Poisoned Blood

The two boys walked in with a box full of random things. Gerard chuckled and climbed out of the bed.
“You could have just left it outside the door.” Gerard took the box and sat it on the floor.

“Would you rather it be in here or outside where people could look in it and take stuff out?” Kellin raised a brow and crossed his arms. Gerard rolled his eyes

“Whatever. Thanks anyway.” Gerard smiled and closed the box. Vic and Kellin shared a glance.

“So I’m guessing this is Frank?” Vic asked, walking over to him. Frank scooted away, hiding under the blanket. Gerard sighed and climbed back into the small bed. He gently pulled Frank back onto his lap and rubbed his back.

“Yeah but I don’t think you’ll be able to get him to have an actual conversation with you for awhile.” Gerard mumbled, hearing Frank’s small whimpers. He slowly rocked back and forth, trying his best to comfort Frank.

‘Do you want us to leave?’ Vic mouthed. Gerard nodded and smiled sadly.

‘I’m sorry.’ He mouthed back. Kellin and Vic waved it off and left. With a small click of the door, Frank calmed down. Gerard pulled the blanket away from Frank’s face and smiled softly. Frank looked up at him and wrapped his arms around Gerard’s waist.

“What’s in the box?” Frank mumbled, glancing at the fairly large box on the floor.

“All your things. You’re moving in with me.” Gerard smiled. Frank’s eye widened. Gerard’s smile dropped. “I-I mean you d-d-don’t have to.” He said, his old stutter coming back. Frank shook his head and dropped his gaze.

“O-Okay…” Frank mumbled. Gerard grinned.

“Great! I know you’ll love the place.” He cheered. Frank gave him a small smile and nodded. Gerard climbed out of the bed and laid Frank down. “Get some rest babe, I’ll be right beside you the whole time.” He smiled softly and kissed Frank’s forehead. Frank nodded and closed his eye, drifting back into his nightmare.

Gerard sighed and opened the box. He pulled out a small, old, ebony chest with two doves on the top made of pure ivory. Gerard opened it and grabbed the small sheets of paper that sat inside. He glanced back at Frank and pulled out an sacrificial knife. Gerard cut his palm open and covered the small sheets in his blood. They glowed dark red and turned into ashes.

Gerard stood and walked over to Frank. He leaned down and gently blew the dust. The ashes swirled in the air and went in to Frank’s body by mouth, nose, ears and eye. Frank’s body pulsed red and that red violently turned into black. Frank’s eye shot open and a black orb stared back at Gerard.

“Shit.”

Notes

I like this one MUCH better than the one I put up last time