***Gerard’s POV**


I scooped her sleeping body up from the passenger seat, careful not to hit her head. I walked, not wanting to wake her. She took deep, even breaths, and smiled in her sleep. I sighed in frustration. “Why couldn’t I be human? Why did I have to be like this?” I mumbled as I pushed open her dorm room door with my hip. It was dark, and I could hear Nina sleeping in the other room.

I laid her down gently on the bed, swiftly removing her shoes. She stirred once or twice, but never fully waking. I tucked her under her covers, and moved a stray hair from her closed eyes.

“Gerard…” she slurred in her sleep. I grimaced, closing my eyes.

“I wish it were easy Rosalie. But I’m not normal. I’m a monster. I hope you understand it can’t always be like this. I’m sorry. Goodnight.” I whispered, a lump forming in my throat. I quickly turned and walked to the door, but stopped when she said my name. I looked down at my shoes, tears in my eyes threatening to spill over. I wish she would understand that I could never be with her, for what I was. She wouldn’t be able to live a normal life, and that’s all I wanted her to have. I wanted her to be happy, and that wasn’t possible with me. A filthy, disgusting monster.

Shaking my head, I ran out of their dorm and down the steps, out into the cold chilly air. Although I didn’t stop running when I reached my car. I continued to run, leaving the campus behind me. My throat burned, not from sadness, but from hunger. I knew what I had to do; hunt. Even though I resented myself for it, it was the only thing I could do to take my mind off of the problems that consumed me.


***Rosalie’s POV***


My alarm clock buzzed loudly next to my ear, drawing me out of a deep sleep. I groggily grasped it from the side table and disabled the alarm. It read 7:30 in bright white letters. I dropped the phone on the bed and rubbed my eyes. I forgot that today was Monday, and last night was Sunday. Last night.

Yesterday was probably the best day of my adult life. I finally had gotten to see my favorite musical live, and had actually sung in front of people! And I had done that all with Gerard. I know I sound stupid, but when I was around him I forgot who I was, and what my past was like. It made it seem too good to be true; kind of like a fairytale. And I mean, Gerard being a vampire didn’t help with the whole fairytale thing either.

I felt bad for falling asleep on him in the car. He must’ve had to carry me up here and put me in bed. I quickly threw off the covers and checked what I was wearing. I sighed in relief to see that I was unchanged from the night before. That would’ve been embarrassing. I hummed to myself and I got out of bed and picked out my outfit for the day. I decided to go with a cat sweatshirt, jeans, my flower converse, and a POTO necklace I had bought for myself last night. I threw my hair into a sloppy bun, not even bothering with makeup. Lastly, I put on a light north face, so I was nice and cozy. By the time I was finished, it was only 7:45. Sighing, I walked over to my desk and plopped myself down on the chair.

I drummed my fingers on the desk, not knowing what to do. “Maybe I should text Gerard?” I thought to myself, but decided against it. He was probably sleeping or something, because I think his first class today started around 12. So I decided I would just visit him later tonight.

A sudden thought popped into my head, and I grabbed a big piece of paper, and some of my best pencils. My project for AD 2-D was to draw a fantasy creature, and I finally knew what I would draw. It was due next week, but I wanted to get a head start. I checked the time on my phone, and it was only 7:50. It was only a 15 minute walk to my first class, so I decided to start the sketch.

I began to sketch out a tall, slim figure, which was turned slightly away. One arm was held out, holding an apple. The other was in his pants pocket. I sketched the man’s face, and added the details to his clothing, face and other features. By the time I was done with the sketch, it was already 8:30. Not wanting to get into it and then stop, I put the pencils away and left the drawing on my desk, leaving it for later.

I picked up my backpack, and swung it carelessly over my shoulder. Pocketing my phone, I turned it on silent, not wanting to get in trouble for it. I walked out of my room and across the living room floor, the early morning sun shining in gold beams through the window, warming me.

“Hey Nina, you bet- GAH~!” I started, as I walked through the door to see Brandon and Nina sleeping together with… nothing on. Nina jolted awake and immediately pulled up the covers, covering herself.

“UUHH, Rose! I’ll meet you there!” She yelled, waving me out. I stepped backwards out of her room and closed the door. I was blushing, and at the same time, laughing. Deciding that Brandon could help her get ready, I exited the dorm and made my way to class. When I walked out of the dorm building, a blast of icy wind shook my body. I saw Gerard’s car still parked in front of our dorm, which I thought, was weird. I shrugged and continued walking in the nippy air. It felt good; I’d rather shiver than die of a heatstroke. I pocketed my hands and kept my head low as I walked towards my first class.

In the weeks that had passed, we had begun to move onto progressively harder drawing techniques. I’m sure we’d have an assignment due, considering I had a Photo 1 project, to take a simplistic picture of a person (which I haven’t even thought about until now), an Art History test which I knew I would ace, an in-class assignment in animation, and the AD 2-D mystical creature drawing.

I perked my head up at the sound of someone following me. I turned around to make a joke about her and Brandon.

“So, did y-“I started laughing, but stopped once I laid my eyes upon a girl with viciously orange hair and blood-red eyes. She continued walking towards me, anger in each step. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck” I thought as she came up to me. Without stopping, she whispered into my ear.

“There’s no one to protect you now, sugar.” She teased, and continued walking, brushing past me. The girl didn’t look back. My eyes widened in fear. How could she have known that Gerard even called me that? I gasped aloud, feeling really stupid I hadn’t realized it before. The Goths were vampires too.

Why didn’t Gerard tell me that? And why did she know that! Or was that a coincidence? When I turned to look for her, she was gone. I stood bewildered at what just happened. What did she even mean? Something in my mind made me realize if I didn’t hurry I would be late for Life Drawing. I sped towards the building, trying to look out for anymore of the vampires.

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I stepped out of animation, my last class of the day. I was tired and scared, but I knew now that I would definitely have to go and talk to Gerard, to see if I was right about the Goths. I walked out into the darkness and immediately felt unsafe. I also was worried; I hadn’t seen or heard from Gerard all day.

I ran as fast as I could towards his dorm. I burst inside the doors, running up to the second floor. Slowing my pace, I walked to door #3. I knocked.

“Hello, Gee? It’s me, Rosalie. Open up please.” I said, pressing my ear against the door to try and see if I could hear him, but there was no reply. I backed away from the door, nervous. I reached out and twisted the knob. It was unlocked. The door creaked open, revealing an empty dorm. I shuffled inside, closing the door behind me; and locking it.

“Gerard? Gerard, are you here?” I called, but got no response. I slowly walked to his room, which was deserted as well. I bit my lip and walked back to the living room, and sat on the couch. Taking out my phone, I saw I had a text from Nina.

“Sorry ‘bout this morning boo. :* going to be out late 2nite, don’t wait up xoxo.” It read, and I chuckled. Gripping the couch, I texted Gerard.

“Hey, where are you? I need to talk to you.” I typed, and sent it. Minutes passed, and there was no reply. It got darker and darker; there was no moon tonight. I turned on some lights in the room, trying to comfort myself. I dropped onto the couch and laid there. I buried my face in the cushion, and immediately smelled him. I smiled, all my worry melting away for the few joyous seconds. My phone buzzed, and my head shot up to see Gerard’s reply. Only, it wasn’t Gerard. It was just a twitter update. I sighed, frustrated. I didn’t want to be a clingy weirdo, but this was really important and I needed to talk to Gerard.


***Gerard’s POV***


I sat quietly in the bushed, patiently waiting for the cougar to turn his back to me. I salivated, wanting so desperately a meal. The last time I had drunk was before college, and it was a human. I shuddered at the thought, but quickly regained focus on the cougar as it started to turn away from me, stalking his own prey.

“BZZ” went my phone, and the cougar turned around, crouching low. “Shit.” I thought, and ignored it. Hopefully it was just an update on something, and not someone who would be texting me constantly. The cougar seemed content there was no one there and turned back to its dinner. I started to creep forward, readying myself to launch at the animal. As I was about to spring, my phone went off… again.

“BZZZZZ BZZZZZZ BZZZZZ BZZZZZZ” It rang and the cougar turned around, alarmed for one second, before it ran off into the woods.

“Fuck!” I said, and began to chase after it. I raced through the thick woods of upper New York, tracking the mammal by smelling its trail. It finally came into view, and I made my move. Using all the power in my legs, I forced myself off the ground and launched myself at the cougar. I tackled it, hearing some of its ribs crack. It roared in anger as I fought to its neck.

“I’m sorry.” I whispered, before sinking my ready fangs into its muscly flesh. Warm blood began to fill my mouth, and I closed my eyes. The burning in my throat was quickly going away. The cougar struggled, gave one, two breaths, and then died. I hated killing animals, but I hated killing people more. I finished off my meal, wiping the blood that dripped from my mouth. Some had gotten onto my white dress shirt, but that was ok. It’s not like this is the first time this had happened.

Annoyed, I pulled out my phone to see who had texted and called me. I chocked on my spit when I saw they were both from Rose.

“Hey, where are you? I need to talk to you.” It read. I closed my eyes. It was going to be really hard to try and forget her. My heart ached at the thought, but I knew it was best. For her, maybe not for me, but for her. I quickly dialed her number, and held the phone up to my ear. After only two rings, she picked up.

“Gerard! Where are you?” She sniffled. It felt like someone was punching me in the gut, hearing her distressed.

“I’m out. Why?” I replied quietly. I couldn’t exactly tell her that I was out for a meal; that would freak her out.

“Gerard, I’m scared. One of the Goths came up to me and said ‘There’s no one to protect you now sugar.’ They’re vampires, aren’t they? They know that I know, but I don’t know what she means!” Rose frantically said. Shit. I didn’t want her to find out they were vampires, for her safety. And they knew I was away from campus, which meant she was fair game.

“Rosalie, where are you?” I said seriously into the phone, clenching my fist. She needed to be safe.

“Erm… in your dorm…” She muttered. I smiled, but quickly got back to the topic.

“No, that’s good. Stay there, lock the doors and windows and close the blinds. Turn off as many lights as you can, and go into my room. Lock that door too. I will be there as soon as possible.” I said quickly.

“Gerard, you’re scaring me.” She whimpered.

“Sugar, it’s gonna be fine. Just please do what I said. I’ll be there soon.” I said, hanging up. Right as I went to put my phone in my pocket, it buzzed again. I glanced at it, and my mouth dropped in horror.

“You better hurry, or there will be none left for you.” The text read. I didn’t have the number in my phone, but I knew who it was.

“ROSALIE!” I screamed, my breath coming out like smoke. I ran, faster than I have ever ran before, hoping I could reach her in time.

Notes

Rosalie walking in on Nina and Brandon:

Cliffhanger :o

Will Gerard be able to reach Rosalie in time, or will she become a meal to the Goths?

Rose's outfit

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