Fell In Love With A Vampire.

_______GERARD'S POV____________

"Drink it" I growled, holding the cup of blood out to her,
"No" Scarlett scowled
"If you don't drink this what I'm about to do to you will kill you" Her eyes were suddenly filled with fear. I hated myself for what I was going to do but if it would get her to obey me it was going to happen. Vampires don't have a lot of blood but they need a little. Because they are dead their blood just kind of wastes away and disappears, when you have none left you die as a vampire. That's why you have to drink blood. To top up basically, but Scarlett hasn't drunken anything since she got here so if I want her blood she has to drink some.
"What are you going to do?" She looked up at me with desperate, pleading eyes. fuck she was so beautiful.
"You see I'm really thirsty Scarlett and your blood just tastes so good.." I trailed of.
"No Gerard please! I'm sorry" I'll never run away again" She begged, her beautiful dark eyes filling with tears,
"Do you want to die Scarlett?" I asked. My voice harsh. I wasn't giving in to her no matter how tempted I was, she was going to pay for disobeying me.
"N..no" Scarlett muttered
"Then drink this right now" I forced the cup in to her hands.

Scarlett sat there on my bed, staring at the cup of dark red liquid.
"You've got 10 seconds Scarlett I'm getting real thirsty here" I smirked
"Fine" She mumbled, lifting the cup to her pale, pink lips. Scarlett drunk the blood. Quickly gulping it down. After about 10 seconds she took the cup away and slammed it down on the table,
"That's fucking disgusting" She grimaced
"You'll get used to it sugar" I whispered, I could smell her amazing blood, god I wanted it so bad, every part of me ached for that sweet taste.
"Gerard please don't" Scarlett cried as I leaned in,
"Shh don't worry darling" I whispered, then I pushed her back, pinning her down against my bed. Leaning over her.
"No no no please I'm sorry" Scarlett struggled, frantically trying to push me of her, it was no use. She was so weak and the blood she had drunken hadn't had an affect yet.
"Shhhh, I love you.. it's okay" I said, pressing my lips against her neck as she cried. God I was an ass hole.

I pierced her neck with my fangs, straight away getting that unbelievably amazing taste. Fuck it was so good. Scarlett let out a pained scream, begging me to stop. I clamped my hand over her mouth, I couldn't bare to hear her desperate cries. Her blood was the best thing I've ever tasted by a billion miles. I let a pleasured moan escape my lungs as I took more and more of her precious blood. Savouring the taste as I held her down beneath me. I couldn't stop. It was so good. The more I took the less she fought against me, her screams slowly fading out under my hand across her mouth. Am I killing her? I don't know. I Can't stop, I can't, I can't I can't. After about 10 more seconds I forced myself from her neck, knowing if I took much more I'd kill her for sure.

Scarlett was quiet, pained groans slowly escaping through her lips soft, pale lips. Her eyes were closed. I sat up watching her worried. Fuck. I got of her and pulled her into my arms, wrapping my arms around her tightly. She leaned her head against my chest. Tears slipping down her face. I couldn't bare it.
"Please don't cry.. I love you" I whispered. Pressing my lips against her cheek and wiping her tears. Then she passed out. I took her wrist, she was still wearing my jumper I forced her to wear the other day. I found a pulse in her wrist, letting out a sigh of relief, knowing I hadn't killed this beautiful girl. I didn't want to kill her. Just punish her. Then I noticed, the lines of scars on her wrist. How the fuck didn't I notice these before? They must have been from when she was a human. Why would Scarlett hurt herself she is so fucking perfect? It made me mad. The thought of Scarlett cutting her beautiful porcelain skin. Almost bringing tears to my eyes. Fuck I was going to find out why she did that.

I lay her down and pulled my duvet over her. Her raven black her had fallen across her face, I lightly brushed it away. What have I done. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath I didn't need, giving myself a moment to think. She was so beautiful. I lay down beside her. looking at her perfect face. All she wanted was to go home, but I was to in love to loose her. I was insane.

Then I heard voices coming up the hall, I think it was Mikey's voice.... and Frank..shit shit shit. They were getting closer to my door. I stood up, wiping my mouth. It was annoying I couldn't see myself in a mirror to wipe the blood away. I did the best I could. Dragging my sleeve over my mouth.
"Gerard are you okay?!" Mikey said, running up to me, Frank following behind him.
"I'm fine, what do you want?" I growled at my annoying little brother.
"Well you got into fight with Mike didn't you?.. where is Scarlett?!" Mikey spoke, looking behind me. Then he gasped when he saw Scarlett, tucked up in bed.
"Mikey she's fine okay, I'm fine too. Me and Mike didn't really fight. He just spoke to me.." I just wanted Frank and Mikey to get out. Frank hadn't said a word yet. he stood behind Mikey, glaring at me.
"She's clearly not okay" Frank grunted, making his first attempt to speak to me, I ignored him. That idiot was supposed to be my friend and he was going against me!
"What did Mike say?!" Mikey persisted. Fuck sake.
"It doesn't matter get out!" I groaned, getting pissed of. Neither of them budged. I would have to go off somewhere with them.
"Lets go hunting or something? Okay, yeah lets go" I spoke, begging to hurry them both out of the door, not waiting for an answer.
"Dude you have blood all over your mouth, you don't need to go hunting" Frank growled.
"Yeah I do okay? Let's go, come on, whatever" I pushed them both out the door, following behind them and closing the door. I guess I would come back for Scarlett in the morning. It was the middle of the night and going out hunting now would be useless because all the animals would be hidden away in holes and caves, asleep. Oh well. It's he only way to keep them away from Scarlett.


_____________(MIKE'S POV)____________________

I could hear Vic, muttering to himself in his bedroom. He did that a lot when he was upset, angry or worried. I think he was worried. Worried about Scarlett and what Gerard would do to her. I had just got back from getting blood from the cellar (where we kept it all) and I had seen Gerard walking towards the front door with Frank and his brother. Probably going hunting but I don't know why. Going out hunting in the middle of the night is pointless. Scarlett wasn't with them though and that is what worried me, what has Gerard done with her,

Fuck Vic is still talking to himself. I can't leave him in there like that. I care about my brother a lot. I just want him to be happy for once. I'm going to get him and we are going to go see is she is okay, I know until Vic know's he won't stop talking to himself.

"Vic..?" I open his attic door slightly, poking my head in. He is rocking back and forth on the edge of his bed, He looks up at me then looks away again. Staring at the floor.
"What?" He mutters,
"Do you want to go and see if Scarlett is okay?" I say in a calm, comforting voice. He perks up, her name seems to make him smile for a moment. But then his smile quickly fades. I know a lot about my brother you see, I've been with him for 139 years I guess.
"She'll be with Gerard though?" He tone was sad, damaged.
"No she isn't. I just saw Gerard leaving to go somewhere with Frank and Mikey. Scarlett isn't with them," Vic suddenly jumps up, heading for them door, pulling it open and running past me. He cares about that girl a lot. I'm going to make sure Gerard doesn't hurt her.. for Vic. She doesn't deserve it either.

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The most obvious place she would be is in Gerard's room, we were walking down the dim, long halls.. well Vic was running.
"Hurry up Mike!" Vic groaned, taking my arm and forcing me to run with him.
"Okay! Okay!" I shout, running as well know.

We finally reach Gerard's door. Vic is literally bursting with worry, desperate to know she is okay.
"You sure Gerard won't be in there" Vic whispered,
"I'm sure bro" I replied, smiling at him.

Vic Pushed open the door. He went in and I followed beside him.
"Scarlett" Vic breathed. Shock hitting his face. I saw her lying there. In Gerard's bed, asleep. But vampires don't sleep. Vampires just go into this sleepy daydream that they can be woken up out of to the slightest sound. Vic ran to her side. Sitting on the edge of the bed and shaking her lightly, I sat next to him..
"Scarlett?! Scarlett please wake -up" Vic cried, I sat there, not knowing what to do. I was suddenly unable to speak, it was like the world was stopping,
"Mike Help me!" Vic cried out, tears spilling down his face as he put his hands behind his head. gritting his teeth in sadness. I had to help my little brother.
"Move out the way Vic" I mumbled. Vic stood up pacing the room, anger suddenly hitting him.

I moved closer to Scarlett, pulling back the covers and getting hold of her wrist. Desperately searching for a pulse on her lifeless, beautiful body. I saw something, scars on her wrist... did she do that? I guess I'f find out another time but right now I needed her alive. Vic still paced the room behind me, crying his eyes out. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Come on... be alive. There was no heart beat. There was no pulse.. Everything was silent. It felt like the world was collapsing, like I'd just ripped out mine and my brothers hearts. And then I heard Vic's cry break through the silence.

"SHE'S DEAD ISN'T SHE?!"

Notes

MWHAHAHAHA I'M SO EVIL! THIS IS THE END. STORY OVER! JKS JKS JKS THE STORY ISN'T OVER COME BACK! I'm just going to leave you with this until tomorrow when I will update. I told you something awful would happen! What will happen now? Is Scarlett really dead? What will happen to Vic? ENJOY! x