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Die Like Starcrossed Lovers
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IM DONE
THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER.
IM SORRY IF THE ENDING SUCKS.
i'll be writing other stories as well so if you like me you can look out for my name and i'll try and update faster with my other stories :)
sorry it took ages babes xxx
Frank’s p.o.v.
The searing pain of the knife makes me scream out. My whole torso felt like it was on fire. I could hardly breathe, all I could see was the blurry image on Danny's sneering grin.
He was laughing, a laugh that could turn your blood cold. The sound of it was working itself into my head. Into my blood. Pounding through my body.
This was how I was going to die. Right now, I wish my life would flash though my eyes- just like they say. Maybe I could see better times with Gerard. I could see our time together, since I wouldn't be able to live it now. I was sure I was going to die. With Danny's murdering laugh in my ears.
Then it stopped.
Gerard’s p.o.v.
“FRANK!” I shouted, my hand extended towards him, but it was hopeless. Danny had shot me in too many places in my legs and I couldn’t get up. I clawed desperately at the bullet holes in my legs, trying to dig them out. Once they were out I could heal.
Frank chocked out a sob that sounded vaguely like my name, a pained expression possessing his face. I let out a frustrated noise and dug deeper into the wound at my knee, loosening the bullet and removing it. The hole closed up nearly immediately and I quickly moved onto the next wound.
While I was working on my legs I didn’t notice Danny drop Frank, and turn to me. He stepped up to me, knelt down in front of me, startling me. I flinched away, a low growl escaping my throat as I glanced behind him to see Frank’s limp form. So pale.
Danny sighed and dug his finger into the bullet wound on my other knee, removing the bullet with ease. Seeing the stunned expression on my face he laughed and muttered, “Don’t want you dying anytime soon. Need you to feel the pain.” Giggling again as he dug too deep into the last wound when taking out the last bullet.
As soon as the last wound healed I leaped up and partially dived at Frank’s motionless body. Tears began to build up at the sight of his pale skin and limp limbs.
I distantly heard Danny and the man who knocked out Mikey and Ray leave, an air of laughter with them.
I looked down on Frank’s body, tears dripping from my eyes. The bloody hole in his stomach staining Frank’s favourite Misfits shirt. I pulled his body into my arms, whispering into his ear. “Frank. Frankie. Oh god please. Please don’t be dead.”
“Urghghh”
**The end
JOKING!!!!!
I find your lack of faith disturbing **
I jerked my face away from Frank’s, staring at him. Did he …
“Ugggh” It was soft but I was sure it came from frank.
“Frank?” I said, shaking him slightly, “Frankie?”
“Fuuuu”
“Frank!”
“G’rd?” Frank’s eyelids flickered open, his voice weak.
“Holy shit.” I breathed, “We need to get to a hospital.”
I moved to pick Frank up when Frank gave out a frustrated groan, “No.”
“What!? Frank you need fucking help! We need to get you to a fucking hospital!” I near shouted, my eyes wide.
“No.” Frank whispered. I doubted he could speak louder than that. “T’rn me Gee.”
“I- what?!”
“W’nt be with you. “
I blinked. “Frank we are so not having this conversation right now. You are dying.”
“’sactly”
“But your mom! You can’t just leave her! You even said it yourse-“
“Gee” Frank interrupted. “Dead or vamp’r?”
“I- Frank. It hurts. So much.”
“Already h’rts Gee.” Frank blinked up at me, eyes flooding. “Please.”
Stoking Frank’s cheek, I let out a shaky breathe. I couldn’t lose him.
“Okay. Okay Frankie, I’ll change you.” I whisper, suddenly excited. We could be together.
Frank shuts his eyes, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly. “Hurry.”
I quickly bring my wrist up to my mouth, biting it deep. “Open up Frankie.” I tip my wrist over Frank open lips, coaxing the blood into his mouth. “You have to swallow it, Frank” I say, making more blood fall into his mouth.
“Gerard-what--?” I turn to see Mikey and Ray staring at me.
I turn back to Frank, making sure enough of the blood gets into his mouth. He’s gone still. “He asked. He was dying. I had to.” I frowned, Frank was very still.
Just as I was about to pull my arm away to shake Frank, he reached up while growling and brought my arm down to his mouth. I allowed him to drink some before tugging my arm away to hold Frank down. It was about to get messy.
Frank’s p.o.v
I woke up with Gerard’s arms wrapped around me. I could feel his breathe on my neck and his legs tangled with mine. I felt great. Better than I had in a long while.
Then I remembered what had happened last night. Well most of it.
“You awake, Frankie?” I heard Gerard mumble into the back of neck.
“Mmhmm.” I roll over so I’m facing Gerard. “What happened after Danny stabbed me. It’s all fuzzy after that.”
Gerard sighed, his black hair falling over his eyes, “You were dying. And you asked me to turn you.” He sighed again. “So I did.”
“So I’m a vampire now?!” I ask, my mouth wide. “Wait, what happened with Danny? Did hurt anyone else? Oh my god what happened with my mom?” I sat up quickly, noticing that we were in Gerard’s bedroom.
“Relax Frankie. I left a note to your mom saying you were at mine and I took you over here in time for your transition. Ray and Mikey cleaned up your house.” Gerard explained. “As for Danny, he got away. I was too concerned with you dying to really care at that moment.”
I move to straddle Gerard’s hips, “He might come back once he realises I’m still alive and your happy and shit.”
Gerard laughed, “We’ll just have to be ready.”
I smiled but then a thought came to mind, “Gerard…will I kill people?”
“No,” Gerard said immediately. “We’ll get your straight into the blood bags and you wouldn’t hurt anyone. I promise.”
I grin down at Gerard, “I love you.” I say, leaning down to kiss him.
“I love you too, Frankie.”
~THE END~
*breathes* oh thank fuck I've finished.
hugs from vampire Frankie if you R&R :)))))
THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER.
IM SORRY IF THE ENDING SUCKS.
i'll be writing other stories as well so if you like me you can look out for my name and i'll try and update faster with my other stories :)
sorry it took ages babes xxx
Frank’s p.o.v.
The searing pain of the knife makes me scream out. My whole torso felt like it was on fire. I could hardly breathe, all I could see was the blurry image on Danny's sneering grin.
He was laughing, a laugh that could turn your blood cold. The sound of it was working itself into my head. Into my blood. Pounding through my body.
This was how I was going to die. Right now, I wish my life would flash though my eyes- just like they say. Maybe I could see better times with Gerard. I could see our time together, since I wouldn't be able to live it now. I was sure I was going to die. With Danny's murdering laugh in my ears.
Then it stopped.
Gerard’s p.o.v.
“FRANK!” I shouted, my hand extended towards him, but it was hopeless. Danny had shot me in too many places in my legs and I couldn’t get up. I clawed desperately at the bullet holes in my legs, trying to dig them out. Once they were out I could heal.
Frank chocked out a sob that sounded vaguely like my name, a pained expression possessing his face. I let out a frustrated noise and dug deeper into the wound at my knee, loosening the bullet and removing it. The hole closed up nearly immediately and I quickly moved onto the next wound.
While I was working on my legs I didn’t notice Danny drop Frank, and turn to me. He stepped up to me, knelt down in front of me, startling me. I flinched away, a low growl escaping my throat as I glanced behind him to see Frank’s limp form. So pale.
Danny sighed and dug his finger into the bullet wound on my other knee, removing the bullet with ease. Seeing the stunned expression on my face he laughed and muttered, “Don’t want you dying anytime soon. Need you to feel the pain.” Giggling again as he dug too deep into the last wound when taking out the last bullet.
As soon as the last wound healed I leaped up and partially dived at Frank’s motionless body. Tears began to build up at the sight of his pale skin and limp limbs.
I distantly heard Danny and the man who knocked out Mikey and Ray leave, an air of laughter with them.
I looked down on Frank’s body, tears dripping from my eyes. The bloody hole in his stomach staining Frank’s favourite Misfits shirt. I pulled his body into my arms, whispering into his ear. “Frank. Frankie. Oh god please. Please don’t be dead.”
“Urghghh”
**The end
JOKING!!!!!
I find your lack of faith disturbing **
I jerked my face away from Frank’s, staring at him. Did he …
“Ugggh” It was soft but I was sure it came from frank.
“Frank?” I said, shaking him slightly, “Frankie?”
“Fuuuu”
“Frank!”
“G’rd?” Frank’s eyelids flickered open, his voice weak.
“Holy shit.” I breathed, “We need to get to a hospital.”
I moved to pick Frank up when Frank gave out a frustrated groan, “No.”
“What!? Frank you need fucking help! We need to get you to a fucking hospital!” I near shouted, my eyes wide.
“No.” Frank whispered. I doubted he could speak louder than that. “T’rn me Gee.”
“I- what?!”
“W’nt be with you. “
I blinked. “Frank we are so not having this conversation right now. You are dying.”
“’sactly”
“But your mom! You can’t just leave her! You even said it yourse-“
“Gee” Frank interrupted. “Dead or vamp’r?”
“I- Frank. It hurts. So much.”
“Already h’rts Gee.” Frank blinked up at me, eyes flooding. “Please.”
Stoking Frank’s cheek, I let out a shaky breathe. I couldn’t lose him.
“Okay. Okay Frankie, I’ll change you.” I whisper, suddenly excited. We could be together.
Frank shuts his eyes, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly. “Hurry.”
I quickly bring my wrist up to my mouth, biting it deep. “Open up Frankie.” I tip my wrist over Frank open lips, coaxing the blood into his mouth. “You have to swallow it, Frank” I say, making more blood fall into his mouth.
“Gerard-what--?” I turn to see Mikey and Ray staring at me.
I turn back to Frank, making sure enough of the blood gets into his mouth. He’s gone still. “He asked. He was dying. I had to.” I frowned, Frank was very still.
Just as I was about to pull my arm away to shake Frank, he reached up while growling and brought my arm down to his mouth. I allowed him to drink some before tugging my arm away to hold Frank down. It was about to get messy.
Frank’s p.o.v
I woke up with Gerard’s arms wrapped around me. I could feel his breathe on my neck and his legs tangled with mine. I felt great. Better than I had in a long while.
Then I remembered what had happened last night. Well most of it.
“You awake, Frankie?” I heard Gerard mumble into the back of neck.
“Mmhmm.” I roll over so I’m facing Gerard. “What happened after Danny stabbed me. It’s all fuzzy after that.”
Gerard sighed, his black hair falling over his eyes, “You were dying. And you asked me to turn you.” He sighed again. “So I did.”
“So I’m a vampire now?!” I ask, my mouth wide. “Wait, what happened with Danny? Did hurt anyone else? Oh my god what happened with my mom?” I sat up quickly, noticing that we were in Gerard’s bedroom.
“Relax Frankie. I left a note to your mom saying you were at mine and I took you over here in time for your transition. Ray and Mikey cleaned up your house.” Gerard explained. “As for Danny, he got away. I was too concerned with you dying to really care at that moment.”
I move to straddle Gerard’s hips, “He might come back once he realises I’m still alive and your happy and shit.”
Gerard laughed, “We’ll just have to be ready.”
I smiled but then a thought came to mind, “Gerard…will I kill people?”
“No,” Gerard said immediately. “We’ll get your straight into the blood bags and you wouldn’t hurt anyone. I promise.”
I grin down at Gerard, “I love you.” I say, leaning down to kiss him.
“I love you too, Frankie.”
~THE END~
*breathes* oh thank fuck I've finished.
hugs from vampire Frankie if you R&R :)))))
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