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Those hazel eyes met frank’s, sending shoots of excitement down his spine. How those hazel eyes vibrantly contrasted the perfect white flesh they were surrounded by. The shocking black hair stood out vividly, framing his gorgeous face. Those eyes held frank prisoner in their gaze, the link between the two never breaking. As the boy strode past frank, it seemed like the world was blank and they could only see each other.
Too soon, the boy was done, leaving frank in that daze. The students around him began to bustle. He was only brought back into reality when he was knocked to the tiled floor with a shoulder painfully colliding with his. His eyes traced up the body that was hovering over him. There stood one of the people who were highest on the food chain with the humans. The school jock. His sneer prepared frank for what he had been receiving all of his life.
His small body was wedged into a too small to fit him locker. His arms stuffed in, wedged between his ribcage and the cold hard metal. The locker was so small he found it increasingly difficult to breath. His heart began to pound painfully in his chest as he tried not to focus on the size of the locker around him. Frank had always been claustrophobic. So much so he had been known to fall into panic attacks if the time arose. That time was now. Squeezing his eyes shut, he tried to even out his breathing, finding this menial task exceedingly difficult under the current circumstance. He tried to gaze through the tiny slates in the cool metal door, to take his mind off of the situation. To him it felt like the walls were closing in even more than they were crushing him into himself. A groan of frustration left his mouth as he noted that everyone had gone to class and that no one was traversing through this hall during this period of time. He was doomed.
Frank had been waiting in the confining locker for half and hour now. He had resorted to banging his head against the door in a feeble attempt to get out and quell his boredom. Neither was succeeding. The tear trails were tried on his checks making his skin feel tight. His mind had given up and malfunctioned a long time ago as a result of his fear.
His head snapped up painfully colliding with the locker, causing frank to shrink back into himself. This all a result of him hearing the sound of footsteps resonating down the hall heading towards where he was trapped. He saw a boy with sandy brown hair and glasses appear around the corner. Hope flutter into his chest. Was he going to be saved? God he hoped so.
“ Help, help me please!” He called, seeing the boy halt, his breath hitched waiting for a further reaction. He felt like bursting out into a victory dance as he noticed the boy begin to head in his direction. But that feeling was quelled soon after it started by two things. One the locker was way to small to randomly burst into spontaneous victory dancing. And two, the boy approaching him right now was a fertile vampire. He would kill frank.
As the boy’s hand rose to open the locker, frank felt his insides freeze and his heart rate accelerate. He had to think of a way of getting rid of the kid now that he had called him over. But because of his panic, his mind went blank and only one thing came to mind.
“ No, wait” he shouted. The boy halted hand raised.
“I’m actually all good in hear. It is actually quite cosy in here. Quite snug.” Frank said, hoping that the boy before him would buy the lies that he knew even he wouldn’t believe if the roles were reversed. All of these quick little lies that were impossible to believe were a result of the sheer panic racing through Frankie’s blood stream. He knew that as soon as this vampire discovered that he was a human he would be the boy’s lunch.
“ You what?” the boy asked, confused and disbelievingly.
“ I’m comfortable?” frank repeated with a questioning tone behind it. He prayed that boy would buy this lie he was trying to sell.
Unfortunately for frank, he didn't. The boy scoffed and tugged open the locker to release frank. Frank leapt out of the locker and looked at the boy terrified. His pulse rang in his ears as his mind raced trying to figure out what to do now that he was out. His limbs screamed at him to not move after being cramped in the same position for half and hour now. He looked into the boy’s eyes and didn't find anything that he had expected to. He didn't find, hunger, malice or hatred, no he found something else. He found confusion and concern. Almost like the boy was worried for his wellbeing. Then again, if frank had found a boy in a locker who was claiming to be comfortable, he would be concerned for his well being also.
“ Are you ok?” the uncertainty in the boys tone assured frank that boy thought he had lost it. Then again he didn't blame him but he wasn't going to hang around and find out if that is what the boy really thought.
“ I-I'm, fine thankyou, I got to go” frank said and bolted down the hall, his legs screaming in refusal at the sudden movements. But he ignored it he had to get away from the boy so he wouldn’t get attacked. For surely, if there was a fertile that gorgeous walking around, he would have a Dom taking care of him. And frank defiantly didn't want to meet that Dom.
Frank’s heart pounded in his chest as his feet thudded hurriedly over the floor tiles. His eyes darted behind him to assure himself that the boy was not following him. Hunting him. He felt his stomach muscles relax at the sight of the empty hallway behind him. Letting out the breath he had never realized he was holding, he slowed his pass to a walk and headed for his classroom. He was most defiantly late. He looked up to the large clock on the wall ahead of him. The bell was about to ring.
Frank sighed miserably. He lent against a wall and slid down it. With only ten minutes left of this period what was the point in going? He closed his eyes trying to restrain all of the emotions building up in this slim form. First day at school and this happens. This was a brilliant welcome now wasn't it? Then again what did he expect? Them to role out the red carpet and have a huge ceremony to welcome him… not really.
He heard footsteps stop before him and his gaze locked onto the black chucks before him before trailing up the slim legs draped in black skinny jeans. His eyes continued to make their ascent until they locked with those familiar hazel eyes. His eyes widened as his heart halted in his chest.
There was the Dom.
The one that would end him.
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Too soon, the boy was done, leaving frank in that daze. The students around him began to bustle. He was only brought back into reality when he was knocked to the tiled floor with a shoulder painfully colliding with his. His eyes traced up the body that was hovering over him. There stood one of the people who were highest on the food chain with the humans. The school jock. His sneer prepared frank for what he had been receiving all of his life.
His small body was wedged into a too small to fit him locker. His arms stuffed in, wedged between his ribcage and the cold hard metal. The locker was so small he found it increasingly difficult to breath. His heart began to pound painfully in his chest as he tried not to focus on the size of the locker around him. Frank had always been claustrophobic. So much so he had been known to fall into panic attacks if the time arose. That time was now. Squeezing his eyes shut, he tried to even out his breathing, finding this menial task exceedingly difficult under the current circumstance. He tried to gaze through the tiny slates in the cool metal door, to take his mind off of the situation. To him it felt like the walls were closing in even more than they were crushing him into himself. A groan of frustration left his mouth as he noted that everyone had gone to class and that no one was traversing through this hall during this period of time. He was doomed.
Frank had been waiting in the confining locker for half and hour now. He had resorted to banging his head against the door in a feeble attempt to get out and quell his boredom. Neither was succeeding. The tear trails were tried on his checks making his skin feel tight. His mind had given up and malfunctioned a long time ago as a result of his fear.
His head snapped up painfully colliding with the locker, causing frank to shrink back into himself. This all a result of him hearing the sound of footsteps resonating down the hall heading towards where he was trapped. He saw a boy with sandy brown hair and glasses appear around the corner. Hope flutter into his chest. Was he going to be saved? God he hoped so.
“ Help, help me please!” He called, seeing the boy halt, his breath hitched waiting for a further reaction. He felt like bursting out into a victory dance as he noticed the boy begin to head in his direction. But that feeling was quelled soon after it started by two things. One the locker was way to small to randomly burst into spontaneous victory dancing. And two, the boy approaching him right now was a fertile vampire. He would kill frank.
As the boy’s hand rose to open the locker, frank felt his insides freeze and his heart rate accelerate. He had to think of a way of getting rid of the kid now that he had called him over. But because of his panic, his mind went blank and only one thing came to mind.
“ No, wait” he shouted. The boy halted hand raised.
“I’m actually all good in hear. It is actually quite cosy in here. Quite snug.” Frank said, hoping that the boy before him would buy the lies that he knew even he wouldn’t believe if the roles were reversed. All of these quick little lies that were impossible to believe were a result of the sheer panic racing through Frankie’s blood stream. He knew that as soon as this vampire discovered that he was a human he would be the boy’s lunch.
“ You what?” the boy asked, confused and disbelievingly.
“ I’m comfortable?” frank repeated with a questioning tone behind it. He prayed that boy would buy this lie he was trying to sell.
Unfortunately for frank, he didn't. The boy scoffed and tugged open the locker to release frank. Frank leapt out of the locker and looked at the boy terrified. His pulse rang in his ears as his mind raced trying to figure out what to do now that he was out. His limbs screamed at him to not move after being cramped in the same position for half and hour now. He looked into the boy’s eyes and didn't find anything that he had expected to. He didn't find, hunger, malice or hatred, no he found something else. He found confusion and concern. Almost like the boy was worried for his wellbeing. Then again, if frank had found a boy in a locker who was claiming to be comfortable, he would be concerned for his well being also.
“ Are you ok?” the uncertainty in the boys tone assured frank that boy thought he had lost it. Then again he didn't blame him but he wasn't going to hang around and find out if that is what the boy really thought.
“ I-I'm, fine thankyou, I got to go” frank said and bolted down the hall, his legs screaming in refusal at the sudden movements. But he ignored it he had to get away from the boy so he wouldn’t get attacked. For surely, if there was a fertile that gorgeous walking around, he would have a Dom taking care of him. And frank defiantly didn't want to meet that Dom.
Frank’s heart pounded in his chest as his feet thudded hurriedly over the floor tiles. His eyes darted behind him to assure himself that the boy was not following him. Hunting him. He felt his stomach muscles relax at the sight of the empty hallway behind him. Letting out the breath he had never realized he was holding, he slowed his pass to a walk and headed for his classroom. He was most defiantly late. He looked up to the large clock on the wall ahead of him. The bell was about to ring.
Frank sighed miserably. He lent against a wall and slid down it. With only ten minutes left of this period what was the point in going? He closed his eyes trying to restrain all of the emotions building up in this slim form. First day at school and this happens. This was a brilliant welcome now wasn't it? Then again what did he expect? Them to role out the red carpet and have a huge ceremony to welcome him… not really.
He heard footsteps stop before him and his gaze locked onto the black chucks before him before trailing up the slim legs draped in black skinny jeans. His eyes continued to make their ascent until they locked with those familiar hazel eyes. His eyes widened as his heart halted in his chest.
There was the Dom.
The one that would end him.
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