Just One More Bite

"If you want blood, you got it," I mumble the ac/dc song to myself as I lie with my back rested onto my stubborn old bed. My mind couldn't simply stop revolving around Frank, let alone slow down my thoughts. No matter how hard I tried, his name or his face or his voice had come in mind. I can't even count how many times I thought about those succulent lips. Wait, what am I saying? We're just good friends, that's all. That's all it will ever be.

I sit up straight and comb down my hair, making it look a bit more decent. Not that the effort paid off, that is. My greasy jet black hair fell over my face, and my eyes were hardly visible. Afterwards, I drag strands past my ears, and comb down the tangles in the back. I keep my mouth open the entire process in fear my fangs may pierce straight through my tongue if I wasn't careful. Again, the "perks" of my kind.

Swapping my slippers for a pair of socks, I slip into my average clothing for the day. It consists of a Scorpions tee and dark jeans, which I came to realize were burgundy. Black converse, as always, compliment my attire.

Saturdays aren't my favorite, but they are a day, like all the others. I want blood but, I decide to head by Starbucks (the most amazing thing on Earth) which is located in the center of the mall here in Jersey. Driving cars are a bore, so I walk my way along the sidewalks to reach my destination.

"Gee!" a voice yelled in my direction. Only one person called me Gee. Could it be?

Nope.

"Gee!" Frank repeated at the top of his lungs. Even though Frank wasn't who I hoped to come here, I was happy. His grin widened as he approached me.

Frank wore black skinny jeans and a slim fit Paramore tee, which fitted his figure well (what am I saying?). He jumped up and down in glee, and laughed a very feminine laugh.

"You know," I started. "You're one of only two people that call me that."

His hands, concealed with fingerless gloves and few wristbands, covered his mouth in awe.

"Really?"

I nodded and we continued to walk through the mall, conversing. Or, more exact, he talked and I listened carefully. Frank would talk about books he'd read, and comics, and things he wanted to see. He asked me if I ever wanted to do anything, but didn't have the time or resources.

"Hmm. I guess I want to see that movie you got me."

"I heard it's a really good movie," he sparked. "Like, amazing."

"Haven't you seen it?" I question. " I'll return it to you, you deserve to see it."

Frank yawned. " I don't own a dvd player or a cassette player. I saw this movie they were selling and thought you may want to see it. So you could enjoy it."

Way to make a Way feel awful. "Hey Frank," I croaked. "After the coffee you could come over and we can watch that movie. Together."

His cheeks blushed from a pale white to a crimson red like a tomato. "Kay," was his response.

Through the mall, we stopped by a Starbucks, where Frank ordered an espresso and I ordered a caramel frappe. Every sip Frank took, his cheeks turned pink instantly before fading to white again. I laughed.

"Frank, you look so childish drinking coffee," I told him, taking gulps of my own beverage.

" I don't have coffee at home," he answered. "I'm fascinated by it."

I frowned. "When was the last time you drank coffee?"

"A couple years ago," Frank replied.

I smirked, and tried to brighten the mood. "Well, no wonder you look dead."

"You look more dead than I do!" he laughed. "What a naughty hypocrite."

I burst out laughing, but only in a way I would understand. This was an inside joke for myself.
I am dead, I whisper to my conscience.

"You're right, I am a hypocrite."

We both get up from our seats and stop by the Hot Topic to get some Led Zeppelin CDs and records. "Look at all these CDs," he excites.

After an hour or so, Frank hops in my car. His eyes stay locked in vision as he stares outside the window, silent. The whole car is silent. "Hey, Frank, are you okay?"

"Everything's okay..." he mumbled. "Absolutely everything."

Notes

title based on an ac/dc song! c:

I hope you like the story so far (I hope) and I will try my best to add some smut in the next c: