Snapshots

Gee, or, now wanting to go by his first name, Gerard, spent the night over at Frank's. It wasn't even night time, but seeing how their schedules were going to turn upside down, they might as well learn to fuck it up together. (Though, Gerard's has been for a long time now.)

It was about seven in the evening when they woke up on Frank's bed together, groaning as they rubbed the sleep out of their eyes. The sun was set and Gerard was tangled up in Frank's legs. His mom probably didn't know he was home, because the door was still closed, instead of leaving it open like she always does when she enters his room. She should be at work now. So that was in the clear.

Frank sat up, roaming to the window to open the curtains, seeing the sun get it's last bit of light left over the horizon. Gerard was still mumbling, wanting to sleep more. Frank just smiled back at him, watching the night set in.

Without a sound, Gee had sprung from bed and to the back of Frank, wrapping his arms around his stomach lovingly, kissing his neck.

“I'm hungry.” He whispered, raking the tips of his teeth along Frank's cool skin, causing a shiver to shoot down the smaller boy's spine.

“Don't feed of me.” Frank hummed back, closing his eyes. “There's a steak in the fridge. Come on.”

Gerard let out a groan in protest, but clung to Frank's shirt as he pulled him along into the kitchen. The dogs yapped up at them both, cowering when Gee yapped back, giggling afterwards. Offended, Frank gently hit the back of Gerard's head, as a sign to tell him not to fuck with his dogs.

Gerard complied, hopping on the counter and watching as Frank pulled out a juicy, red steak, still in the packaging. Gee licked his lips, being handed the steak, and dove in, tearing the plastic with his nails and pushing it aside to gnaw at the meat itself.

Frank leaned back on another counter, watching as he ate the meal, smiling contently. “I can't believe I am feeding a murderer a raw steak.” He sounded almost in disbelief still, shaking off the thought of Gerard actually killing people just to survive.

“And this murderer is going to feed you.” Gerard responded, tearing off a piece of the t-bone and stretching to hand it to Frank, who gave him a befuddled look in return. “Eat. You're turning, soon, your entire diet will change. Might as well start to get a taste for red red red meat.”

Frank stared down at the piece of beef in his fingers, twisting it in his sight. He bit his lip, feeling a slow hunger creep up from the depths of his stomach. A small growl came and hissed it away, closing his eyes and scrunching up his nose as he bit into the new snack. Instinctively, a purr came out, and he finished up the small chunk in just a few more bites, chewing it with pleasure in his smile.

“Not bad.” He said finally after swallowing, “I think that's a good alternative than just...” He wiped the bit of a mess he had left on his lips and cheek with the back of his hand, “...Blood.”

Gee grinned, “It works most of the time. It's just hard to get to.”

Frank held out his hand for more from Gerard, who happily gave him a slightly larger piece to chew on. “Have you ever tried eating animals? Like deer and birds and shit?”
“Have you ever tried catching a bird?” Gerard laughed, “I can fly an' all, but birds are fast. So are deer. It's hard to eat something that's moving.”

“What about things that aren't so fast?” Frank asked in between bites.

“I've had a few cows, but it feels wasteful.”

“How so?”

“Well, I can't just eat an entire cow.” Gerard laughed, “That's so much meat! And it doesn't take long for it to go bad and the vultures to get it. I may be a vampiric murderer, but I refuse to eat after a vulture.”

Frank nodded, feeling like he had an understanding of what he meant. “How about...pigs?”

“Pigs are harder to find around these parts.”

“Chickens?”

“Delicious, but stinky. Not a lot of nice blood.”

“Taste like chicken?”

Gerard and Frank laughed together, finishing the steak and cleaning up together.

“You never told me where you lived.” Frank said after a few seconds of silence as he washed his hands and face in the kitchen sink.

“Oh, right.” Gee giggled a bit, “You wouldn't believe me if I told you.”

Frank stopped the water and turned around to face him, raising a brow, “I didn't believe you when you said you were a vampire. Now look at us. Talking like it's everyday news.” He rolled his eyes and chuckled, drying his hands on a dishrag.

“I live in a cave. A few miles from here.”

“So a cave, huh? You walked all the way back and forth from there to me?” Frank smiled, “Sounds like you're really taking a part of being part bat.”

“I can fly, remember. I just told you that. And we aren't entirely part bat. That's just a folklore kinda thing. We just really like blood and happen to be able to fly and sometimes turn into them. Kinda like shape shifters.”

“You say that like shape shifters are real.”

“They are. Your friend is one of them.”

Frank stopped laughing sarcastically and gave him a look, “Oh no...shit. You're not joking.”

“Nope. That Toro kid is one. Anyone can smell it.”

“How would you know?”

“I can smell him. Duh.” Gee laughed again, “He's so damn smart, Frankie. I'm sure he already figured out you've been talking to me this entire time. He's probably a hundred years old or so.”

“And he stays in the form he's in because...?”

“I'd change my looks too if I could.” Gerard said, shrugging, “Maybe he just needs the friends. I know I do.”

“You did.” Frank corrected, slithering up to him. “You have me now. And if all things go well, you can have Ray too.”

“Vamps and Shifters don't really get along...”

“I thought it was supposed to be vamps and werewolves?” Frank said behind a short giggle.

“You're such Twilight trash.” Gerard laughed, “But werewolves are bigger douches because-”

Gerard was about to go more into detail when the doorbell rang, and they shot each other a quick look. Frank forced himself to pull away from Gerard, waddling up to the door and getting a glance at who may be on the other side through the peephole.

Mousy-colored haired and glasses shined back.

Notes

This one is pretty short. I'm trying to build up more and more suspense per chapter as well as update more frequently.

Comments makes me update even faster!