"Gee..." I became aware of a voice, but it seemed muffled and I couldn't tell who it was. "Geeeee." The voice became more persistent and I struggled to clear the fog in my head. "C'mon Gee! Wake up please?" Something touched my lips, and it took me a second to identify it as another pair of lips. It took my brain another millisecond to identify the smell of blood. My fangs sprang out without my permission and sunk into the flesh, already releasing venom.My eyes flew open and I realized with horror that I hadn't been dreaming. Frank eyes were level with mine and filled with terror before the venom kicked in and he passed out. I pulled my fangs out quickly and threw myself across the room, into a corner. Frank's gun that I gave him and the guitar pick necklace were still there from when he had tossed them the night he came back. I picked them up and cried out in pain as they immediately began burning my hand. I threw them on the bed in Frank's direction. I wasn't quite sure how he would react when he woke up. I had my fangs in his lip for only about five seconds, meaning he would wake up in a couple of minutes with memory of everything,
In the meantime I cowered in the corner and cried. That's one thing I really missed about being human surprisingly. I missed tears. As weird as it may sound, it felt better when you cried if you had the salty wetness to go with the sobs. Apparently vampires only truly cry when something horrible happens to them. It doesn't happen to all vampires, but it comes in all shapes and forms and could happen more than once. One vamp girl I talked to once said she cried tears when her mother, the only person important to her told her that she hated her, and then a week later died. Another vampire cried when they accidentally killed their best friend.
I hadn't cried tears when Frank had left me, and I shuddered to think what might make me.
"Erg," Frank groaned sitting up on the bed. I ducked my head in shame and cowered further into the corner. I peeked up only enough to watch Frank as he oriented himself. He was going to remember any second now and get mad or scared. Or both. He looked down questioningly at the items on the bed before his head jerked to me in the corner. I felt his gaze on me and I flinched. I couldn't bare to look up at him so I studied the floor instead. He hates you now. He'll leave you again.
Then he laughed.
He laughed...
He fucking laughed?
My eyes darted towards him and his frame which was shaking with laughter. I sat in utter confusion while he continued laughing, rolling across the bed and holding his stomach.
"Oh God it hurts...it hurts," He gasped out clutching his stomach and trying to stop the insane giggles that kept pouring out. He took deep breathes, trying to calm himself down. After about five minutes and deep breathing and the occasional escaped giggle he managed to calm down to his usual grin. The whole time I stayed in my corner, gazing at him with regret and confusion.
"Well," He began off cheerily. "Rule number one of Frank's Guide To Dating a Vampire: Don't kiss them awake. He chuckled lightly to himself, ignoring the dumbfounded look on my face. This is usually the part where I blame it all on me, Frank counters back, we argue back and forth, until I finally agree with him and we continue on. To be honest though I was too stunned to argue.
I had expected yelling, angry words. Lots of regret and fear. Me apologizing as he cowers or screams back before finally getting up and walking out of my life. Laughter was definitely not high on the list. Not even in the top ten, His behavior confused me entirely.
I didn't notice I had started shaking and sobbing again until Frank knelt down before me.
"Hey Gee. What's wrong?" Sincere concern dripped through his words and made me feel worse. I had bit him, but I was the one who was going to pieces. He really was such an amazing person that I didn't deserve.
"I-I bit you Frankie!" I cried out shrinking as far away from him as I could go. "I promised I wouldn't but I did!" He just chuckled again for the millionth time this morning and pulled me into a hug. I went willingly. I needed the contact at the moment.
"Gee that's cause I kissed you when you were a little unprepared." He pointed out. "You didn't bite me last night, because you were prepared. This ones all on me." He reached for my hands but stopped shirt when he noticed the burns. He turned to look at the silver objects on the bed and then back towards me. He sighed deeply and gave me sad eyes. "C'mon, lets go take care of this."
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Frank sat me on the toilet while he looked for gauze. Since it was an injury inflicted by silver it would take longer to heal. He finally found it it jumped off the stool he was using.
"Here we go..." He gently pulled my hands into his lap and began to wrap them up.
"Frank?" My voice wavered and went up an octave embarrassingly.
"Yeah?" He responded taking his gaze off of my hands for a moment to look me in the eyes before continuing his work.
"I just...I always feel like I'm a horrible person," I confessed. He frowned as he finished up and looked up at me. I continued, feeling compelled just to get all my emotions out. "It's just I hurt people to survive. What does that make me? And just look, I dragged you and Mikey and Bob and Ray all into a bunch of shit. I just don't see any good in me." Frank looked as if he were debating what to say before speaking up.
"Gerard, you're just in a dark place." It looked like he was going for the metaphor method. "You can't see any light so you figure that it must all be bad. But what you don't realize is that it's not you that's dark, but the world around you that is. You're a bright light amidst the chaos." I didn't quite understand it, but I was getting the gist.
"But even bright lights cast a shadow," I mumbled.
"Because everyone has some dark in them, but at the end of the day, we still control our shadows." He gave me a small smile while I stared at him speechless. "You're shadow may consist of a haunted past and a fight with your morals, but your light includes caring deeply for your friends, refusing to harm others, being compassionate, loving, non judgmental, the list goes on.
I felt the sobs come on again, and so did Frank because he pulled me close into him. He just held me and soothed me until they had quieted.
"You're amazing Frank," I whispered earnestly. He smiled wide showing off his white teeth.
"I know," He teased, lowering the tense atmosphere. I grinned back at him. "Oh I texted Ray while I was looking for gauze. Brian hired Mikey to help around the shop while Bob's gone. He said it's okay if you don't show up today."
"He hired Mikey?" I asked with a small frown. I was okay with it, it just seemed a bit odd. Frank waggled his eyebrows.
"I think Mikey and Ray have a little something going on," He grinned at my shocked face. "Now c'mon. We're gonna watch a movie."

Notes

So if you haven't figured it out I'm back. I had vacation mixed with school stuff to do. I know ew. But hey I finally explained the story title. To be totally honest I chose the title cause I liked the way it sounded but when I was typing this chapter it just kinda came out. So let me know what you think about it.

HOLY SHIT AHHHHHH! I looked on the popular page the other day, and not only was this story on the first page, but it was the first one. Of course it isn't now since it was a long time between updates, but still holy fucking coffee cups. I love you guys!!!