Living in the Light

Im fucking scared right now. Like what if these people know that I wasnt brought to the court right after or before I was changed. I can just feel myself shaking in this seat. A hand came into my view it was my fathers. He rested it on my knee giving it a good squeeze and I stopped.

“Dont be nervous Franklin. Everything will be fine.” Okay those are the words I was waiting to hear.

“Alright. I trust you.”

The fog seemed to have lighten up as we were getting closer to the magnificent castle. The car was slowing down to as we pulled up. We were greeted by these two monstrous cyclopes. One had a sphere in his hand ready to kill intruders. Hopefully not me. And the other had a big, old, dusty, book. They must be symbolizing something.

“They represent Knowledge and Murder....In case you were wondering.” Mikey said pushing up his glasses onto his face more.

I swear these people can read my thought half the time. My stomach all of a sudden started to hurt as we were getting out of the car. Like it was painful. I wrapped my arm around my stomach as we started walking getting some weird looks from my dad. Ouch! There it goes again. This time it was worst. Like a bolt of pain shooting through it all the way to my back. What the hell is going on? I doubled over in pain getting down to my knees as the pain kept going.

“Are you okay Frank??!” Mikey asked running to my side. My father quickly following behind him.

“Im just as....Ouch!...confused...as you.” I could barely form a sentence because of so much pain. That when it hit me. Gerard must be in trouble. Now that I can feel it I know that he is as we get closer and closer.

Mikey started rubbing my back as my dad started checking me for any signs of anything broken or something. Thats when they stopped. I looked up at them to see whats going on and they were smelling the air. I looked back down at my stomach feelings as it was kinda wet I moved my hand so I could see what going on down there. Blood. Blood was coming from me. Worst part is. Im surronded by a whole bunch of vampires and werewolves and other creatures.

“We need to get you out of here.” My dad said grabbing my arm to pull me back up. We started jogging to an entrance. But as we did the pain got worst. So terrible I started hissing. It felt like I was being punch hard in the stomach or someone was ripping out my insides. Oh I hope that last one wasnt happening to Gerard. I would kill myself it was.

“Are...we..almost there?”

“Yeah just hang in there Frank.”

We were now running down these hallways as my dad was searching for Gerard and medical supplies. This place is creepy as fuck. If this is where all the supernaturals go they could at least clean this place up. I mean the walls were covered in this greenish slim that seeped from the ceiling. And the lighting was so bad like it a green lighting and I could barely see myself since my stomach was knocking the shit out of the rest of me. My dad stopped making me and Mikey bump into the back of him. He shushed us and we did as were told. Why are we stopped though? I thought to myself. I peeked my head around the corner we were about to make to see what the hold up was.

I almost pissed myself. I nearly fainted thank god for Mikey that he caught me before I fell on him. I had to cover my mouth. It was one of those things from earlier. What was it called? A chanchee? No...thats not it. Oh it was a banshee. It was like feeding. I hope it was Gerard. Pray it was Gerard. Please dont let that have been Gerard right there. I looked again. It looked like a...um....I dont even know but whatever it was it had hooves for feet. We waited for what seemed like a good fifteen minutes for that thing to leave a bloody mess on the ground. The pain came back again but not as bad. But I was still holding my stomach in place. We continued following my dad ever-so-quietly.

Twist and turn down the nearly pitched black hallways till we got to this semi bright hallway. There were jail cells. All I could make out from the darkness were three pairs of pale hands. I really do hope those hands came with bodies and that they werent just hands there. My ears started to hear silent whispering. It was really soft flowing almost. My feet started pulling the rest of me down that hallway to the hands. I heard Mikey and Lawrence start freaking out a bit hissing and growling telling me to come back to them. I was trying but some sort of force was pulling me to the hands. As I got closer I noticed in the cell to left of me there were two people in them. I tried looking closer and I was a great midnight beast with a...human? Vampire? Resting against it. Eyes wide with fear. Shaking almost as if they except me to kill them. My feet suddenly stopped in front of the cell across from the other one. It smelt like a dom not sure though. I leaned against the cell bars to get a better look.

It was a body leaning up against a wall. It had white hair but the rest of it was covered in black with bloody marks on the wall. I sniffed the air once again and that scent. The one that always sent shivers down my spine, the one that smelt like a mixture of cigarettes, blood, and coffee. The one that made me melt a bit inside when ever I smell it. It was Gerard. I nearly jumped for joy. But I was confused. Why was his blood all over the place.

I opened my mouth with my hands clutching the rusty old bars leaning closer than ever. My voice came out in the softest whisper that only if you had super hearing you could hear what I was saying. “Gee..Im here.”

Surely enough he looked up at me with his big hazel eyes. Clutching his stomach like I was earlier. He fell a couple of times as he attempted to walk over to me. Spitting his blood out as he walked over. He must be starved it was a good thing I packed him those little blood bottle the other day. As he limped into the light he looked dead. His once perfectly pale white face was now covered with a black eye over his right eye and dark shadows falling over his cheek bones and mouth. His hair was now covered in dirt and blood. He looked like he was on deaths bed.

“F-Frankie....Get..u-us. Out.”

I nodded at him as he reached where I was standing. His hand clutching on to his side and hand resting on the bar to keep him up. I looked up into his hazel eyes which were now drained of any source of life. It was sad to look at him this way. I caressed his face with my hand and he leaned into the touch giving me a week smile.

“I love you.. I want you to know that. We will get you out of here.”

Thats when I remembered I packed a bottle of blood in Mikey's bag. I signaled for Lawrence and Mikey to come over and they did. Making sure the coast was clear. As Mikey came over I reached into his bag and pulled out the red murky stuff that Gerard just needed right now. I poured some in the lid of the thermos for him and gave it to him. His eyes went wide with hungry as he smelt his favorite O negative. He drank that down like there was no tomorrow. He was already getting back to normal to an extent.

“My...f-friends. Need some.” He pointed in the direction of the now transformed werewolf and vampire. I have to admit that werewolf in human form was really hot. And that vampire. He looks familiar. I poured them each some to drink and they said thank you in return.

Notes

This chapter is insane. Like Frank feels what Gerard feels and it seems like Gerard feels hurt and guilt and the darkness. But what happened to him? Why does Frank say his blood is everywhere? Who could have done this to Gerard? So many unanswerable questions until the next chapter!! YAY!!!


Title Credit: Asking Alexandria 'Run Free' I LOVE YOU BEN BRUCE!!! (If your reading this)...