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It was early morning the sun had just risen over the horizon. I sat watching the news while Gerard still slept. A report on a male and female who were brutally murdered just one night ago. I gasped as the news reporter said how they died. How could anyone do anything like that? He announced their names. James Conwell and Rose Burming.
James had his chest cavity ripped open and his heart crushed. But isn’t what made me freeze. The girlfriend had her blood drained. And claws marks running down her back. I shivered, so a vampire did this? He also left behind a single red rose.
Who could be so horrible and barbaric? I heard Gerard move beside me, he was staring at the screen coldly. I frowned.
“ Gerard can you believe this who would do something like that?” I mumbled to myself. I saw him shrink down in guilt it seemed. I froze as my blood ran cold. Shaking my head in disbelief.
“No, no, no” I whispered in denial shaking my head profusely. It couldn’t be. He couldn’t have done that could he? I saw him move to come closer to me. I backed up falling off the bed and stared up at him in shock and hurt, with a little bit of fear laced through my body.
“ Frankie please you don’t understand” he said moving closer I moved back further. Trembling I got slowly to my feet and stumbled or the door.
“ Frankie please stop” he cried reaching for me. I spun to face him tears running down my face.
“ DON’T TOUCH ME’ I screamed at him before turning and running away as fast as I could.
The crisp morning air ate at my cool flesh as I ran. I didn’t know where I was going I just knew I had to get away from him. I don’t know where it was coming from but an unexplainable hatred and anger burst through my blood stream. I couldn’t control and I don’t know where it was coming from because I have never felt anger or hatred this strong before. It wasn’t like me to feel these things.
Then I realised this is the vampire side that was hard to control. I stopped in mid step as I realised how hard it was for Gerard to control himself now. But I still couldn’t forgive him for killing those people. I sighed and sat down where I was. I didn’t know where I was but it was a small grass clearing in a forest somewhere. I pulled out my phone as I felt it beep. There was a text message from Gerard.
I was going to throw it away, not wanting to read any of his excuses but curiosity got the best of me. I opened the message and sat shocked. There was the reason he had done it. I now knew that that guy was his old boyfriend who cheated on him with a chick. I felt anger boil in me. How could any one do that to my Gerard? How could anyone hurt him like that I would personally torture anyone who hurt Gerard like that again.
But then I realised, this time it was me hurting Gerard. I knew how hard it was to control the rage, so he couldn’t of been able to control when he saw his boyfriend. So I couldn’t blame him. How could I be so stupid to just run away from him with out him explaining things first? How could I be cruel and so non understanding. A single blood tear rolled down my pale cheek.
I got to my feet determined to go and apologise, but then I remember I was lost. I sighed before sitting down again. I took out my phone and text Gerard that I was lost and that I was sorry for running out on him before.
I heard a twig snap behind me and spun around before everything went blank.
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I ran into the clearing in search of Frankie but I couldn’t see him anywhere. I began to panic small teardrops welling up in my eyes.
“ Where are you Frankie?” I muttered in panic. There was no sign of him until I spotted his phone. I lent down and picked it up there was a small bit of blood on the phone. A harsh growl ripped from my throat as I got up and sniffed the area when I caught franks scent I took of sprinting.
If anyone had laid one harmful finger on my Frankie they would live a slow painful death. I would make sure of it.
I had been running for three days now and there was still no sign of him. Tears ran down my face in desperation. I looked everywhere but his scent soon faded. I had no way of finding him.
I punched a tree in anger before sliding down it to the ground as more tears ran down my face.
‘ Frankie god I am sorry I cant believe I let you get hurt again” I muttered to myself head down with my hair falling in front of my eyes. I heard footsteps approaching and I bolted to my feet.
I turned to see who it was and felt my blood stop in its place, for standing right in front of me was non other then James.
But how could he still be alive. Then I noticed he wasn’t alive, he was now a vampire. But how Then I remembered how I became a vampire and took in a deep breath.
“ What do you want James’ I asked?
“ Well I would be nice to me if I were you or you wont see your precious little Frankie ever again” he said with a cruel smirk.
“ Where is frank and what have you done with him, if I find out he has been hurt in anyway I will kill you again but make it even worse then the first time” I snapped.
All he did was smirk as me and throw me Frankie’s necklace.
It was covered in blood.
What had he done to my Frankie?
James had his chest cavity ripped open and his heart crushed. But isn’t what made me freeze. The girlfriend had her blood drained. And claws marks running down her back. I shivered, so a vampire did this? He also left behind a single red rose.
Who could be so horrible and barbaric? I heard Gerard move beside me, he was staring at the screen coldly. I frowned.
“ Gerard can you believe this who would do something like that?” I mumbled to myself. I saw him shrink down in guilt it seemed. I froze as my blood ran cold. Shaking my head in disbelief.
“No, no, no” I whispered in denial shaking my head profusely. It couldn’t be. He couldn’t have done that could he? I saw him move to come closer to me. I backed up falling off the bed and stared up at him in shock and hurt, with a little bit of fear laced through my body.
“ Frankie please you don’t understand” he said moving closer I moved back further. Trembling I got slowly to my feet and stumbled or the door.
“ Frankie please stop” he cried reaching for me. I spun to face him tears running down my face.
“ DON’T TOUCH ME’ I screamed at him before turning and running away as fast as I could.
The crisp morning air ate at my cool flesh as I ran. I didn’t know where I was going I just knew I had to get away from him. I don’t know where it was coming from but an unexplainable hatred and anger burst through my blood stream. I couldn’t control and I don’t know where it was coming from because I have never felt anger or hatred this strong before. It wasn’t like me to feel these things.
Then I realised this is the vampire side that was hard to control. I stopped in mid step as I realised how hard it was for Gerard to control himself now. But I still couldn’t forgive him for killing those people. I sighed and sat down where I was. I didn’t know where I was but it was a small grass clearing in a forest somewhere. I pulled out my phone as I felt it beep. There was a text message from Gerard.
I was going to throw it away, not wanting to read any of his excuses but curiosity got the best of me. I opened the message and sat shocked. There was the reason he had done it. I now knew that that guy was his old boyfriend who cheated on him with a chick. I felt anger boil in me. How could any one do that to my Gerard? How could anyone hurt him like that I would personally torture anyone who hurt Gerard like that again.
But then I realised, this time it was me hurting Gerard. I knew how hard it was to control the rage, so he couldn’t of been able to control when he saw his boyfriend. So I couldn’t blame him. How could I be so stupid to just run away from him with out him explaining things first? How could I be cruel and so non understanding. A single blood tear rolled down my pale cheek.
I got to my feet determined to go and apologise, but then I remember I was lost. I sighed before sitting down again. I took out my phone and text Gerard that I was lost and that I was sorry for running out on him before.
I heard a twig snap behind me and spun around before everything went blank.
………………………………………………………………………………………..............................................................
I ran into the clearing in search of Frankie but I couldn’t see him anywhere. I began to panic small teardrops welling up in my eyes.
“ Where are you Frankie?” I muttered in panic. There was no sign of him until I spotted his phone. I lent down and picked it up there was a small bit of blood on the phone. A harsh growl ripped from my throat as I got up and sniffed the area when I caught franks scent I took of sprinting.
If anyone had laid one harmful finger on my Frankie they would live a slow painful death. I would make sure of it.
I had been running for three days now and there was still no sign of him. Tears ran down my face in desperation. I looked everywhere but his scent soon faded. I had no way of finding him.
I punched a tree in anger before sliding down it to the ground as more tears ran down my face.
‘ Frankie god I am sorry I cant believe I let you get hurt again” I muttered to myself head down with my hair falling in front of my eyes. I heard footsteps approaching and I bolted to my feet.
I turned to see who it was and felt my blood stop in its place, for standing right in front of me was non other then James.
But how could he still be alive. Then I noticed he wasn’t alive, he was now a vampire. But how Then I remembered how I became a vampire and took in a deep breath.
“ What do you want James’ I asked?
“ Well I would be nice to me if I were you or you wont see your precious little Frankie ever again” he said with a cruel smirk.
“ Where is frank and what have you done with him, if I find out he has been hurt in anyway I will kill you again but make it even worse then the first time” I snapped.
All he did was smirk as me and throw me Frankie’s necklace.
It was covered in blood.
What had he done to my Frankie?
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