Fell In Love With A Vampire.

We were driving up to Stratford in Patrick's car now. Out of everyone at the house there was only 4 cars. One was Patrick's, one was Gerard's, one was Frank's and one was Mike's. Patrick was driving because oh my god he would never trust me.
"So what was actually wrong with Vic earlier... You know when he went all dizzy?" I question, furrowing my eyebrows as my vision moves from the window to Patrick. He must know what happened, he was talking to Mike while I was talking to Vic.
"Oh he just didn't give himself enough time to recover that's all, I mean he only rested for about an hour and a half after almost dying then he was on his feet again. I guess the pain just caught up with him" Patrick babbles.
"He pushes himself too hard sometimes" I mumble. My eyes looking out the window again at passing cars and tree's.
"Vic just wants Scarlett back... That's all" Patrick says. His tone almost sad. I feel like there is something he isn't telling me.

"You seem real eager to find her you know" I persist, hoping what I think he is hiding will slip out. Patrick was so impatient when we were talking to Mikey and Frank earlier.
"Yeah I have to do this or I'll hate myself" He frowns a little as he speaks and I know now there is something I haven't been told.
"Why?" I ask. Patrick pauses and hesitates for a moment.
"I guess I might as well tell you.. everyone else knows" He mumbles. Then he lets out a quiet and short annoyed sigh before saying.
"When Vic was getting beaten up by Gerard and Ray I... I was watching from around the corner but I was too scared to help him... I saw Gerard take Scarlett too... And I stood and watched" Guilt rises in Patrick's voice as he speaks. I was not expecting that.
"So you didn't even attempt to help him?!" I blurt. My mouth hanging open as I stare at the small, weak man beside me.
"No... So this is why I have to get Scarlett... To make up for being such a dick" He snaps. But he doesn't snap at me. It feels like he's insulting himself.
"Oh my god Patrick" I grimace, how could he fucking watch his friend get beaten to death? What kind of fucking guy is he?
"Yeah I know I'm a prick okay... I hate myself for it" He grunts. His eyes have not left the road for this whole conversation. It's like he can't bare to look into my angry eyes. Right now I'm fucking mad as hell at him, all of this could have never happened if he wasn't so pathetic.

It's going to take about 3 hours to get there and we have been driving for an hour... so about 2 hours left I guess. Damn why do Bristol and Stratford have to be far apart. In this tiny place we call England everything seems close but nope. Bristol and Stratford seem light years apart.
I lean my head against the cold car window and let my eyes close. Just for a moment. I can still hear the radio buzz and the quiet hum of the car engine as I fall into a daze. Maybe when I wake-up (or come out of this daze because I'm not actually asleep) We'll be there.

__________PATRICKS POV___________________________

'STRATFORD'
Thats what the large blue and white sign says ahead of me. Finally, Jack has been asleep for about 2 hours now. Lazy fuck. How can he even sleep that long when he's a vampire? We aren't even supposed to sleep but he still manages to do it for two thirds of the journey. Now where do I go? Gerard said south Stratford right? Yeah that's what Gerard said to Mikey on the phone. I have a sat-nav but it is pretty useless when I don't know where I want to go. I think for a moment.
Gerard is in some un-finished, abandonedestate in south of Stratford . There can't be that many un-finished estates. This place is big but when you break-up it down into North, East. South and West it's really not. Okay this sat-nav has a compass on the screen so I'll just go straight south for now. Fuck I need to wake-up Jack. I lightly push his shoulder and he lets out an annoyed and tired moan, batting my hand away.
"What?" He grumbles, rubbing his eyes.
"Wake-up sleepy head" I chuckle. I know this will piss him off.
"Don't talk to me like a kid god dammit" Jack groans as he sits up properly.
"You are a kid though. Only 10 years old" I smirk.
"Yeah as a vampire but if you add my human years I'm 28 so shut the fuck up" He growls and I laugh even more. Calling him a child is the best way to wind him up.
"That's nothing on me though. I lost count of how old I am. I'm almost 200 but I look 21"
"Yeah well I look 18 so I look younger and nicer than you" He smirks.
"That's bad kid, don't want to look too young" I give him a sarcastic grin back.

"Twat" He grunts,
"Child" I grunt back imitatinghis voice,
"Ass hole" Jack growls,
"Kid" I reply again. Damn I call Jack annoying but sometimes I think I could be worse.
"Prick"
"Look I thought you promised back at the house we wouldn't fight any more?" I say, ending the storm of insults we're throwing at each other.
"Fine, you started it though"
"Whatever" I mutter in reply.
"Where are we going?" Jack asks.
"Too find Scarlett" I smile. Dammit I'm such a wind-up little shit sometimes.
"I know that faggot but which direction are we going in?" Jack snaps as he tried to re-phrase his sentence so I don't give him a cocky answer again. "Well we are in Startford and we need to be in south Stratford so I'm just going to keep driving south" I answer properly this time.
"Is it that simple?" Jack frowns
"Pretty much" I reply.
"What are we going to do when we get there?" Jack questions. God he asks everything.
"Find out where there are any un-finished estates" I grunt a little.
"And how are we going to do that?" Jack asks me another question yet again
"I dunno.. ask someone if they know of any. If not we'll work something out I'm sure" I sigh, getting slightly annoyed at all of Jack's questions. Why doesn't he think of a better plan if he's not satisfied with my answers.
"I'd like to see you think of something better" I smirk.
"Whatever" Jack grumbles and shuts up with all his question asking.

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I pull over at a gas station, it's old and run down but It'll have to do for now. The ceiling lights flicker. We left the mansion back in Bristol in the early after noon just over 3 hours ago so the evening and darkness is slowly creeping in now. The sky is a sunset orange and there's a slight breeze in the air. It's so clear and fresh. Everything here seems a little more like the countryside than in Bristol with our airport and industrial buildings. I know were in London right now but I guess we're in a nice part. I've opened the door and I'm just sitting in the seat, taking in the fresh air to my heated face.
"What are we doing here?" Jacks says from beside me. My thoughts about the fresh air our interrupted by yet another one of Jack's questions.
"We are filling up on gas and I'm going to ask if they know of any un-finished estates" I say before turning away from Jack again and out into the crisp wind.
"Doubt they'll know of anything" Jack grunts.
"Do you have a better plan?" I snap. He sighs without reply and I know I need to get away from him for a moment because he is really pissing me off.

I step out of the car and close the door behind me. Walking round to the side of our car and opening the little door you but the gas pump rod on. I look at the gases for a moment then fill the car up with petrol. I think this is a petrol car... whatever. Yolo.

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"That's £20 pounds please" The blonde, slightly chubby lady behind the counter asks me as I take out my wallet. Her lips are a shade of bright pink and too me it looks like she's drawn her eyebrows on. She has a eyebrow piercing and a small blue stud in her nose. She's short and plump. Like me.. I'm short and plump... dammit I hate being short and plump. Her bleach blonde hair is pushed behind her ear before she out her hand for the money.

I nod and hand her the cash for the petrol. While she puts it in the till I pluck up the courage to speak to her. I haven't spoken to a human in almost 200 years. Fuck my social skills are use-less. I can smell her blood from here strongly and it doesn't smell good so it makes it 10x more hard to concentrate with the bad smell lingering.
"Do you know of any un-finished estates" I mumble, she looks up at me with her pale blue eyes.
"Any what?" She says, furrowing her eyebrows. He voice is quite high pitched and loud.
"Un-finished estates" I repeat, my awkward tone knocking across.
"Oh well... I drive past a few empty and in progress places on the way home..." She mumbles and her eyes fall from mine as she thinks.
"There's 2... ones called Quinn Park Lane and the other Is called... Cemetery street.. No wait! It's called Cemetery Drive. They are both small streets of un-finished houses. There could be more but I don't know of them. I mean a lot of stuff here is un-finished" She babbled. 'Quinn Park Lane' and 'Cemetery Drive' I think as I lock them onto my mind.
"Okay thank-you" I breathe. I'd like to read her mind right now but I'm worn out enough already from dealing with Jack all day.
"No problem" She says with a quick smile before I rush out too the car.

"Quinn Park Lane and Cemetery Drive" I say to Jack the moment I get in the car, closing the door behind me.
"What?" He frowns. Having no clue what I'm on about,
"Those are the un-finished estates" I speak a little louder.
"Oh.... lets go to Cemetrey Drive first" His frown disappears as he stares at into space for a moment. I can litreally see all his thoughts running through him. Whatever Patrick no time for mind-reading I think to myself.
"Why Cemetery Drive?" I ask, starting the car.
"Sounds like a place a vampire would go don't you think?" He smirks as he looks at me.
"I think we should go to the closest one first" I furrow my eyebrows. He has really shit logic.
"Why?" He moans.
"Because that has way more logic in it, It's easier and also you're just using stereotyping" I moan back.
"Fine see which one is closer" He grunts and I reach fowards. Tapping in both the street names to the Sat-Nav. It buffers and loads for a moment as I shift impatiently in my seat.
"See Cemetery Drive is closer! Lets go there" I'm always right!" He grins in his victory.

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We pull into the tiny estate, everything is dark now.. My car lights are turned on because I can't see a thing. There are no street lights and all the houses are pitch black inside and out. Nobody is here.
"Nobody is here Jack" I groan, leaning back in my seat. Jack looks around for a moment. Then he jerks forwards and turns off the car lights.
"Why did you do that?!" I snap, reaching forward to turn them on again but he bats my hand away. He's concentrated in something in the distance.
"Look idiot" He smirks. Jack points and I look confused to where he points, dammit I am an idiot, at the very end of the street I see one house. That one house is the only one lit up, and on the drive I see a car. Gerard's car.

_________________SCARLETT'S POV___________________________

I'm trapped in Gerard's arms laying on the bed. I'm pretty glad I've got my Green Day shirt and skinny jeans back on now though. God I hate him. I hate him so much. He's fucking chained one of my arms to the frame of the bed, he's a psycho. Gerard called Vic crazy him and Vic are opposites. You would never be able to tell in a million years what Vic has been through if he never told you. He seems so normal and kind and loving and yes he's messed-up but everyone is a little messed-up sometimes. I'm just laying there when of a sudden... the lights go out. I'm surrounded by darkness. I hear Gerard's annoyed groan from behind me and he sits up. I can just make out his tall figure as he stands up.
"The power card must have run out.. I'll go change it and you stay here" He groans.
"I'm not exactly going anywhere" I snap, hinting to the cold metal chain around my wrists. I'm so relieved to have him of me as he takes something out of the black bag (probably a power card) then leaves the room. Finally I'm alone.

The moment his footsteps have trailed away I'm in floods of tears. Vic is dead. I'm trapped in what seems like hell. I'm stuck with a monster. The only person who ever seemed to care about me is dead. Why can't I die? Why did Vic have to die? The more I think about all this the more I sob, My cries break through the silence but then... I force myself to choke my sobs and stop when I hear footsteps, getting closer and coming up the stairs. It sounds like more than one person. Then I hear muffled whispering. Okay I'm scared who the fuck is coming? Some creepy London murdered? I don't know fuck fuck fuck. The footsteps reach the door and it opens. 2 figures walk in, I can't tell who they are. The only light is the dull, dim moonlight. I've been here for a day now. Fuck. One person is average height and the other is a little short. They are so close and they are walking straight towards me. I can't back away, I'm chained up! Fuck help! Who the fuck are these people. Just before I'm about to yelp a warm hand closes over my mouth and I hear a voice. Then all my worries disappear when I hear it.
"Shh Scarlett it's okay sugar it's Patrick and Jack" The kind voice whispers. I distinguish it's Jack who's got his hand over my mouth and Patrick who is talking to me. I nod and completely calm down. Have they come to get me out of here? What's the point of Vic is dead? I might as well die?
"Okay Jack move you're hand... Scarlett where are you're shoes?" Patrick whispers. Jack moves his hand and he's sat next to me on the bed. I point to my shoes in the corner and Patrick hurries over to them, picks them up the hurries back and passes them too me. I shove them quickly on to my feet. They're black converse that can slip on which is a good thing.
"Patrick she's chained up.." I hear Jacks worried voice beside me. I can make out Jack's dark eyes, his black and blonde hair and most of his face.
"Fuck" Patrick mumbles.
"There's a key in his bag" I breathe, Jack jumps up and starts rifling through the black bag.
"Got it" He smiles after about 10 seconds. Fuck Gerard will be back any moment.

The power comes on. Shit...
"Jack hurry up" Patrick hisses as jack fumbles at the lock. It unlocks after 5 seconds more but by this time footsteps are scaling the stairs. This is it.
"Scarlett?" I voice says.It's Gerard... I can see Patrick and Jack now. They both have unbelievably scared expressions. There mouths hanging open as the door swings open. Gerard stares for a moment at me, then at Jack and Patrick.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Gerard growls at them, clenching his fists.
"What does it look like?" Jack smirks a little and Gerard's face goes red as anger fills him up. I'm so scared of the ass hole.

Without any more Gerard charges at Jack and I jump out the way just before Gerard knocks Jack to the bed. Patrick pulls me out of the way and starts fighting Gerard, Jack helps Patrick when he's regained balance and before I know it they are clawing each other, fighting before my eyes. It's two against one so even though Gerard is strong Jack and Patrick are dominating as they pin him to the bed, Jack on one arm and Patrick struggling on the other. What the fuck do I do? They can't just hold him down there forever. I hear Patrick and Jack hissing and whispering at each other but I don't know what they are saying. I'm standing close to the door and very slowly backing away. After about 10 more seconds Jack lifts of Gerard and walks to me, putting his hands on my shoulders. Forcing me to look at him. I see Patrick struggling behind but he still is managing to keep Gerard down somehow. Then Jack says the words..
"Scarlett just run, run as fast as you fucking can and don't look back, don't stop running. Keep running" He says.
"Where do I run?" I sob,
"Anywhere but we'll find you okay? We'll come for you just run and go as far as you can" Then he quickly leans forwards and kisses my cheek before rushing back to Gerard holding him down again with Patrick.

I do as he says, I turn around and run, I run for my fucking life and within seconds I'm down the stairs. I've thrown open the front door and I've literally jumped out of it. The cold aor hits my face and I literally want to lay down and die but I need to do what Jack told me. I need too..

'Keep Running'

Notes

SING IT FOR THE BOYS! SING IT FOR THE GIRLS! EVERY TIME THAT YOU LOOSE IT SING IT FOR THE WORLD! okay I'll stop now. Scarlett has escaped and things will get better from here on, in a couple chapters 2 fabulous people will be re-united ;) xx
Remember there's someone on the character list who hasn't even been in it yet though...'Oli' :3
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