We Lit The Fire And It's Burning Bright

Frank's POV

I wake up in the middle of the night, and realize Beetlejuice is still on the television screen. Searching for the remote, I find Temper sleeping snugly on the floor. I smirk and keep looking, being as quiet as I can.

Then I see Gerard leaning by the window sill, smoking on a well-used cigarette. He puffs out a sphere of smoke and looks down. By now, I notice him frowning.

After a few minutes, he changes positions and takes his lighter. Gerard lights it at a shard of metal, causing it to transform from its silvery color to a steaming, rusted metallic color.

I duck to the ground, afraid of him slashing it against my throat like villians do in the movies. But he doesn't do that. I get back up, noticing a crimson color staining the carpet.

Notes

new chapter c: