I never told you what I do for a living.

Gerard POV.

The next morning I woke up with a feeling of contentness. I knew I was awake, I just didn’t want to open my eyes because I felt really good for the first time in a long period of time and I did not want that to end.

The ache of thirst was a lot less then at the beginning of the night. Although I wouldn’t trust myself alone with a living human, I feel better killing when Frank is with me. He just feels like a safety net for me right now, making sure I don’t go over my limits.

After a while of laying in bed, the light started to get through the curtains and I suddenly remembered where I was. My eyes opened wide and I looked around me. There was Frank lying next to me, and the girl was laying in the corner, curled up in a ball.

I just assumed she was dead, since I don’t really remember much from last night. Frank attacked her, and then it all went black for me. Or to say it with a bad and inappropriate pun; it all went red.

I don’t know what it is or where it comes from, but it seems like I know Frank longer than just one day. He seems so familiar. Sometimes I just can’t keep my eyes off him because he fascinates me so much. He has a dark and gloomy sphere around him, and his eyes just scream “killer”. I don’t know what it is, but I like him.

Frank was breathing evenly, what meant that he was still asleep. I started to worry about how we get this body out of here without being noticed. This blonde girl was sucked dry until the last drop, how the fuck are we going to get a body out of a shady motel room, through the halls, off the stairs and along the counter out of this building? We had to wait until nighttime. Yes, that was a good idea. After it became dark, we can maybe-

Suddenly, I heard Frank moan. I better start trying to wake him up.

“Hey, Frank. Frank! Wake up man! It is already far in the afternoon. We should get going.”

“Wha-, what? How late is it?” Frank asked.

“It’s 1 in the afternoon. Come on man, we have to get that girl out of the room.”

“Oh, don’t worry about her,” he smiled, while looking in her direction. “She will be taken care of.” Frank said slyly.

“Taken care of? How?” I was confused by his words. The man behind the counter had seen us three coming in. If he would find her here, dead, we would be fucked.

“I got some connections, you know. Believe me when I say that they wouldn’t rat us out to the police. Trust me.” Frank assured me. And as hard as I had it at that moment, I indeed trusted him.

I sighed. “Okay then, let’s get going.”

We closed the door behind us and we walked off the stairs. When we walked past the reception counter, the man behind it was startled by our sight. Frank said goodbye to the man behind it in the most sarcastic way ever. As we walked through the doors on our way out, I heard him giggle.

“What was that all about?” I asked him.

“Well, let’s say that he doesn’t want to see me getting mad at him.” Frank answered. He was having fun with himself for a moment so I decided to just let him be.

As we walked through the streets for a little while, we decided to just go into the first coffeeshop we run in to.

We both decided we’d set for a black coffee and two croissants. After we paid the cashier, we went to sit next to a window. I liked looking outside while I drank my coffee and ate my breakfast. Watching people go by and go on with their day just brought this sort of.. peace over me. They had something I could never have again.

When I looked back at Frank, I noticed that he has a thousand-yard-stare and I wonder what he’s thinking about. I decided to ask him some questions to get to know him a little bit better.

“Hey, Frank, can I ask you something?”

“You just did.” He answered with a smile. “But if you want to ask me another; yes, you can.”

“How did you become like this?”

“Like what?” his tome suddenly changed. I started to worry if I made a mistake by navigating the subject to this, but I had to know.

“A vampire.”

As soon as I asked my question, his eyes turned black and he looked at me with an intense gaze.

With a bit hesitation, he started to tell me his story.

Notes

I am sorry this story is so short! I used this chapter to build op to a "Frank-POV"-ed one, where he can share his story about his life :)

Oh, btw, I love comments and I appreciate constructive critisism, so please don't hesitate to share your opinion! <3