's face went pale, his eyes wide. "Oh Jesus, Gerard I-"

"Shut up you heartless bastard!" I screamed at him. Ray stepped back, having a hard time processing all of this.

"Frankie?" I called again. Frank opened his eyes and looked at me. "Oh my God, Frankie... Don't die on me. Please. I love you..."

Frank pressed his paw into my mouth, as if telling me to shut up. I began to cry.

"Don't die Frankie...please..."

Frank moved his neck and licked the tears from my face. He was struggling to do this, I could tell.

He moved his paw and pressed my hand against his heart. He looked up at me, and let out sounds from his mouth. Though they were barks, they sounded just like "I love you."

That was when my heart really broke. His head fell against the ground, and his breathing grew swallow. His grip on me loosened and I sobbed harder.

Tears streamed down my face and I buried my face into his neck. I gripped onto his scruff, and I felt his last few breaths against my body.

I turned my head to watch his eyes glaze over, staring deeply into the endless sky. His pulse died out.

It took me a moment to process it the horrible truth.

Frank, my love, was dead.

Notes

sorry it took so long to update!! I promise ill update them sooner :3