Vacant heart

(Gerard’s POV)
I wake up with Frank playing with my long sleeves. He must be bored. I grunt a bit trying to make him notice I am awake. He looks up shyly, blushing. “Hi….” He says nervously. “I was bored so I saw your sleeves and started to play with them. Sorry if I woke you.” I give him a smile kissing the top of his head. “It’s okay Frank.” He blushes and cuddles closer to me, tangling our legs together. He sighs and smiles as he closes his eyes. “I never want to stop doing this.” He says. I smile, as I wrapped my arms around him. “Me too.” I say kissing the top of his head.
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(1838)
I have been viciously killing innocent people for a year now and I am quite happy about it. I grunt when I felt something in my chest quite painful. I felt myself going farther and farther away from this monster as my dark side was telling me it was going to be here forever. I enjoyed killing these innocent people, taking them from their loved ones, like they did to me. I enjoyed it when a man came over and begged me as he cried in his pool of blood on my basement floor. “P-Please, G-Gerard! I h-have a w-wife and kid!” I got offended by that. I lean down over the man and gave him a devilish smile. “So did my brother, but your kind took him from me, so this is revenge.” I say very creepy. “You’re a monster!” He spits. I let out a loud scary laugh making the man pee himself. “You don’t think I know that?” He went pale. I scuffed and picked up the man, biting down really hard ripping his throat. He screamed trying to push me away, but I was far too strong compared to him. In the middle of finishing up the blood that was running out of his dead corpse something bright hits me and I am pushed to the wall. I grunt as my back slammed painfully into the wall. What was that? I think to myself looking around my basement. I tried to stand back up but there was a sharp pain in my chest. He is finally feeling the pain he put me through. Just a bit more until I am out of this body! I screamed at the pain, that was only getting worse. It felt like someone was pulling my heart out with a knife! He is feeling the pain in my heart! My eyes widened when I saw a replica of me staring at me. I looked like I have been crying for so many years. There were black bags under the eyes. “Look at what you’ve done.” He says with hurt written in his eyes. “You’ve split us in two.” Us? What? “I can read your thought.” He says. “I am the old you before you become a literal monster, that it physically hurts me.” He made a fist, but I knew my old self would never hurt someone. “Feel my vacant heart!” He yells before vanishing. “Wait!” I tried to call out, but when he left I felt like someone stabbed me in the chest. I yelled and fell to the ground holding my chest from the pain. I started to panic. I was confused and didn’t know what was happening. I sat on my knees as I watched my nails grow and felt my fangs grow bigger and sharper. “AAAAAH!” I yelled. My eyes then turned to the back of my head I couldn’t see anything.
I felt myself started to sweat as I fell back on the ground. I cried out trying to stand up. I still couldn’t see so I ran into things. When they rolled back I was a bit relieved I could see again, but was still panicking. My old bright self, showed up again giving light to the dark room. He showed up with a rope connecting our wrists as he held scissors ready to cut it. “Please help me!” I yelled, not standing the pain anymore. “I’m sorry. No.” He says finally looking up seeing our eyes. They are still glassy, but looked broken. “You’re on your own now.” He says cutting the rope. As soon as he cut it, the house shook, sending us flying across the room slamming into the wall. I grunt shaking my head, looking back up to only see myself gone. The pain in my chest turned into an empty feeling. I tried to stand up, but failed and hit my head as I fell back to the ground, knocking me out.
(The next day)
I woke up on the ground sore with a strong scent of death going around the manor. I grunt getting up dragging the corpse out of my manor to dispose of him. I got back into my manor and sit on the couch with a massive headache and a empty feeling in my chest. What happened las night? I am having a difficult time trying to remember. It will come back to me soon. The most I remember so far is killing the guy I just dispose of. What ever happened made me really sore. I felt something missing, but couldn’t think what it was. I looked at my hands and saw how ugly my claws were. They got longer and uglier overnight. Seriously what happened?
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(Few days later)
I started to get used to the empty feeling I didn’t miss. It make me lonely, but I was already lonely. “Hello?” I hear a scared woman say. I smiled and got up blending with the shadows to go downstairs to watch her. “Sweetie? Are you here?” She says crying. I laughed at her misery. I walked over her and she froze when she felt the coldness of my body near her. She turns around and I sank my teeth into her neck ripping her neck. She screams as she tries to escape, but she made it more fun for me. I drained her so quickly I was a bit upset. I disposed of her where I put her husband.
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(Few days later)
I went out late at night and picked out a newspaper in the trash and read ‘Baby starved when parents went missing.’ I laughed and threw it back into the trash.
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(Day I met Frank)
My chest throbbed in a familiar painful feeling. It finally hit me what happened after I killed that man! “Nice that you finally remembered.” He says appearing out of nowhere. “Where did you come from.” I hiss. “I came from you. When we were happy.” He says. “After you went crazy I had to go. I cut the rope connecting us, setting me free.” What the hell? “I watched you over the years and I saw how your heart became more vacant.” I got annoyed and got up from my bed. “Get to the point!” “I made you feel the pain you made me go through for many years.” He says crossing his arms. Pain? This is the second time he had mentioned a vacant heart. “What do you mean vacant heart?” I asked and then my old self vanished once again smirking before he was completely gone. I groan and fall back on my bed. Vacant heart, huh?

Notes

The slant words is Gerard's old self, so when they were both thinking at the same time Gerard was yelling in pain when his old self was trying to escape the body. Just helping some of you guys out!
-Jordan