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Chapter Six: Addiction
We had left the house hand in hand, I had showed Frankie the secret door to our underground house, I had told him little stories of what me and Mikey, has accounted as children, he seemed utter interested in my past.
“Sooo.” He began, giving my hand a little squeeze. “Tell me everything.” He muttered.
I laughed.
“Tell you everything? About what?” I replied, leading the way down the dark streets of New Jersey.
“About you.” He whispered shyly.
I pulled him closer to me. “Why?” I pushed, teasingly.
“I-I want to know..” He mumbled, looking away in embarrassment.
I laughed once more. “Okay.” I began. “Well I was born April 9th .”
“Wait what?! Today is April the 14th!” Frankie interrupted.
I chuckled, nodding.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked, disappointed.
“You were to busy sleeping my dear.” I laughed.
“Well, happy late birthday then.” Frankie stated, moving closer towards me.
“Thanks.” I whispered. “So, where my late birthday present, huh?”
Frankie laughed, stopping suddenly. “Close your eyes, and I’ll give it to you.”
“Frankie, I was jo-”
“Close your eyes!” He snapped.
I rolled my eyes, closing them shut.
Suddenly, I felt two soft genital lips touch mine. I gasped pulling away.
Frankie grinned. “Sorry.” He mumbled ashamed turning away.
I stood silent for a moment.
He kissed me!
I turned Frankie around so he would face me, he looked away.
“Frankie?”
“What?”
I smirked, lifting his chin so he would be face to face with me.
I bit my lip.
“I fucking love you!”
I pulled his face towards me, kissing him passionately. I smiled, as I felt him apply pressure to my lips.
He kissed me back.
We stood there, engaged in the moment for what seemed a century. Until we finally pulled away, gasping for air.
Frankie smiled at me. “Thank you.” He mumbled.
“For what?” I questioned, taking his hand in mine leading the way once more.
“Saving me.”
I laughed quietly to myself. “Your welcome babe.”
Frankie blushed, I felt the heat come of him.
We remained silent for a moment, I lead the way into a small alleyway. “Time for your first lesson. As a vampire, you have the power to draw humans in. You have the power to read there minds, to look deep into there hearts. You can sense them coming.”
Frankie nodded, I pulled him into the shadows. “A woman is coming, now Frankie as weird as this may sound, as a male vampire we have the power to seduce women. That’s why, vampires often attack the opposites sex. It’s easier to draw them in, I guess. ”
“Okay.” He nodded.
I smiled at him. “Watch, and stay hidden.”
I removed an old novel from my back pocket, opening it as if I was reading it.
I walked forward soon bumping into a young girl, I let the novel drop from my hands.
I gasped. “Oh, damn. I’m very sorry!” I muttered.
“No, no!” The women assured, she bent down picking up my novel. “A Crimson Rose, By Elizabeth Heathen?! Oh my god, I love this book!” She laughed.
I ran my hand through my hair, awkwardly. I eyed her, captivating her with my gaze.
“Wow, you have such beautiful eyes.” She whispered, laughing shyly.
I chuckled. “No where near as beautiful as you.” I whispered kindly, I leaned in closer as if to kiss her, “may I have my book back?” I stopped centimeters from her lips.
She blushed, handing me my novel. “Sorry.” She apologized, as I pulled away.
“So umm, what’s your name?” She asked, nibbling at her lips.
I smirked. “Gerard, and yours?”
She giggled lightly. “Melinda.”
“That’s a lovely name.” I whispered, I lifted my hand stroking her cheek. I caught her in my gaze once more, I leaned in. Kissing her lightly on the lips, I placed a trail of kisses down her neck, she moaned.
I smiled, quickly digging my fangs into her neck, she yelped. Soon collapsing I caught her, the venom from my fangs had paralyzed her.
“Frankie come!” I yelled, holder her up.
Frankie walked towards me, face hidden.
I looked at him confused.
“Drink.” I whispered.
He shook his head.
“Frankie!” I snapped, he shot me a glare. His eye’s were hard and filled with jealousy. “Drink!” I yelled harshly.
Frankie’s eyed dropped, he hated it when I yelled at him.
I bit my lip in regret.
Frankie leaned in, gripping her throat tightly.
“Careful, you don’t want to kill her!”
Frankie paused. “I don’t give a fuck if she dies.” He spat, digging his fangs deep into her throat.
I held her steady as Frankie began to drain her.
Suddenly, he pulled away coughing and vomiting the blood he had drunken.
“Frankie!” I gasped, dropping the girls body on the floor, rushing to his aid.
He vomited blood; I rubbed his back hushing him as he sobbed. Once he had stopped, he held onto me sobbing.
“Shhh. Shh, it’s okay. Its okay.” I whispered, hushing him.
I seated myself on the ground, pulling him into my lap he lay siently.
“What happened?” I asked after a few minutes.
“I-It burnt me!” He gasped.
I looked at him confused. “It burnt you?”
He nodded.
“I swallowed it, and i- I dunno. My body didn’t except it.”
I nodded, embracing him.
I smirked as I pulled his face towards mine, I licked the girl blood that cover his face.
I remained silent for a moment.
‘Her blood isn’t bad, it tastes fine. B-But’
I froze suddenly as it had hit me.
“For the past week, you have been living of my blood.” I paused. “When really, you shouldn’t have even been hungry. F-Frankie, holy fuck” I gasped.
“What is it?!”
“F-Frankie, your body is addicted to my blood. Y-You can only live of my blood, you can’t drink humans because your body wont accept it!”
We had left the house hand in hand, I had showed Frankie the secret door to our underground house, I had told him little stories of what me and Mikey, has accounted as children, he seemed utter interested in my past.
“Sooo.” He began, giving my hand a little squeeze. “Tell me everything.” He muttered.
I laughed.
“Tell you everything? About what?” I replied, leading the way down the dark streets of New Jersey.
“About you.” He whispered shyly.
I pulled him closer to me. “Why?” I pushed, teasingly.
“I-I want to know..” He mumbled, looking away in embarrassment.
I laughed once more. “Okay.” I began. “Well I was born April 9th .”
“Wait what?! Today is April the 14th!” Frankie interrupted.
I chuckled, nodding.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked, disappointed.
“You were to busy sleeping my dear.” I laughed.
“Well, happy late birthday then.” Frankie stated, moving closer towards me.
“Thanks.” I whispered. “So, where my late birthday present, huh?”
Frankie laughed, stopping suddenly. “Close your eyes, and I’ll give it to you.”
“Frankie, I was jo-”
“Close your eyes!” He snapped.
I rolled my eyes, closing them shut.
Suddenly, I felt two soft genital lips touch mine. I gasped pulling away.
Frankie grinned. “Sorry.” He mumbled ashamed turning away.
I stood silent for a moment.
He kissed me!
I turned Frankie around so he would face me, he looked away.
“Frankie?”
“What?”
I smirked, lifting his chin so he would be face to face with me.
I bit my lip.
“I fucking love you!”
I pulled his face towards me, kissing him passionately. I smiled, as I felt him apply pressure to my lips.
He kissed me back.
We stood there, engaged in the moment for what seemed a century. Until we finally pulled away, gasping for air.
Frankie smiled at me. “Thank you.” He mumbled.
“For what?” I questioned, taking his hand in mine leading the way once more.
“Saving me.”
I laughed quietly to myself. “Your welcome babe.”
Frankie blushed, I felt the heat come of him.
We remained silent for a moment, I lead the way into a small alleyway. “Time for your first lesson. As a vampire, you have the power to draw humans in. You have the power to read there minds, to look deep into there hearts. You can sense them coming.”
Frankie nodded, I pulled him into the shadows. “A woman is coming, now Frankie as weird as this may sound, as a male vampire we have the power to seduce women. That’s why, vampires often attack the opposites sex. It’s easier to draw them in, I guess. ”
“Okay.” He nodded.
I smiled at him. “Watch, and stay hidden.”
I removed an old novel from my back pocket, opening it as if I was reading it.
I walked forward soon bumping into a young girl, I let the novel drop from my hands.
I gasped. “Oh, damn. I’m very sorry!” I muttered.
“No, no!” The women assured, she bent down picking up my novel. “A Crimson Rose, By Elizabeth Heathen?! Oh my god, I love this book!” She laughed.
I ran my hand through my hair, awkwardly. I eyed her, captivating her with my gaze.
“Wow, you have such beautiful eyes.” She whispered, laughing shyly.
I chuckled. “No where near as beautiful as you.” I whispered kindly, I leaned in closer as if to kiss her, “may I have my book back?” I stopped centimeters from her lips.
She blushed, handing me my novel. “Sorry.” She apologized, as I pulled away.
“So umm, what’s your name?” She asked, nibbling at her lips.
I smirked. “Gerard, and yours?”
She giggled lightly. “Melinda.”
“That’s a lovely name.” I whispered, I lifted my hand stroking her cheek. I caught her in my gaze once more, I leaned in. Kissing her lightly on the lips, I placed a trail of kisses down her neck, she moaned.
I smiled, quickly digging my fangs into her neck, she yelped. Soon collapsing I caught her, the venom from my fangs had paralyzed her.
“Frankie come!” I yelled, holder her up.
Frankie walked towards me, face hidden.
I looked at him confused.
“Drink.” I whispered.
He shook his head.
“Frankie!” I snapped, he shot me a glare. His eye’s were hard and filled with jealousy. “Drink!” I yelled harshly.
Frankie’s eyed dropped, he hated it when I yelled at him.
I bit my lip in regret.
Frankie leaned in, gripping her throat tightly.
“Careful, you don’t want to kill her!”
Frankie paused. “I don’t give a fuck if she dies.” He spat, digging his fangs deep into her throat.
I held her steady as Frankie began to drain her.
Suddenly, he pulled away coughing and vomiting the blood he had drunken.
“Frankie!” I gasped, dropping the girls body on the floor, rushing to his aid.
He vomited blood; I rubbed his back hushing him as he sobbed. Once he had stopped, he held onto me sobbing.
“Shhh. Shh, it’s okay. Its okay.” I whispered, hushing him.
I seated myself on the ground, pulling him into my lap he lay siently.
“What happened?” I asked after a few minutes.
“I-It burnt me!” He gasped.
I looked at him confused. “It burnt you?”
He nodded.
“I swallowed it, and i- I dunno. My body didn’t except it.”
I nodded, embracing him.
I smirked as I pulled his face towards mine, I licked the girl blood that cover his face.
I remained silent for a moment.
‘Her blood isn’t bad, it tastes fine. B-But’
I froze suddenly as it had hit me.
“For the past week, you have been living of my blood.” I paused. “When really, you shouldn’t have even been hungry. F-Frankie, holy fuck” I gasped.
“What is it?!”
“F-Frankie, your body is addicted to my blood. Y-You can only live of my blood, you can’t drink humans because your body wont accept it!”
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