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Frank’s POV
(9 years ago)
I woke up to the blaring screams of my alarm clock and being the lazy person I am I just threw it at the wall. Not caring that it smashed to pieces and that my mother had threatened to take my guitar away if I did it again. Groaning I got out of bed and half walked half shuffled to my bathroom to take a shower and do my other morning rituals.
After I’m clean and don’t have dragon breath I go down stairs and find my mom making me breakfast like she always does. This time its pancakes so I know there’s something wrong. She normally makes me eggs or something. She only makes pancakes when something’s wrong or I’m sick since they are my favorite food next to Skittles.
“Mom what’s going on? Why are you making pancakes?” I want to get straight to the point.
“Sweetie there’s something your father and I have to tell you.” She turns around to face me with a smile on her face. A smile? What the hell is going on? Just when she is about to speak again a boy whom I’ve never seen before walks into the kitchen. The first thing I notice about him is his beautiful green eyes. They look like they can see right through you.
“Who are you?” I blurted out without realizing it. The kid gave me a confused look as if expecting me to know exactly who he is.
The boy was about to speak when my mother interrupted him. “Oh sweetie this is Zacky, he just moved next door. I invited him to come over so you guys can get to know each other.” The kid just slowly nodded as if just going along with what she was saying. “ Zacky darling can you go into the living room while I talk to frank for a bit?” Zacky just nodded again and walk into the living room.
“What’s up mom? I don’t remember the neighbors moving out.” Nothing is adding up.
“They just moved yesterday. Sweetie why don’t you eat your food while I get your father so we can talk.” She put a plate of pancakes in front of me and left to go get dad. This must be something really bad if she needs dad to tell me.
She came back in with my father right behind her. They sat across from me and looked at me for a moment before my father spoke first.
“Frank since you are to be of age soon we find now the best time to tell you the news.” He sounds like a robot. Every word was monotone, perfectly timed, like he had practiced it over and over in front of the mirror.
“What news? What are you talking about? What do you mean by ‘of age’?” I have so many questions. This is weird and they haven’t even got to the news yet.
They looked at each other before my father spoke again. “Son you’re a vampire just like your mother and I. Zacky is your betrothed. You two were promised to be married when you both turn 18. We figured that since you will be getting your fangs soon that now would be a good time for you guys to meet.”
“What the hell are you guys on? Vampires, seriously? You guys are insane if you want me to believe that crap.” My parents have to be on crack for them to think I would believe this. Vampires aren’t real.
“Frank please this is a very serious matter. We would not joke about this.”
“Give me proof then I’ll believe you. Show me your fangs.” There’s no way they can have proof.
My father just sighed and then a look of discomfort crossed his face then he smiled and my eyes almost popped out of my head when I say the pair of pearly white fangs that used to be his short canines.
“Oh my god! You really are a vampire!” holy shit! This can’t be happening!
“Yes and so are you. Soon you will have fangs just like us and Zacky. Speaking of him, Zacky can you please come in here.” The small boy skipped into the kitchen and took a seat next to me and grabbed my hand. I looked at him shocked. He was sporting a smile with fangs just as sharp and long as my fathers.
“Hey Frankie. You know you look so cute when you’re confused.” That made me blush. No one’s ever called me cute besides my family. “Aww I made you blush. You’re so adorable!” he kissed my cheek and that just made me blush even more if that’s possible.
“I can tell you two are going to get along so well. Your father and I are going to leave you two to talk and such.” She winked before practically dragging my father out of the room.
“So Zacky…what do you want to do?” I asked nervously.
He just gave me a mischievous smile before grabbing my arm much like my mother had done to my father and pulled me to the living room and onto the couch before pushing me down and straddling me and kissing me roughly.
Without missing a beat I tangled my hand is his hair and placing the other on his hip. He licked my bottom lip asking for entrance which I granted and we battled for dominance and which I won.
My hand snaked its way to his ass and gave it a firm squeeze which caused his to emit a cross between a moan and a purr. His hands began to wonder down my chest and stopped at the hem of my shirt tugging on it before pulling it off and throwing it somewhere random, not caring where it landed.
I broke the kiss for some much needed air and he started kissing down my jaw and to my neck biting and sucking making me moan when he found my ‘special spot’. I took my hand out of his hair and let it travel down to the hem of his shirt to take it off and throw it in a similar fashion as he did with mine.
He ground his hips into mine causing us both to emit similar whoreish groans of pleasure. I started to un do the button and zipper on his pants only to be interrupted by and annoying knock at the door and my mother going to answer it.
She gave us the look that said get-anything-on-my-couch-and-you-both-die which was enough of a mood killer and Zacky giggled and climbed off my lap and got up to find his shirt. I got up and did the same. Oddly enough my shirt was on top of the lamp half way across the room.
When we finally had our shirts on my mother answered the door to a woman that looked to be in her mid 40’s.
“Hello Donna, sorry it took me so long I had to take care of something.” My mother said opening the door for the woman to enter.
“It’s okay. Oh I brought Gerard and Mikey along with me. They wanted to meet Frankie since you talk about him like he sans angel.’ She motioned for the boys behind her to say hi. The older one just shyly waved but the younger one practically skipped over to me and hugged me.
“Hi I’m Mikey.”
“Uh…I’m Frank and this is my bo- I mean my friend Zacky.” Woah I almost said boyfriend. I don’t want to freak these guys out. I hope they aren’t homophobic.
The other boy who I’m guessing is Gerard stepped out from behind Donna and walked up next to Mikey.
“I’m Gerard, Mikey’s older brother.”
“Quick question, are you guys homophobic?”
“If I was then that would be really hypocritical of me considering I’m Bisexual.” Oh thank god he’s not. Now I won’t have to explain why I act so gay all the time.
“Good because Zacky and I are gay.” Might as well tell them now before they walk in on anything.
“I figure as much when you almost said boyfriend when you introduced him.”
I blushed.”You caught that huh.”
“Yea we could kind of hear what you guys were doing through the door.” I blushed even harder and buried my face in Zacky’s chest. "Oh my god that’s so embarrassing!”
“Don’t worry Mikes and I won’t make fun of you guys for it…much.”
I can tell this is the start of an awesome friendship…
(9 years ago)
I woke up to the blaring screams of my alarm clock and being the lazy person I am I just threw it at the wall. Not caring that it smashed to pieces and that my mother had threatened to take my guitar away if I did it again. Groaning I got out of bed and half walked half shuffled to my bathroom to take a shower and do my other morning rituals.
After I’m clean and don’t have dragon breath I go down stairs and find my mom making me breakfast like she always does. This time its pancakes so I know there’s something wrong. She normally makes me eggs or something. She only makes pancakes when something’s wrong or I’m sick since they are my favorite food next to Skittles.
“Mom what’s going on? Why are you making pancakes?” I want to get straight to the point.
“Sweetie there’s something your father and I have to tell you.” She turns around to face me with a smile on her face. A smile? What the hell is going on? Just when she is about to speak again a boy whom I’ve never seen before walks into the kitchen. The first thing I notice about him is his beautiful green eyes. They look like they can see right through you.
“Who are you?” I blurted out without realizing it. The kid gave me a confused look as if expecting me to know exactly who he is.
The boy was about to speak when my mother interrupted him. “Oh sweetie this is Zacky, he just moved next door. I invited him to come over so you guys can get to know each other.” The kid just slowly nodded as if just going along with what she was saying. “ Zacky darling can you go into the living room while I talk to frank for a bit?” Zacky just nodded again and walk into the living room.
“What’s up mom? I don’t remember the neighbors moving out.” Nothing is adding up.
“They just moved yesterday. Sweetie why don’t you eat your food while I get your father so we can talk.” She put a plate of pancakes in front of me and left to go get dad. This must be something really bad if she needs dad to tell me.
She came back in with my father right behind her. They sat across from me and looked at me for a moment before my father spoke first.
“Frank since you are to be of age soon we find now the best time to tell you the news.” He sounds like a robot. Every word was monotone, perfectly timed, like he had practiced it over and over in front of the mirror.
“What news? What are you talking about? What do you mean by ‘of age’?” I have so many questions. This is weird and they haven’t even got to the news yet.
They looked at each other before my father spoke again. “Son you’re a vampire just like your mother and I. Zacky is your betrothed. You two were promised to be married when you both turn 18. We figured that since you will be getting your fangs soon that now would be a good time for you guys to meet.”
“What the hell are you guys on? Vampires, seriously? You guys are insane if you want me to believe that crap.” My parents have to be on crack for them to think I would believe this. Vampires aren’t real.
“Frank please this is a very serious matter. We would not joke about this.”
“Give me proof then I’ll believe you. Show me your fangs.” There’s no way they can have proof.
My father just sighed and then a look of discomfort crossed his face then he smiled and my eyes almost popped out of my head when I say the pair of pearly white fangs that used to be his short canines.
“Oh my god! You really are a vampire!” holy shit! This can’t be happening!
“Yes and so are you. Soon you will have fangs just like us and Zacky. Speaking of him, Zacky can you please come in here.” The small boy skipped into the kitchen and took a seat next to me and grabbed my hand. I looked at him shocked. He was sporting a smile with fangs just as sharp and long as my fathers.
“Hey Frankie. You know you look so cute when you’re confused.” That made me blush. No one’s ever called me cute besides my family. “Aww I made you blush. You’re so adorable!” he kissed my cheek and that just made me blush even more if that’s possible.
“I can tell you two are going to get along so well. Your father and I are going to leave you two to talk and such.” She winked before practically dragging my father out of the room.
“So Zacky…what do you want to do?” I asked nervously.
He just gave me a mischievous smile before grabbing my arm much like my mother had done to my father and pulled me to the living room and onto the couch before pushing me down and straddling me and kissing me roughly.
Without missing a beat I tangled my hand is his hair and placing the other on his hip. He licked my bottom lip asking for entrance which I granted and we battled for dominance and which I won.
My hand snaked its way to his ass and gave it a firm squeeze which caused his to emit a cross between a moan and a purr. His hands began to wonder down my chest and stopped at the hem of my shirt tugging on it before pulling it off and throwing it somewhere random, not caring where it landed.
I broke the kiss for some much needed air and he started kissing down my jaw and to my neck biting and sucking making me moan when he found my ‘special spot’. I took my hand out of his hair and let it travel down to the hem of his shirt to take it off and throw it in a similar fashion as he did with mine.
He ground his hips into mine causing us both to emit similar whoreish groans of pleasure. I started to un do the button and zipper on his pants only to be interrupted by and annoying knock at the door and my mother going to answer it.
She gave us the look that said get-anything-on-my-couch-and-you-both-die which was enough of a mood killer and Zacky giggled and climbed off my lap and got up to find his shirt. I got up and did the same. Oddly enough my shirt was on top of the lamp half way across the room.
When we finally had our shirts on my mother answered the door to a woman that looked to be in her mid 40’s.
“Hello Donna, sorry it took me so long I had to take care of something.” My mother said opening the door for the woman to enter.
“It’s okay. Oh I brought Gerard and Mikey along with me. They wanted to meet Frankie since you talk about him like he sans angel.’ She motioned for the boys behind her to say hi. The older one just shyly waved but the younger one practically skipped over to me and hugged me.
“Hi I’m Mikey.”
“Uh…I’m Frank and this is my bo- I mean my friend Zacky.” Woah I almost said boyfriend. I don’t want to freak these guys out. I hope they aren’t homophobic.
The other boy who I’m guessing is Gerard stepped out from behind Donna and walked up next to Mikey.
“I’m Gerard, Mikey’s older brother.”
“Quick question, are you guys homophobic?”
“If I was then that would be really hypocritical of me considering I’m Bisexual.” Oh thank god he’s not. Now I won’t have to explain why I act so gay all the time.
“Good because Zacky and I are gay.” Might as well tell them now before they walk in on anything.
“I figure as much when you almost said boyfriend when you introduced him.”
I blushed.”You caught that huh.”
“Yea we could kind of hear what you guys were doing through the door.” I blushed even harder and buried my face in Zacky’s chest. "Oh my god that’s so embarrassing!”
“Don’t worry Mikes and I won’t make fun of you guys for it…much.”
I can tell this is the start of an awesome friendship…
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