Vampires Will Never Hurt You (Frerard)

GERARDS POV

I smile. I didn't think that he would actually agree to turning. I can't wait to get a taste of that sweet, sweet blood of his. And about the story, that'll be interesting.

"Well, my story." I say, thinking of where I should begin. Mikey would be a good option. "Let's start with my little brother Mikey." My eyes begin glossing over with tears. "He was my world. We were virtually the same person, besides the fact that he was an introvert. We would do everything together. Walk, play, listen to music, he was pretty much my happiness.

"Then he started falling into a hole. A depressing one, at that. He stopped talking, which was weird. He started retreating further and further into his own little world, and it was worrying, as a big brother. One day when he came down from breakfast, he had a couple of cuts littered on his arm. I didn't say anything, cause-cause I had done similar things. I knew how it felt.

"But one day we, and by we I mean me, my parents were out, couldn't find him. I went into his room to ask him if he was hungry, but he wasn't there. So I checked the bathroom, cause he had been gone for a couple of hours now. And when I walked in-" I sniff, "When I walked in..." Tears start streaming from my eyes. The memory of him laying in the bathtub, bloodied and broken, kept pushing its way to the front of my eyes. His glasses were still on his face, and you could almost imagine the pain away. A wooden stake was lying on the bloodstained tile floor, waiting to be used.

Frank takes my hands in his and begins kissing them all over. He patiently waits, staring up at me through those long eyelashes of his. I have a feeling he got what I was saying

"After... that.... I took the stake and hammered it in- I had to. And I just lied there. Crying for hours and hours until my ma came home and pulled me away from him. They fucking told me it was okay, they fucking told me it would all get better, and look at me now." I try to smile, but it comes out as a sob, somehow.

"Immediately after that I ran outside to a cliff. What else could I do? I was 18 and my best friend, brother, my family, he practically died in front of me. I jumped, and I-I don't remember much after that."

"I'm so sorry." He whispers, and leans in and starts brushing his lips over every single inch of skin he can find. My tears get caught on his lips, and I'm hoping that he knows how much I love him. I plan on telling him, soon.

"You're my everything, now." I say, rubbing his back. Next I have to give him tips on being a vampire. Shouldn't be too hard, I've been doing it for six years now. But God, were those first months hard.

"Next, with your request." I say, pulling away to look into those innocent eyes of his. "You want to find a crew to help you out with your first couple months. It's an unwritten vampire law that when you find a dead body, you have to take it in and get blood for them. Whether it be human or animal, they have to have something. I'll be yours." I decide to leave out the fact that my nurturer was Jet Star.

He smiles, looking so eager. When you get your first drop of blood, it tastes so good. Like jacking off, but for your mouth. I wonder how Frankie'll taste.

"The main problem for us will be the VCD, but I have a spot that they don't know about. We can stay there, and now all we'll have to worry about is Jet Star and his crew. As long as you can climb tree's you'll be good." Frankie nods, telling me to go on. "When you first wake up, you gotta get a lot of blood. A lot. While you're in your transformation I'll be getting that. The rest, I'll tell you all about then after you've turned."

Frankie smiles, but I can see a question written on his face. "Where will you turn me?" He asks. I tell him that I'll take him to my bedroom when he's ready, but he interrupts me halfway through the sentence.

"I'm ready. Tonight." I blink, something like this was bigger than consenting to sex. "Are you sure? No regrets? No goodbyes?" He nods eagerly, and when I silently ask him to elaborate, he says, "My only friend stormed out on me today. I can leave a note to my mom." Wow. I'll be taking Frankies V-card tonight (V as in vampire).

"Can't wait."

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Later that night, I'm helping Frank put the last touches on his goodbye note. Before I can read through it, he folds it up and tapes it to his desk. His door is unlocked, and his window is open. I can smell the fresh air streaming in-it's been a while.

"You ready?" I ask, lacing up my shoes. "Ready as I'll every be." It's November 1st, so the VCD will be on high lookout for vamps. Good thing I'm a fast runner.

"No matter what, follow me. Don't make eye contact, don't open your mouth, don't do anything unless I'm doing it. Got it?" I ask, and he nods. "Good." I slide the window up, and step outside. I rush down the stairs, hearing Frankie thunder down behind me. Once I reach the ground, I bolt right, making sure Frankie doesn't fall behind.

I'm on the vampire list for the VCD. They know to arrest me. That's why we have to blend in. I slow down to make it look like we aren't in a hurry, and head for the forest by the cemetery. Getting past the graves, I look back at Frank. His face his solemn, no emotion shown. He'd be a great vampire.

After about 5 minutes of walking in silence, I see a familiar tree with a carving in it (R+T, probably some teenagers). I know to drop down to the ditch. I hold my hand out to Frank, who takes it and I help him jump down. When he's there, I land beside him and kiss him. Hard.

He takes it by surprise, but kisses back. I start backing him to the bed, or pile of stolen cushions, and shove him onto it. I fall on top of him and start undoing his jacket. We've gone over this; I need his shirt off so not much of his clothing gets stained.

He strips his shirt off, and I will by boner down. This night has a different purpose. I look at him one last time, and whisper, "Are you sure?" He nods, leaning back into the pillow. I stare at his neck, choosing a good place to start. I decide on a place just above his collarbone; his sweet spot. I turned into a vampire without help from anyone else, so I'm not sure, but getting turned is supposed to feel fucking good.

I lick my lips and fangs, and begin licking at his neck. He lets out a few whimpers, and without warning I pierce his skin with my fangs.

Oh my fucking God.

I start sucking and feel amazing. I feel electricity shooting down my spine, and my stomach starts filling. But one bite won't do it. I take in a couple more mouthfuls, then pull out and quickly reconnect somewhere else. It feels just as good the second time. I can't help but let out a breathy moan. He might have passed out by now, I'm not sure of his tolerance.

I reconnect in a different spot, higher up on his neck, I can see that blood has started dripping down, onto his chest. I'll bite near his heart next. I get another dozen or so mouthfuls until I move to his heart. This is the best spot. I pierce his flesh and start sucking. I feel his blood starting to drain, and I know enough to leave a little bit of blood in the human.

I pull out for a final time and collapse onto Franks chest. He isn't breathing, which is a good sign. During transition, vamps don't breath. By far the best blood I've ever drank. I need to take an hour nap, then I'll go out and get some blood for him.

Notes

oOo two updates in a day did I surprise yall