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A smirked painted over my lips as my tongue brushed over them, he smelt delicious. The smell wafted over me. I closed my eyes and pulled back and glanced down into those hazel eyes and saw the fear and confusion. Malice circled my emotions and my eyes darkened.
“ Tell me frank do you think it very fair that you lived and I didn’t?” I questioned leaning closer to his shocked face. Watching as all I had said registered in his eyes.
“ I-I am sorry I-I n-never meant f-for you to die” he whispered. My hearted clenched seeing the sincerity in his eyes. My heart told me it was not his fault but the blood in my dead veins boiled and my fangs grew larger. My eyes flashed red as I snarled at him.
“ What good does that do me know?” I snapped leaning forward fist clenching and unclenching. I watched curiously as tears welled into his eyes. Confusion engulfed me and I froze before him. Locked in his gaze I had no idea of what to do. Half of me knew it was not his doing. But the new part of me thought other wise. My muscles grew tense as I fought inwardly over which side would win. A longing desire loomed inside me to rip through his flesh slowly and watch as he slowly died in agony. But another side of me yearned for something else. I knew not what it wanted but it yearned for something.
A single teardrop fell and landed onto my cold flesh and I flung myself back and into the dark corner. Watching him from my corner I noticed him watching me just as intently. My muscles shook as I watched this bizarre human.
Torn between my two I options I fled, bolting down the halls and out the doors into the cold dark rainy night.
Not knowing where I was going or what I was intending to do, I just continued to run, I had to get away and mull over what my decision would be. I felt the familiar rip at my throat as the thirst tugged at me. Trying my best to ignore it I continued to run. Returning to my dark house I ran in and slammed the door shut locking it I went into my room.
This made no sense I had no idea of what to do, and no matter what I did his face did not leave my mind, ripping at my emotions making me remain indecisive.
What was I going to do?
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Tears ran down my face as I watched him bolt from the room. Confusion rocked over me as I watched the man I supposedly killed running from my room. Looking down at my hands I saw blood, my hands were now stained with his blood, I was the reason he was dead. I caused his pain and misfortune. But. If I killed him how could he have just been in my room?
Dropping my feet over the edge of my bed I got down and wandered out the doors ripping my IV and all the other little needles in my skin out. I felt the blood drop down my arms as I continued down the hall to the front reception.
Upon my arrival the nurses began to panic and ran over to me. Only then did I comprehend how things my look. Me wandering down the hall in my hospital gown, my tears drenched face and blood drenched arms. My body shaking as I looked up at them.
“ G-Go down t-to the morgue t-there should b-be a b-body m-missing” I stammered fear drenched my veins as the image of his fangs shot through my mind. That was when everything clicked. I knew what he was. What I had created.
Him, Gerard Way was now a vampire. But he was no ordinary vampire he was one born or wraith and hate. He had become this because I had killed him before he was meant to die. The true Gerard may not hold a grudge but his new vampire blood was born to hold grudges through eternity. Now I understood why he left my room. I could only hope the human emotions he still bore were strong enough to fight off the inner vampire. I only just then noticed the nurses talking to me.
“ Mr Iero you should not be out of bed come on we must take you back and clean up your wounds.” She said sweetly. Shaking my head I tore myself away from her.
“ No check the morgue first I will go nowhere b-before you check it, s-see if the b-body of G-Gerard way is d-down there” I said as forcibly as I could. I watched her sigh as one of the other nurses went down there.
I jumped as I heard her shrill scream and watched as she ran back into the room and began to call the police. The other nurses looked at me with fear. I realised what had happened, Gerard was gone and he must have fed when he woke up, and me knowing all of this looked suspicious so they thought I had done it.
I looked behind me as the police charged in pushing me to the ground roughly and clenching my hands behind my back before cuffing them. I struggled and tried to reason with them but it did little good. They dragged me towards their vehicles where the lights were flashed blue and red. Being shoved into the back and told to be quite there was nothing much I could do other then sit there.
When we arrived I was dragged into a cell and thrown to the ground before locked in. tears dripped down my face as I realised I deserved this. I killed a man this was the consequence. I looked toward the bared window and out at the full moon.
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The next night was cold. I had no blanket or bed. I just sat on the cold cement and stared at the ground, but a noise caught my interest. Looking to the window and saw something I wasn’t expecting.
He was there at my window. Peering in at me. Staring at me a hunger in his eyes. A hunger. For revenge. The fangs glinted in the light. It was him.
Gerard.
“ Tell me frank do you think it very fair that you lived and I didn’t?” I questioned leaning closer to his shocked face. Watching as all I had said registered in his eyes.
“ I-I am sorry I-I n-never meant f-for you to die” he whispered. My hearted clenched seeing the sincerity in his eyes. My heart told me it was not his fault but the blood in my dead veins boiled and my fangs grew larger. My eyes flashed red as I snarled at him.
“ What good does that do me know?” I snapped leaning forward fist clenching and unclenching. I watched curiously as tears welled into his eyes. Confusion engulfed me and I froze before him. Locked in his gaze I had no idea of what to do. Half of me knew it was not his doing. But the new part of me thought other wise. My muscles grew tense as I fought inwardly over which side would win. A longing desire loomed inside me to rip through his flesh slowly and watch as he slowly died in agony. But another side of me yearned for something else. I knew not what it wanted but it yearned for something.
A single teardrop fell and landed onto my cold flesh and I flung myself back and into the dark corner. Watching him from my corner I noticed him watching me just as intently. My muscles shook as I watched this bizarre human.
Torn between my two I options I fled, bolting down the halls and out the doors into the cold dark rainy night.
Not knowing where I was going or what I was intending to do, I just continued to run, I had to get away and mull over what my decision would be. I felt the familiar rip at my throat as the thirst tugged at me. Trying my best to ignore it I continued to run. Returning to my dark house I ran in and slammed the door shut locking it I went into my room.
This made no sense I had no idea of what to do, and no matter what I did his face did not leave my mind, ripping at my emotions making me remain indecisive.
What was I going to do?
……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….................................................
Tears ran down my face as I watched him bolt from the room. Confusion rocked over me as I watched the man I supposedly killed running from my room. Looking down at my hands I saw blood, my hands were now stained with his blood, I was the reason he was dead. I caused his pain and misfortune. But. If I killed him how could he have just been in my room?
Dropping my feet over the edge of my bed I got down and wandered out the doors ripping my IV and all the other little needles in my skin out. I felt the blood drop down my arms as I continued down the hall to the front reception.
Upon my arrival the nurses began to panic and ran over to me. Only then did I comprehend how things my look. Me wandering down the hall in my hospital gown, my tears drenched face and blood drenched arms. My body shaking as I looked up at them.
“ G-Go down t-to the morgue t-there should b-be a b-body m-missing” I stammered fear drenched my veins as the image of his fangs shot through my mind. That was when everything clicked. I knew what he was. What I had created.
Him, Gerard Way was now a vampire. But he was no ordinary vampire he was one born or wraith and hate. He had become this because I had killed him before he was meant to die. The true Gerard may not hold a grudge but his new vampire blood was born to hold grudges through eternity. Now I understood why he left my room. I could only hope the human emotions he still bore were strong enough to fight off the inner vampire. I only just then noticed the nurses talking to me.
“ Mr Iero you should not be out of bed come on we must take you back and clean up your wounds.” She said sweetly. Shaking my head I tore myself away from her.
“ No check the morgue first I will go nowhere b-before you check it, s-see if the b-body of G-Gerard way is d-down there” I said as forcibly as I could. I watched her sigh as one of the other nurses went down there.
I jumped as I heard her shrill scream and watched as she ran back into the room and began to call the police. The other nurses looked at me with fear. I realised what had happened, Gerard was gone and he must have fed when he woke up, and me knowing all of this looked suspicious so they thought I had done it.
I looked behind me as the police charged in pushing me to the ground roughly and clenching my hands behind my back before cuffing them. I struggled and tried to reason with them but it did little good. They dragged me towards their vehicles where the lights were flashed blue and red. Being shoved into the back and told to be quite there was nothing much I could do other then sit there.
When we arrived I was dragged into a cell and thrown to the ground before locked in. tears dripped down my face as I realised I deserved this. I killed a man this was the consequence. I looked toward the bared window and out at the full moon.
……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..................................................
The next night was cold. I had no blanket or bed. I just sat on the cold cement and stared at the ground, but a noise caught my interest. Looking to the window and saw something I wasn’t expecting.
He was there at my window. Peering in at me. Staring at me a hunger in his eyes. A hunger. For revenge. The fangs glinted in the light. It was him.
Gerard.
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