"It's Lindsay. She's looking for you."
I froze completely. I could already feel the adrenaline building up inside of me as the panic set in.
"What do you mean she's looking for me!?" I cried out desperately, trying hard not to attract attention to our little corner of the cafe.
"She showed up at the house two days ago. Wanted to know where you were. I kept the silver on me and didn't tell her anything. She left without trying to start shit but I don't think she was very interested in me." Mikey explained using a lot of frantic hand gestures. "The point is though is that you know it's only a matter of time before she finds you. And when she does..." He left me to fill in the blank.
Lindsey was a vampire, like me. That was were our similarities ended. She was ruthless and bloodthirsty She also had it out for me. I hadn't even realized that I was doing anything wrong. I was just dating this guy named James Dewees (A/N hehe i had to add him in somewhere) back when I was human. He was perfect and I felt myself falling for him. Sadly when you fall hard you land even harder.
~~FLASHBACK~~
"James..." I groaned as he bit my lip, asking for entrance. I happily obliged and felt his tongue enter my mouth and swirl together with mine. He kissed me passionately and aggressively while pushing me further into the couch. His hips ground against mine, causing us both to moan into the kiss. He reached down and began to pull my shirt up. Before he could though the door flew open.
"James...What the fuck!" A high pitched female voice screamed. We jumped apart from one another and looked at the strange female in the room. I saw James's face twist into a look of horror. "Who the fuck is this!" She exclaimed glaring and pointing at me. "What the fuck are you doing!"
"Baby, baby, calm down!" James pleaded. I saw pure fear flash through his eyes. "You're the only one who means anything to me!" I was still confused as hell, but the pieces were starting to fall into place rather quickly.
"Obviously not you fucking bastard!" She screamed launching herself at him. "You fucking cheated on me and then had the fucking audacity to claim that I'm the only one!" She looked down at him with pure rage filled eyes. "Well fuck you cocksucker!" What happened next was something I wish I could erase from my memory. She leaned down swiftly, and with a smooth precision, tore his throat out.
I screamed as the blood gushed from the wound she had inflicted. Her cold heartless eyes turned towards me. By now I had curled up in the corner sobbing. It wasn't very manly, but I had just watched my boyfriend be killed in a very violent manner and was probably next.
"I'm s-s-sorry," I blubbered. I didn't want to die. I was only twenty four! I had a whole life to live. "I-I didn't k-know about you. I swear I didn't!" She sauntered over to me, not looking affected at all with what she had just done.
"Oh, I'm sure you didn't," She whispered in my ear. She pulled away and a seductive grin played across her cherry red lips. Whether it was her red lipstick or Jame's blood I didn't know. "You stole him from me. You'll pay somehow." She pulled me out of my protective ball and sat on my lap. "But you're rather cute. It would be a waste to kill you." She planted kisses across my jaw while I shook and cried silently. Finally she reached my lips and planted a full on kiss. I could taste blood, and it made me sick. I tried squirming away but she just grabbed my jaw and held me in place. "Such a shame to waste someone so beautiful. So lets not." With that she bit down into my neck.
Pain pulsated through me as she began to drink, taking my life force into her. I could feel myself dying, slipping away as my heartbeat slowed. But then she stopped, her fangs still in my neck. I was confused for a moment until I felt it. Her venom being injected into me. I screamed out in pain. It hurt so bad. I clawed at her and tried desperately to move away. She just pinned me down tighter. I felt myself getting weaker again. Eventually everything went black.
~~END OF FLASHBACK~~
I had awoken alone and terrified. It didn't take me long to figure out what I was. I had already had a pretty good idea. I had lived in confinement for months before Mikey came to visit me. He was the first to find out about what I was. He had helped me out, which led to me today, still not a single dead body and a stable job.
"Earth to Gerard," Mikey waved a hand in front of my face. "Not the best time to be spacing out bro." He looked at me with concern. "She sounded hell bent on revenge. I'm worried about you. And don't forget Frank, Ray, and Bob. She'll hurt anyone close to you."
"That includes you too," I said miserably dropping my head into my hands. "She could kill all of you."
"Which is why you need to tell Frank!" Mikey interjected. "He needs to know so that he can be ready!"
"I can't do that. I can't do that," I was almost to the point of crying. "He means too much to me Mikey! If he leaves me because of the monster I am," I spoke bitterly, "Then I don't know what I would do."
"But if he means so much wouldn't you rather risk that than risk him losing his life?" Mikey grabbed my hand and spoke gently. "He needs to know soon."
I sighed heavily. "Mikey...I just...I can't-"
"You can," He said reassuringly. "I'm sure that Frank will accept you. Even if not at first, he will eventually." With that he got up and left me to my own thoughts.
~~~
After Mikey had left I had walked back to the store to pick up my car. I had sat in it for a long time just thinking. I couldn't tell Frank. He meant too much. If this new information messed up our friendship I wouldn't be able to handle it. For the first time in forever I didn't feel so lonely. I had someone to talk to who actually enjoyed spending time with me and doing stuff. I mean yeah, I had Ray and Bob, but I never talked to them outside of the store. Never had they been over to my apartment for a movie night, or been out bowling on a Saturday night. Frank was different though, and the thought of losing that was terrifying.
An idea hit me while I was sitting there in my car. He did need some way to protect himself. What if I gave him that without him realizing it?
With that idea in mind I drove off.
~~~
"What's it for?" Frank asked eyeing the small package in his hand. I shrugged trying to look nonchalant.
"I don't know. I saw it while I was out today and thought of you so," I gestured towards the box. He gave me his famous grin before tearing into the box.
"Oh shit man!" He said excitedly pulling it out. It wasn't much. It had a dog tag like silver chain, but instead of a dog tag, there was a silver guitar pick. There was two inscriptions, one on the front and one on the back.
The one on the front was simple:
Frank Anthony Iero
The one on the back though actually had a personal message. Well sorta.
The best motherfucking guitar played ever
He grinned as he looked at it.
"It's awesome Gee! I love it!" He slipped it on over his head. What he didn't know though was that it was protection for him. I'd gotten it from an acquaintance of mine. He'd used what I call vampire silver. It looks--to any human-- to be the same as regular silver. The only difference is that it hurts vampires more than regular silver. I don't know the mechanics behind it, but I knew that it worked. It would protect Frank until I could get there. Right then and there I made my second promise as a vampire.
No killing humans
and that I would protect Frank with my life.

Notes

so some backstory. yeah? maybe? no? i dont know. are you people actually reading this crap story? well i love ya for it :)