Sometimes, They Aren't Always Bad.

Being with Gerard makes everything more understandable all of a sudden. It's like he gave silent instructions telling you exactly what to do in a time of need. He was more reliable than Bob had ever been. Not Ray though, he gave me a place to stay for God's sake. Gerard had a way of explaining something and having it make complete sense. Even if it was the most bizarre thing you could ever think of.

"You see why the Southerners wanted what they did?" Gerard asked looking at Frank curiously. Gerard had been asking him question ever since they got there. Whether it was about homework, his love life, or his experiences in life, Gerard had been interested in all of them.

"They just sound like a bunch of assholes to me." I said rubbing my scalp with my fingernails. It was something that had calmed him down ever since he was a kid. He didn't know why but it did and he was very grateful for it. It was a way for him to escape his pain for a few seconds of the day and think. What about? Well, it depended on the day and what was going on.

"That they were, Frankie." Gerard said looking at Frank's homework sheet. He furrowed his brows and looked closer to the paper.

"Are we done or is there more?" I asked seeing a look in his eyes that I've never seen on any other person before.

"Who gave you this paper, Frank?" Gerard in a serious tone.

"Um, I think one of the people in front of me." Frank said honestly. He didn't really pay attention to where he had gotten it from. He was too busy worrying about Bert pulling his hair.

"Bert gave you his number." Gerard stated putting the paper down.

"What?!" I asked completely shocked. I mean why would the person who wanted to rape you give you his number?

"Yeah, he says 'text me or I'll find you.' Dumbass." Gerard said picking the paper back up. He pulled out his phone and began to type something out. He sighed before putting the phone up to his ear.

"What are you doing?" I asked furrowing my brows.

"Finish your homework. I'll be back." Gerard said before getting off the creaking bed and out the door. The creak was awkward, as I had mentioned before. I picked up the sheet and erased Bert's little note, not wanting to deal with him in real life or over text. God, this was so weird. I haven't fallen victim to vampires in a long time. One was Bert, obviously. He wanted me of all the people he could choose, he had to choose me. Second was Gerard. He has captivated me with his calm words, his good deeds, and normal life.

Thinking about Gerard was all I did for a while. Homework answers were second in my mind but I filled them out anyway. because Gerard had told me to. I'm even doing things to please him now. My homework which I would never do regularly, I'm skipping out on my history class, and I'm staying for dinner. That last one was mostly for his mother and me but I could still think that I was giving hi some satisfaction in staying.

"Alright," Gerard said opening the door back up. "That should take care of that." He said slipping his phone back into his pocket. He looked gorgeous. Pale skin and all, it makes Gerard who he is and who he is is beautiful.

'Oh God, What is happening to me?' I thought to myself as Gerard settled back onto the bed. It creaked and groaned under our weight as he bounced up and down a bit, causing extra creaks. I blushed at the thoughts going on inside my own head. It did sound like we were having sex when the bed did that and I couldn't help but smile and suppress a giggle.

"What's so funny?" Gerard scanning over my homework before nodding, handing it back to me. He looked at me eagerly, awaiting my answer. To me it was an easy answer but that's probably cause I already had it up in my head.

"Nothing." I said putting my book in my bag. I had finished my homework and we still needed to work on our project but Gerard didn't seem interested in that at the moment. He was more interested on my burst of giggles.

"No really, tell me." He encouraged, a smile spreading across his face. He looked like he was about to laugh with me.

"Your bed... Just makes funny noises." I said blushing. He laughed after letting the words whirl around his head for a minute.

"I know. Can you imagine the embarrassment?" Gerard said standing up on his creaky bed. I looked at him confusion before he began to jump, making the whole bed erupt in loud groans and creak. It was like the bed was asking 'Could you please not?' And on top of that Gerard began to make loud, over exaggerated moaning noises. I looked at him in disbelief for a few seconds before laughing at the 17 year old boy jumping on his bed, making moaning noises.

"Okay! Okay!" I said putting my hand over my ears, not wanting to hear anymore of his inappropriate vocals. He stopped jumping but still stood there, on the bed looking at me. I knew I was blushing. I could just feel it. I wasn't afraid of letting him see it because he was blushing too so it was kind of like we were equal. He was probably blushing because of the exercise that he just did. But, I was blushing because some of those noises sounded really real. And it made my stomach feel nauseous.

"Did you like it Frankie? It's called... I wanna make love to you. It's my new hit." Gerard said jumping off his bed, letting more creaks escape. He laughed along with me at his own joke as he sat on the bed. He crossed his legs and smiled at me.

"Wow, I'll make sure to look for it in local stores near me." I said wording people on the television. I never really watched T.V. It was just when I wanted to not listen to Ray getting admired by his parents.

"Well, we have to pick up Mikey so if you would follow me to the car," Gerard said getting back up off his bed and going to the door. The problem was, I really didn't want to leave this place. I already felt so at home that I knew I was getting way to comfortable with Gerard. He was a vampire after all. I followed him to the car anyways. "Keep your hands and feet in at all times. We may try to eat them." Gerard said turning around with an amused smile on his face. It wasn't a threat, it was a joke but it still scared me.

"Oh." I said showing some of my discomfort in his words.

"I'm kidding calm down." Gerard said laughing the joke off. He ruffled my hair and turned back around, reaching the end of the stairs. He grabbed his shoes and walked off into the living room to put them on. I followed closely behind him, only sitting on the closes chair available.

"Are you boys going to pick up Mikey?" His mom asked from the kitchen.

"Yeah." Gerard said tying off his shoelace before standing up. I followed him in the kitchen and grabbed a bag of chips. I looked at him in confusion. How could he eat so much human food? Vampires always brought there own lunches because they say our food doesn't taste good.

"They're for Mikey. He's always hungry after school." Gerard said practically reading my mind. I nodded and looked to his mother. She was stirring something in a hot pan on the stove. She really looked like she enjoyed doing it, even though she was sweating.

"Food will be done in 30 minutes. Make sure you're home and washed up before then." She scolded pointing a finger at Gerard.

"Yeah mom." He said waving her off, smiling.

"He's always late." She said letting me in on the hidden joke of the conversation. I nodded as she returned back to working. Gerard was halfway to the door when I caught up with him.

'Did I tell Ray that I left?' I asked myself but I just shrugged, not bothering to remember. He won't mind if I'm home by ten.

Gerard held the door open for me as I made my way to the car. I bowed poshly and he laughed as I got into the car. It still smelt as great as when we left it. Totally not creepy at all Frank. I buckled my seatbelt right away knowing Gerard would ask me to do it when he got into the car anyway.

"So, you draw?" I asked when he got into the car. He looked at me and smiled, starting up the car.

"Yeah, a little. Just some pieces here and there. Just for fun." Gerard said buckling his seatbelt before looking down at mine, making sure that it was buckled properly. I found it kind of cute that he cared for my welfare. But, he probably does that to everyone.

"A little! Dude, your room was full of art! You could sell that a make like a shit ton of money for that stuff." I said looking at him in confusion. He shrugged and kept his eyes on the road.

"Did you like the drawing I gave you?" He asked after a while of us sitting in silence.

"I really did. Is that why you were staring at me so much?" I asked my eyebrows knit in confusion.

"Yeah. And you're just really beautiful." Gerard said with a straight face. I was taken aback by his sudden words.

"T-thank you?" I asked, a blush making it's way to my face.

"You're welcome." He chuckled turning into the school parking lot. I mentally tried to pick out which one was his brother. Most of them were as pale as Gerard but none of them had a resemblance to him. I was beginning to think his brother ditched like us but a small kid with glasses came bounding over to the car in a Star Wars sweatshirt.

"Hey Mikey!" Gerard said unbuckling his seatbelt before getting out and pulling his seat forward. The kid was very small compared to Gerard and had to be around 13 or 14. He had brown hair that was swept to the side and held out of the way of his face by his small frame glasses. A beanie sat atop his head covering the back of his hair which had to be a mess by now.

"Hey Gerard!" Mikey said throwing his stuff in the back while hopping in, getting comfortable in the seat.

"How was school?" Gerard asked while pushing the seat back before getting into the car and starting it.

"It was great. I got a lot of comments on my sweatshirt and I made some cool friends." Mikey said searching through his bag for something but frowning when he came up with nothing. "Got anything for me to eat?" Mikey asked eyeing me before looking at Gerard expectantly.

"Yep." Gerard said throwing back the small bag of chips while buckling his buckle with one hand which, looked very difficult for him but he managed to get in on before pulling out of the school parking lot. I got out my phone and texted Ray telling him that I was with a friends house and that I'll be home by ten. I put it away not waiting for his answer.

"Who's the dude?" Mikey asked Gerard, shoving a handful of chips into his mouth.

"Mikey this is Frank, Frank this is Mikey." Gerard introduced while keeping his eyes on the road.

"Nice to meet you Mikey." I said turning around to smile at him.

"You smell real good." Mikey said staring at me as if he were in a trance.

"Um." I simply couldn't find words for that. What? Was I supposed to say 'Thanks for saying I smelt nice, so do you.'? It even sounded awful to say in my head.

"He's not food Mikey. He's a friend." Gerard stated with a authoritative tone.

'One already wants to rape me. Now Gerard's brother wants to eat me too? This day just keep getting better and better.' I thought to myself while unknowingly beginning to scratch at my forearm. I've created small vertical scar marks from when I did it in the past but they were small and you could barely see them. No one stopped me back then so I guess it just got worse and worse. My forearm was already red from scratching it while worrying about Bert but the pain didn't bother me until it happened after.

"Don't do that." Gerard said taking his hand off the wheel to stop my nervous scratching. His voice was calm not demanding or scolding like it had been with Mikey. His hand gently pushed mine away and he looked down for a second to inspect the scratches. Scabs from earlier had been reopened a bit and it had started to bleed.

'Shit! He can smell my blood he's going to eat me! This is it. I tried mom.' I thought in my head as I watched Gerard. He let go of my arm and reached to the glove compartment, blindly searching for something. His eyes were turned back to the road as he slowed down, not stopping though.

He pulled napkins out of the glove compartment and shut it. He grabbed my left hand and set it on his lap. I had to stretch a little but the car wasn't so big that I had to stretch to the point where it would hurt after too long. He pressed the napkins to my flesh and I watched as the small amounts of blood were sucked into the napkins fabric.

"You really should stop that. Sooner or later there's going to be some pretty serious scars." Gerard said rubbing his hand up and down the part of my forearm that wasn't covered. He didn't push my hand away and I didn't try to get away so we just let the position happen.

"Nobody told me to stop when I was a kid so I guess I continued. Ray always told me it was a nervous habit." I explained moving my free hand around a bit.

"Well, I'm here to tell you now. And there's no need to be nervous. I won't let Mikey eat you. If anyone's gonna eat you it's going to be me." Gerard finished with a tiny wink. At that moment I noticed how close my hand was to Gerard's crotch and I saw my fingers twitch at the need to touch it. I refrained because I had just met Gerard and Mikey was in the back looking at us curiously.

"Why do you get to eat him? Can you atleast share?" Mikey said with a confused and angry look on his face. His eyes had the lightest amber glow to them as he thought about drinking my blood.

"I was kidding Mikey. Your cravings are really raging today aren't they?" Gerard asked as he looked at mikey in the rear-view mirror.

"Yeah. I don't know why though." Mikey said shrugging. The amber glow subsided and I realized his eyes were very similar to Gerard's except Mikey's were brighter. Maybe it was because of his youth.

"It's probably because it was your first time seeing so many humans in one place. I remember when I was a freshman. It was really hard to get used to it but you will. I promise." Gerard said flashing Mikey a small toothed smile. I couldn't help but swoon over his calm and caring nature that he had towards his brother. It was really cute.

'Oh God! What is happening to me?!'

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