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Chapter 5
Gerard's pov:
Frank is still sleeping. I'm looking on blood on his cheek. My blood. It looks like he was crying blood. He never did that. But...
I was with Ron. We were kissing and stuff like that. Nothing special. Then I heard my phone rang. I got a message. It was saying:
-You're an idiot. Love of your life is dying- it was hidden number. In that moment, I was very scared. What happeed? In two minutes I was in the wood. He should be here somewhere. Ron was trying to stop me, but I didn't cared. I told him that I'll be okay. I remembered. The house! I ran to the house. I was standing on the door. I was scared because I didn't knew what will I see, but I opened it. And there he was. Frank, lying on the floor, fainted, wet, covered with blood and mud. I fastly kneeled down next to him. I pulled one his sleeve up, and I was terrified. He made the largest cuts I've ever seen. I wiped blood from his face with my sleeve. I picked him up and took him home. I layed him on the sofa. He was breathing, but weakly. I bandaged his hands, and sat on the floor, by the sofa. I was just watching him. And then I saw something I haven't seen before. He got scar on his neck, almost invinsible. I remembered diary. I found a note:
''Today I was in wood. Some guys surrounded me. They were vampires, real vampires. I ran away, but one of them got me. He asked me if I want that he bite me. I actually want it. I always wanted it. I nodded and he put his fangs on my neck. In that moment I changed my mind and moved head, I ran away, home. His fangs left scar on my neck. I feel like it's burning. It's horrible! Well, that's it for today"
Frank wanted to be a vampire? I didn't knew that. He never told me about it before. He didn't have a trust in me? He opened his eyes slowly. I didn't saw it. I was looking in that note in diary.
-Gee- he whispered
-Oh, Frankie! Are you okay?- I was looking at him, scared and sad.
-I don't know
-Sorry, Frankie
-No, I'm sorry. It's not your fault. It's mine
-Frankie...- I took his hand. In that moment he mentioned diary in my hands.
-You found it?
-Sorry, I shouldn't...
-It's okay. It's maybe better this way- I touched scar on his neck and he hissed a little -You read about it?- he asked and I nodded -It still hurts sometimes
-I won't touch it anymore, I promise
-How did you found out what happened to me?
-I got a message, I don't know who send it
-I didn't told anyone abojt this
-Why are you wet?
-I almost drowned in the lake
-Please, don't do it anymore
-I won't, I promise
He's still sleeping. I don't feel any thirst anymore. I obviously drank blood of some animal. I can't remember. That's what happen when I lost control. But I clearly remember how I tried to attack Frank few hours ago. I feel weak, but kinda happy. I must fix everything. He destroyed something perfect, but he couldn't make it beautiful. But maybe I can. I closed my eyes and fell asleep, again.
Gerard's pov:
Frank is still sleeping. I'm looking on blood on his cheek. My blood. It looks like he was crying blood. He never did that. But...
I was with Ron. We were kissing and stuff like that. Nothing special. Then I heard my phone rang. I got a message. It was saying:
-You're an idiot. Love of your life is dying- it was hidden number. In that moment, I was very scared. What happeed? In two minutes I was in the wood. He should be here somewhere. Ron was trying to stop me, but I didn't cared. I told him that I'll be okay. I remembered. The house! I ran to the house. I was standing on the door. I was scared because I didn't knew what will I see, but I opened it. And there he was. Frank, lying on the floor, fainted, wet, covered with blood and mud. I fastly kneeled down next to him. I pulled one his sleeve up, and I was terrified. He made the largest cuts I've ever seen. I wiped blood from his face with my sleeve. I picked him up and took him home. I layed him on the sofa. He was breathing, but weakly. I bandaged his hands, and sat on the floor, by the sofa. I was just watching him. And then I saw something I haven't seen before. He got scar on his neck, almost invinsible. I remembered diary. I found a note:
''Today I was in wood. Some guys surrounded me. They were vampires, real vampires. I ran away, but one of them got me. He asked me if I want that he bite me. I actually want it. I always wanted it. I nodded and he put his fangs on my neck. In that moment I changed my mind and moved head, I ran away, home. His fangs left scar on my neck. I feel like it's burning. It's horrible! Well, that's it for today"
Frank wanted to be a vampire? I didn't knew that. He never told me about it before. He didn't have a trust in me? He opened his eyes slowly. I didn't saw it. I was looking in that note in diary.
-Gee- he whispered
-Oh, Frankie! Are you okay?- I was looking at him, scared and sad.
-I don't know
-Sorry, Frankie
-No, I'm sorry. It's not your fault. It's mine
-Frankie...- I took his hand. In that moment he mentioned diary in my hands.
-You found it?
-Sorry, I shouldn't...
-It's okay. It's maybe better this way- I touched scar on his neck and he hissed a little -You read about it?- he asked and I nodded -It still hurts sometimes
-I won't touch it anymore, I promise
-How did you found out what happened to me?
-I got a message, I don't know who send it
-I didn't told anyone abojt this
-Why are you wet?
-I almost drowned in the lake
-Please, don't do it anymore
-I won't, I promise
He's still sleeping. I don't feel any thirst anymore. I obviously drank blood of some animal. I can't remember. That's what happen when I lost control. But I clearly remember how I tried to attack Frank few hours ago. I feel weak, but kinda happy. I must fix everything. He destroyed something perfect, but he couldn't make it beautiful. But maybe I can. I closed my eyes and fell asleep, again.
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