Hidden in the dark

Frank's POV:

Now I know Mr. Way is weird but I can't stop this attraction I have to him. I feel as if I can trust him with anything. He is handsome, dark, mysterious, hot and a nice person. He's the only teacher with a classroom in the basement. He never turns on the lights and is usually hidden in the shadows. There is no way to explain him. He is tall with longer black hair. He usually wears a black work shirt and black skinny jeans with a blood red tie. He has extremely pale skin, I'm assuming from the lack of light, his eyes are this amazing honey colour that darkens and lightens depending on how you look at him, he has a cute pixie nose and beautiful thin lips. He always wears eyeliner and black eyeshadow. The students are terrified of him, well all of them but me.

"I want you to read chapter three. No delays." Mr. Way said. He always has a bit of a growl to his voice. When he's talking to me though his voice is as soft as silk. I finish chapter three and wait for what he has to say next. He has a certain spot in his classroom that is reserved. Students call that spot the devils spot. If you sit there it means you've got thick blood. Only students brace enough to face Mr. Way sit there. It's actually my desk. From this students are scared of me too. "You can read chapter four if you'd like Frank." He tells me softly without looking up from his work. How does he know I'm done?

"Will do Mr. Way." I say with a smile. I see him give a small smile.

'Father! Father stop!' The book reads. Shit, my dad's visiting tonight. I feel my breath start to get shaky. I feel a small tap on my shoulder and I jump.

"Are you okay Frank? You started panicking." He says quietly while kneeling infront of me. He always looks at me with these caring eyes. I just look up from my book. I can tell there's worry in my eyes. "Do you want to talk to me after class?" He says and puts his hand on my shoulder.

"S-sure." I manage to mutter out. He looks at me with worry. He pats my shoulder and goes back to his desk. Not long later the bell rings. Everyone but me and Mr. Way leaves the class. He sits in the desk beside me.

"What's wrong?" He asks. His black nails tapping gently against the table.

"M-my f-father. H-he's coming o-over." I stutter out trying to hold back the tears in my eyes. He gives me a questioning look. "H-he j-just got o-out of j-jail. He u-used t-to beat m-me a-and h-he n-nearly k-killed m-me a-and m-my m-mom." I try to say as calmly as possible but I'm shaking a bit. I hear nails scrape against the desk. I look at Mr. Way and see his nails look sharp, claw marks are across the desk. Too deep and animalistic for a human to create them. I hear a growl. It sound like an animal.

"What did he do to you?" I hear Mr.Way ask with a slight anger to his voice. Why is he angry though? I'm just a student to him. I look up to him and his eyes have darkens to the point of where they almost look black. I realize the growling is coming from him.

"C-called m-me names. P-punched m-me, k-kicked m-me. H-he t-told m-e t-to k-kill myself. Br-broke m-my b-bones a-and s-sent m-me t-to h-hospital." I say quietly. I hear the growl get louder. I start shaking more. I feel a hand on my shoulder. The hand is burning. I look over to see Mr. Way's hand on my shoulder. His nails look longer and are sharp enough to cut a bitch. I feel his nails dig into my shin slightly and I yelp. He quickly moves his hand off me and looks at me with worry in his face. I look at his hand and his nails are not sharp or long anymore.

"Sorry Frank. I'm worried about you. You are my best and nicest student. I don't care if I have this scary reputation around the school. I'm genuinely worried for you. I know I shouldn't do this but here's my cell number. Call me if anything happens and you need help. You are a brace soul Frank. Not many people have the guts to sit in the devils chair. You are a good soul. You shouldn't have to deal with that. Trust me. People are looking out for you." He says. He hands me a paper with numbers scrawled on it. I always get this feeling I'm being watched but it always disappears when Mr. Way is around. The feelings started when I started high school. "If you want you can stay here to calm down." He says gently. I do just so and end up falling asleep.

It's so hot here. I feel the heat pricking at my skin. I see creatures flying above. It looks scary but I'm actually quite calmed by my surroundings. I feel a similar sensation. Someone is watching me. I feel their presence right behind me.

A pair of dark wings wrap around my body almost like a shield. The wings are soft and beautiful. They are huge and wrap around me and the person behind me. Two arms come around my middle and I feel their head fall on my shoulder.

"I'll take care of you. Don't worry Frankie. I'll always be here for you." The familiar voice says. I know the voice but from where? I feel his breath on my skin. I look down to see two pale hands with long, sharp, black nails. This place looks like absolute hell but yet I feel safe.

"Who are you and where are we?" I ask. I hear him sigh. He kisses my neck and holds my hands. His hair tickling my neck but I don't dare laugh.

"Me? You know me out of this realm too. I won't tell you who I am but my name is Gerard. Well, that's what people in the other realm call me at the moment. We are in hell though. I know, it's a lot better than people make it sound like. I'm not a bad king. Actually hell is the good place and heaven is the bad. I've been hunting down this angel who has been hurting you. You aren't going to see my face just yet. If you did I would scare you. I'm always watching over you though. That feeling you get is from me. I'm the reason bullies don't dare touch you." He says and kisses my neck again. He runs one hand down my side and nuzzles into my neck.

"Realm? Okay Gerard. We are in hell? King? Wait you are the devil? I doubt you'll scare me. Thank you for watching over me. The reason the bullies don't touch me is because I sit in Mr. Way's devils chair. I'm the only person who isn't scared of him." I say and Gerard chuckles.

"Yes realm. We are in the dream realm. I can show you my world this way with out you freaking out. Yes we're in hell. I'm the devil, lucifer, satan, whatever you want to call me. It's not a problem watching over you sweetheart. It's Mr. Way and I protecting you. He knows you aren't scared of him and he's happy about that. He's a good man. If you need to talk just say my name. If you need someone to protect you in the physical world though call Mr. Way." He says. I feel two pointy and sharp things skimming on my neck as he talks. Fangs I'm assuming. He smiles on my neck and shifts his wings slightly. Our bodies pressed together.

I try to turn to see his face but as I turn, I wake up.

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