I was so happy, that I actually skipped out of the school at the end of the day. Sure people stared, but who cares? I have succeeded in my mission! Take that whatever the fuck is controlling the universe!
Gerard was already waiting by his car. "Gee!" I call from a few feet away. He looks up from his sketchbook. "Hey Frankie" he says, smiling as I run into his arms. "Excited?" He asks. I nod quickly. "I'm just, you know, really happy that you're letting me do this. I say quietly. Gerard laughs. "Well you know I can't resist you and your amazing, yet filthy, mouth" "Fucker!" I exclaim pushing myself away from him leaning on his car.
We stand there for a moment before Gerard speaks up again. "You know Mikey's extremely pissed about this" he informs me. Oh really, I would have never guessed. "So?" "Just don't rub it in okay?" I nod. As if on cue Mikey and Alicia walk out of the school building hand in hand. They walkover to us. "Alicia needs us to take her home" Mikey tells Gerard while opening the back door for her. Gerard nods and walks around to the drivers side of the car. I open the passenger door and climb in, throwing my bags on the floor.
Everyone was silent as we started out, leaving the parking lot until Alicia brought up the incident that happened in Science class that I'm pretty sure we all view as a major victory. "But his face Mikey oh my god, Pascal was so fucking pissed!" Alicia exclaimed "Yeah his face was all like red I was afraid he was going to blow up or something" I say "I don't blame him" Gerard mumbles "Why not?" I ask "You said Cyr called you two 'wrist slitting emos' right?" Alicia and I nod. "Supposedly that's how his girlfriend killed herself" Mikey says. I hear Alicia gasp in the backseat. Right then we pull up in front of her house. Mikey promises to tell her the rest of the rumor tomorrow as she gets out of the car.
"I'm still going to kill that kid for talking about you like that." Gerard says once we start going again. Mikey nods his head in agreement. "Guys seriously, you don't need to do that, he already got suspended" I argue. I hated how the two of them, especially Gerard, were always looking out for me. Like, I can take care of myself.
Gerard just shakes his head and Mikey goes back to reading his book from this morning. No one talks for the rest of the drive and I take to staring out the window. We pass by the entrance to my neighborhood and drive into the entrance of another one. I recognize this place as the neighborhood where all the rich people live. I didn't know they lived here. Then again I didn't know where they lived in the first place so...
"We're here Frank" Gerard says turning the car off. We had pulled up in front of a small (compared to the other's in the area) two story house. I grab my two bags from the floor and open the car door, getting out of the car. Mikey pushes past me, quickly walking to the house's front door. I follow him as Gerard quickly catches up with me. As we enter the house I am amazed. It looked so normal. I mean I don't exactly know what I was expecting, but it looked no different from my house.
Normal old ratty couch, normal sized television, normal baby pictures on the fireplace, nothing expected from a family living in a house this big and fancy. Gerard must have seen the expression on my face. "Um our grandmother left us a huge fortune in her will and our dad owns some major business corporation in Newark" he explains. "Where are you parents anyway?" I ask as he mentions them. I see him shoot Mikey a worried glance. Mikey shakes his head, climbing over the back of the couch, landing on the cushions. "I told you he was going to ask questions." He says. Gerard groans. "They're out or something I don't know." I can tell Gerard is upset so I just leave it.
"So... Gerard, you gonna show me around?" I ask after a minute. He smiles at the thought. "Yeah I think, I'll do that" I grin as he grabs my hand leading me up the stairs. "Stay quiet up there" Mikey calls. I roll my eyes. Gerard leads me down a hallway at the top of the stairs until we reach a door at the end of the hall. He pushes it open. "Welcome to my room!" he exclaims as I step in.
The room, again, was very similar to mine, with band posters covering the walls, dark curtains covering the windows, dirty clothes strewn across the floor, desk cluttered with papers and books. The only differences were that Gerard's room didn't have a guitar in the corner and my room didn't have a TV.
I set my bags by the door run and jump onto his bed. "Make yourself at home" Gerard mumbles. I smile as he comes over and sits next to me. "I like your room" I say "Yours is cooler" Gerard answers. "Gerard, they're almost exactly the same" I argue. He rolls his eyes. "You know you're extremely annoying sometimes" he tells me. "You still love me anyway" I point out. He chuckles, leans over and kisses me.

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A sudden knock on the door startles the two of us. Gerard sighs and climbs off of me and the bed walking over to his door. He opens his door to reveal Mikey standing there, looking awfully nervous. "What Mikey?" Gerard asks, annoyance evident in his voice. "Just thought you might want to know that mom and dad are home" Mikey answers. Gerard looks back at me for a split second, his eye wide with panic, before turning back to Mikey. "Did you really have to say that so loud?"
Too late. I'm already out of the bed, walking up to the brothers. "I want to meet them" "No" Mikey says immediately. "Why not?" I ask stubbornly. "They're really homophobic, and I haven't told them that I'm gay" Gerard bursts out, wincing at the words. Mikey bites his lip. "Gerard, come on, it'll be fine. You shouldn't hide stuff like that from them" I say.
"Guys, you up there?" I hear a male voice from downstairs call. Both of their eyes widen. "Stall them" Gerard instructs Mikey, grabbing my hand and pulling me back into the room. He closes the door behind us. "What the fuck?" I ask angrily "Frank please you need to stay in here" He tells me. "Why?" I yell. Gerard jumps as I yell at him. He looks at the door then back to me. "Frank please, I promise I'll explain later, just please stay-"
Gerard is interrupted as the door to his room flies open. I look over to see who it was and gasp. Standing in the doorway were two teenagers. They honestly couldn't have been older that 20. There was a guy and a girl. What surprised me was the fact that they had glowing red eyes and thick red liquid smeared across their mouth and chin. I back up a step. "I knew I smelt a human" The guy says. They both look at Gerard who has gone completely still, mouth open, eyes shifting between me and the two teenager.
Finally he speaks up. "Mom, dad, I can explain." Whoa, whoa, whoa! "Wait these are your parents?" I ask. Gerard nods. Gerard's parents step into the room Mikey right behind them. "Fine then" Their mother asks "Explain, what the hell is going on here?" "Um wondering the same thing here!" I say getting the attention of everyone in the room. The room goes silent. I swear five minutes go by before anyone answers my question.
"Frank," Gerard whispers "We're vampires" "What?" I hiss. "I'm sorry Frankie, I didn't want you to find out like this." I shake my head. "No, you can't be, I mean I can see it if they are" I say motioning to their parents "B-but your eyes aren't glowing fucking red" "We wear color contacts in public so people don't find out" Mikey explains "Does anyone else know about this?" Mrs. Way suddenly speaks up. "Only Joe" Gerard answers. "Why does he know?" I ask. "His family owns the blood bank, Mikey gets his supply there" he answers again.
He only said Mikey. "Wh-where do you get yours?" I ask. Gerard doesn't answer. That pretty much answers my question. "Oh my god" I whisper. Gerard kills people. So many deaths in New Jersey are because of him. That's when it hits me. Pete, Mikey's boyfriend went missing last month. What if it was because of them. What if they kill me too?
"Frank I'm not going to hurt you" Gerard whispers as if he could read my mind. I shake my head slowly. How can I believe him? He's a murderer. his parents are obviously murderers. Mikey might not be, still I can't trust him. I need to get out of here, now.
Right as I think that I bolt, escaping through the door, down the hall, and down the stairs. I make it to the door, my fingers wrapping around the knob before I feel someone grab my arm. I look back and see Gerard standing there, pulling me away from the door. "Frank please don't leave" he says, close to tears. Suddenly I have this image from my dream last night of him standing over me, fangs out, about to kill me. This frightens me beyond comprehension, since now it seemed so real. "Let go of me, you monster!" I yell. My words seem to shock him as he lets go of me, giving me the opportunity to fling the door open and get outside. I slam it shut behind me.
I take off running, trying to put as much distance between me and the house as possible. I don't even know where I'm going, I just know I need to get the fuck out of here. I get to the end on the street before I trip over something and fall to the sidewalk. As I am pulling myself up, I feel a hand grab my arm and roughly pull me up to my feet. Even in the dark I can already tell that this isn't Gerard. I jump when I feel something cold and sharp press against my throat. "Give me your money kid"

Notes

ew that sucked monkey ass... So I have news: Fuck this, I am done with writing this in that damn notebook. It is taking too much time. So from now on I'm just going to put this thing's chapters right on the site. (I will still write in the notebooks for other fics though). But hey Frank finally found out what the hell is going on with the Ways and also cliffhanger mwahahahaha. Also if you legit know who Adam Pascal is and you get the reference I made with that, I will love you forever and ever.
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