Fell In Love With A Vampire.

_______________PATRICK'S POV______________________

"You were fucking there weren't you?" Vic growls, his face full of rage. I'm scared he's going to jump up and rip me to pieces because even though he's unbelievably injured he is still strong enough. Vic's fists clench and the guilt of just watching Vic get beaten up then letting Gerard take Scarlett rises inside me.
"Vic... I'm so sorry... I..." I'm cut of by Vic, he pounces at me, knocking me to the floor. Within seconds I'm trapped in a full on tackle with Vic. His strong fists fly at me as he cries and screams.
"HOW COULD YOU STAND THERE AND WATCH?!" Vic cries, I'm not going to fight Vic back.. I deserve this. I curl up and take Vic's shouting and hitting.
"Fuck Vic get off!" I eventually cry out. I hear Vic's cries increase as he is hauled of me and dragged away by his stressed brother.
"Vic fucking calm down okay" Mike snaps at his crazed brother. Vic has this scary insane look in his eyes. Mike pulls his brother off the floor and stands him up, then he takes him by the shoulders and makes Vic look at him.
"Calm down" Mike says in authority over Vic,
"No" Vic growls and tries weakly to pull away from his brothers grip. Mike scowls and drags his mess of a brother out of hid room and into Vic's.

____________________VIC'S POV________________

I've been locked in my bedroom for ages. I can't stop pacing the room, fuck.. how long has it been? There's no clock in here but I can literallyhear it ticking in my head. Everything is telling me Gerard's hurt Scarlett, like I have some sort of weird sixth sense. I've hung a towel over my tiny attic window because I just can't stand the fucking light any more. I want Scarlett back and then I wan to just go hide in some comfy, quiet, dark place with her. Why am I so fucking messed up? Why did I have to start fighting Patrick? He didn't even defend himself, he let me hit him. Now I feel bad because I know if Patrick was never there we wouldn't have any idea where Gerard's taken my girl anyway. I hear Patrick and Mikey talking about what they are going to do and I keep shouting to them, begging them to let me out.

"Mike let me out please!" I beg, my voice cracked and in a sad sob as I curl up on the floor by my bed. Mike and Patrick are ignoring me, I need to say something that will force them to open the door.
"Mike I'm thirsty and the light is hurting me please!" I sob, sitting up and leaning my back against the side of my bed. I tip my head back and wait and hope that Mike isn't that mean that he'll let me go thirsty. After about 20 seconds I hear a annoyed scowl come from Mike and then I hear footsteps. I am actually quite thirsty now so I guess it isn't an excuse for Mike to let me out any more. The footsteps reach my door...
"Vic you've only been in there for like an hour?" Mike scowls, he hasn't opened the door though. He's speaking on the other side of my locked door.
"I know but I'm thirsty" I sob, using my saddest tone to make Mike feel bad. It works.
"God dammit Vic" Mike grumbles then I hear a click and the door unlocks, I jump up, desperate to get out.

Mike opens the door and looks around my small bedroom for a moment, then he looks at me.
"You blocked of the light how is it hurting you?" Mike frowns,
"It's not but I'm thirsty" I moan. Walking towards the door. Mike catches me by the arm before I can get out but then he looks into my pleading puppy eyes for a moment.
"Fine.." Mike sighs and pulls me out of the room and back into his.

I'm forced to sit on his bed and he hands me a cup of blood. Patrick sits in the corner avoiding my eye contact. I feel real fucking bad now when I look at the bruises I put on him. I guess the small, fragile and cowardly guy wouldn't have stood a chance against Ray and Gerard. He probably would have got killed, almost like me.

I'm about to lift the cup to my lips when I sigh and pull it away again.
"I'm sorry Patrick" I mumble, looking down and the crimson liquid in my hands. I see Patrick's eyes flick up at me from the corner of my eye,
"It's fine.. I deserved it.." He says.
"No you didn't" I quickly answer, looking at him for a moment.
"Any way drink that we have a plan" Mike cuts in. What plan? I listen to him and quickly drink the cold blood. It slides down my throat and it's good taste fills my mouth as I gulp and swallow. Soon I've finished the cup and I'm sat there licking my lips. My whole body still hurts, I'm in agony but I'm completely ignoring the pain. I don't care about it. I just want Scarlett back so badly.

"What plan?" I eagerly break the silence and they both look at me.
"Gerard has taken her to London, specifically Stratford, so I'm going to go there and find her for you.. I promise" Patrick says, then silence falls again. I that the plan? Is that all they have?
"Where about's in Stratford? You can't do that alone Patrick, I mean no offence but Gerard is stronger than you" I say. Patrick knows I'm right.
"Well Mike has to look after you and Frank and Mikey won't exactly help me, I mean that's his friend and brother.." Patrick said, he doubted his own words.
"Aren't you forgetting there someone else in this house?" I smirk. I know Patrick and Jack argue for stupid reasons a lot so I guess it will be fun to make them work together for once.
"I ain't doing anything with Jack, he's so childish and immature" Patrick growls, knowing he will end up going all the way to Stratford with Jack. I grin and tilt my head at him suggestively.
"No way Vic.. He won't do it anyway..." Patrick grumbles.
"Oh he will, Jack loves Scarlett" I smile. I know Jack has a crush on Scarlett. Who doesn't? She's so fucking cute.
"For fuck's sake" Patrick mumbles. I chuckle. Mike has been sat listening the whole time. He's laughing to himself.
"It's not funny I hate Jack!" Patrick groans, annoyed at our laughter.
"Oh you love each other really" Mike laughs. Patrick scowls.

I stand up, maybe this will work. Maybe in a couple days I have Scarlett in my arms again.
"Where are you going?" Mike looks at me. I wish he's fucking trust me a little more sometimes.
"To find Jack?" I say,
"Oh, yeah.." Mike stands up and follows after me, then Patrick follows along too.
"Guys please don't make me go with Jack" Patrick moans and begs as he drags he feet behind us.
"You can't go alone" Mike says.
"I'd happily go alone" Patrick pleads. Me and Mike laugh as we venture of to find Jack.

______________JACK'S POV_________________

"GERARD DID WHAT? HOW THE FUCK DID I MISS ALL THIS?!" I shout, anger filling me up. How dare he take Scarlett and almost kill Vic. Fuck I want to go find her now. I can see the loss and pain in Vic's eyes. Like some part of him has been ripped away.
"I actually have no idea how you missed all this. You always seem to know everything" Patrick finally speaks up. That's the first time he's said a thing in this whole conversation. I guess he doesn't talk much but he's always teasing me.
"Well why aren't we fucking looking for her?!" I say, I feel my mouth hanging open as I stare at Mike, Vic and Patrick in shock. I thought Vic would be looking for her, I thought he would be hunting Gerard down and ripping him to pieces.
"The only reason Vic isn't looking for her is because Mike had to lock him in his room for about an hour to stop him going insane" Patrick says. He just answered my question without me saying it.. he must have been reading my thoughts.
"Don't invade my thoughts Patrick" I shoot an annoyed glare at him and he chuckles.
"Sorry kid" He smirks. Go dammit he winds me up
"I'm not a kid" I growl. Everyone calls me a 'kid'. Scarlett is the youngest so they can stop calling me a kid now.

"Whatever you too stop bickering.. Jack?" Mike interrupts.
"Yeah" I look at him.
"You have to come and find Scarlett with me" Patrick says before Mike can answer me himself. I want to go find Scarlett, if that means going with Patrick then whatever. It will be fun to piss him off.
"Great, now I get a good chance to piss you off" I smirk at Patrick. He scowls.
"Do you actually have any idea where she is?" I look at them all now.
"Stratford" Mike says. I notice Vic has become increasingly quiet. That's worrying he usually talks a lot.
"Where in Stratford, I mean it's got like a 10 kilometre radius??" I question. Please don't tell me they have no idea. Patrick shrugs. Fuck.
"It's a big place, we need to know more if we're going to find her" I say. Am I the only one using any fucking logic here. Jesus christ...
"Maybe..." Vic says, then he trails of before he finishes. He's taking deep breaths even though he doesn't need to breath. He's gone pale and he's swaying on his feet a little. Like he's dizzy. We all look at him.
"Vic what is it?" Mike asks, taking his little brother's arm to stop him swaying and stumbling.
"Maybe Mikey knows where he's taken her..." Vic breaths. Mike starts realising something is wrong with his brother.
"I doubt it. Gerard hated Mikey, he probably wouldn't even bother to say goodbye" Patrick grumbles.
"How would you know?" I snap before realising it was a stupid question.
"Oh I don't know.. maybe because I have FUCKING TELEPATHY?!" Patrick shouts in a sarcastic tone .

"Whatever you too it's worth a shot... Vic are you okay?" Mike says. Looking worriedly at his stumbling little brother.
"I don't know, I feel sick" Vic says in a quiet moan.
"Okay Jack, Patrick you two go find Mikey, I'm going to take Vic back to his room he looks like he might pass out" Mike hesistated. We both nodded and Mike quickly leads away his stumbling brother. I look bad at Patrick and he looks at me.
"No more fighting okay? I'm serious we have to find her for him." Patrick says in a serious tone.
"Fine. No more fighting" I reply. And without another word Patrick walks away down the corridor in search for Gerard's brother Mikey and I follow quickly behind him.

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We find Mikey after about 20 minutes of walking around and looking, he's in the giant dining room with Frank. The one with the massive chandelier and the extremely long table. Vic always likes this room. I think it was his favourite. He always wanted to come here. The chandelier would almost sparkle in a way and set a glimmer across the whole room. It was pretty.
"Can we help?" Frank says looking at Patrick who stands about a metre in front of me.
"Yeah actually we need to speak to Mikey" Patrick says, not looking at Frank but at Gerard's quiet brother. I've hardly said I word to that guy in the ten years I've been here. Mikey and Frank are both sitting on the table. Their legs dangling over the edge.
"What is it?" Mikey furrows his eyebrows and hops of the table. Looking at us both.
"Do you know where you're brother is?" I question the thin, lanky boy.
"No, he just went. He didn't care to tell me anything" Mikey frowns and speaks almost in a sad tone as the dark eyes behind his glasses wander to the floor.
"I knew it" Patrick sighs and swings himself round, walking away. I'm not giving up.
"Wait" I mumble, looking back at a disappointed and frustrated Patrick. Patrick stops and turns around again. Frank and Mikey stare at us blankly.

"Phone him" I say in an emotionless tone,
"Why? He won't answer" Mikey groans, almost as if he doesn't want to speak to his brother. Mikey probably doesn't I mean his brother is an ass hole.
"Just try please. He's taken Scarlett" I beg, looking pleadingly at Mikey.
"What? He took her with him? I thought he just went of alone" Frank finally speaks up, his eyes are wide.
"Yeah and we need to know where he is in case he hurts her" Patrick says getting impatient. I can tell he just wants to find Scarlett..
"He wouldn't hurt her!" Mikey frowns in defence of Gerard.
"He already has, look Mikey please we can't waste anymore time just phone him" I plead.
"Fine" He mutters and pulls his phone from his back pocket.

The screen lights up and his finger scrolls the screen until he gets to Gerard's name on his contact list. Then Mikey pauses.
"What do I say if he answers?" He mumbles looking up at me and Patrick.
"Just ask he if he is okay so it's not suspicious then ask him where he is.. say nothing about us though.." Patrick grunts, tapping his foot lightly on the wooden floor.
Mikey presses his screen and puts it on loud speaker for us all to hear. It rings a couple times and then...

"Hello" A voice sounds out through the speaker. Gerard. That ass hole.
"G..Gerard it's Mikey" Mikey stammers out,
"Mikey what do you want?" Gerard grunts. What a twat.
"Are you okay?" Mikey spluttered,
"I'm fucking fine what do you want?" Gerard spat.
"Where are you?" Mikey cried. His voice breaking as his worry for Gerard litreally flooded out. You could see Mikey cared for and loved his elder brother but Gerard was just say a dick to Mikey all the fucking time. I hear Gerard's sigh and then a pause.
"I'm on the south side of Startford with Scarlett. In some new estate they never finished building." Gerard sighed. A tone of guilt in his voice.
"Right but are you sure you're okay?" Mikey asks trying not to sound suspicious. A piece of hope rises inside me.
"Yeah I've got to go" Gerard suddenly blurts out. I hear a cry in the background. A girls cry. Scarlett. What the fuck is he doing to her? The phone cuts out with a high pitched bleep and now we know where we have to go. Something tells me it's best to get there fast.
"Thanks Mikey... and Frank.. we have to go bye" Patrick splutters before rushing out. I give them both a small smile and then follow after Patrick.

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I'm sat in Vic's room. Telling him what happened with Mikey and Frank, reassuring him we know where to go now. Me and Patrick thought we should make sure Vic was okay and tell Mike and Vic before we go. Patrick has spoken to Mike and I'm speaking to Vic. He just seems upset and heartbroken. His voice is filled with sadness and loss and that hurts me too.
"Okay Jack we have to go" Patrick says as he enters Vic's small attic room and looks sadly at the broken, pained boy on the bed.
"Okay" I mutter and stand up.
"I want to come" Vic begs. Trying to sit up.
"No no no Vic you're all beaten up, you have to let Mike look after you okay?" I say as I lightly push Vic back down against his bed. He sighs in annoyed tone. I know how weak he is right now so he has to stay here.
"Fine" he mumbles. Patrick smiles slightly at Vic then walks out of the room. I'm about to follow after him but then Vic's voice break's out behind me.
"Jack?" He mumbles.
"Yeah" I answer turning back around. He pauses for a moment then says.

"Promise me you'll find her for me and whatever happens you will make sure she is safe and that nobody is going to hurt her any more... Because she is so precious you know?" Vic says in a hoarse voice. Tears filing his eyes. I give him a weak smile and say.

"I promise"

Notes

Okay so I did a really long chapter for you guys! In the next chapter shit will hit the fan I promise! Guess which mother fucker is going to get found and guess which girl is going to finally get rescued. ;)
I don't like to spoil things but you guys seem to be dying of feels right now so I promise the ending to this will probably make you cry in happiness :3

This story will finish in about 6 or 7 chapters max and I promise it has an extremely happy ending

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