Just another Frerard vampire story...

Supernatural world

'When the lights go out
Will you take me with you
And carry all this broken bone
Through six years down in crowded rooms
And highways I call home?
Something I can't know 'til now.
'Til you pick me off the ground
With a brick in hand, your lip-gloss smile,
Your scraped-up knees.

And if you stay I would even wait all night
Or until my heart explodes.
How long?
'Til we find our way in the dark and out of harm
You can run away with me anytime you want

Terrified of what I'd be
As a kid from what I've seen
Every single day when people try
And put the pieces back together
Just to smash them down
Turn my headphones up real loud
I don't think I need them now
'Cause you stopped the noise.

And if you stay I would even wait all night
Or until my heart explodes.
How long?
'Til we find our way in the dark and out of harm
You can run away with me anytime you want

Well, anytime you want
Well, anytime you want

Don't walk away
Don't walk away
Don't walk away

'Cause if you stay I would even wait all night
Or until my heart explodes.
How long?
Until we find our way in the dark and out of harm.
You can run away with me
You can write it on your arm
You can run away with me anytime you want'

I hear a soft melody as I awake from my dreams. Gerard's voice melts my heart ,it's the most beautiful thing I've ever heard. I open my eyes, I'm huddled into his chest while he is twiddling my hair and singing softly. As he finishes I sit up.

'I didn't know you could sing.' I half yawn, half talk. He smiles before climbing over me and pulling my tired body up of the sofa. Then I realise we are both naked. I go to cover me self with my arms but Gerard holds my hand. 'Go get a shower, I'll cook breakfast.'

As I walk away he slaps my behind, I let out a Yelp causing him to giggle. I walk up the marble, spiral staircase, feeling the coldness on my dry feet. I enter the shower, the water running over my skin and washes the dirt away. Steam covers the glass, I draw two circles so I can see out into the bathroom.

Once I'm clean I walk out of the hot container and grab my towel, wrapping it tightly around my waist before heading towards the bedroom for my clothes. I get changed into a pair of black of skinny jeans and a red shirt.

I brush my clothes down as I look into the mirror. My white skin almost translucent. My eyes dark, almost sinister. I look so scary but to Gerard I'm still somehow perfect.

My thoughts are broken. A crash that deafens the whole mansion. I hear a large bang coming from down stairs. It makes me jump, I run as fast as I can, nearly stripping as I do so. Down the marble hall way I fly. Hearing my Gerard shout out in pain. Rushing into the kitchen, I see the damage caused.

He lays out in the floor, in the corner, holding his head, crying violently out of discomfort. 'Gee!' I slide on my knees to him, noticing splatters along the work surface and the tiles, they are bright Crimson. 'Ahh' he cries as he sits up.

With a shaky hand I remove his own from his head; scared to what I will find. There is a big cut that's leaking streams of his blood, I swear under my breath. He's trembling and I've never seen him so scared or vulnerable. It hurts my heart.

His hands are frozen in front of me, blood covered. I hear him cry quietly. 'W..we..c..can't..stay..here' he shakes violently. I grab a kitchen towel and add pressure to the wound. 'Why, what happened!?' I ask, holding the back of his head with my other hand. A tear rolling down my cheek, seeing him in such fear. Shell shock in his eyes; they are open wide, staring at his own blood.

'Its Bert. He's after y..you Frank. He says he isn't gonna s..stop till he has you to h..himself.' I cry with him, still holding him, trying to hold back the acid in my eyes. 'This was just a warning.' He finishes the sentence by crying more. The towel becoming saturated with red liquid.

'Shhhhhh.' I try to calm him down but I can't. The blood is is pouring out and I can see him hyperventilate. 'Everything's going to be fine.' His face is scrunched tightly but I can still see the sorrow in his eyes. 'N..no. We n..need to go, you're not safe h.here.'

I reach for the paper towels on top of the counter. I stand up, leaving Gerard who whimpers at my absence. I wet it with water from the sink before sinking back down and begin to wipe of the dirt of his hands.

'Fine. But we need to clean you up first sugar.' I speak softly even though I'm screaming inside. I carefully wipe away the blood, cleaning his pretty face as softly as I possible can. As I pet him he seems to calm under my touch. The red mess is wiped away and his tears slow down. I engulf him into a hug, his head resting in my shoulder, hands locking around the groove in my back.

'Gerard. Where will we go? It's not that simple, we can't just leave.' My voice vibrating into his neck. He lifts his tired head, eyes red from crying. 'Gorgenville, in the Ozark park. Missouri' Sniffling as he speaks. 'On the Jacks fork river, a secret passage way into Gorgenville.'

'I've never heard of it.' I ask as I stand up, giving him a hand up. Leading him to the sofa. We sit down still hand in hand. 'That's the point Frank. It's a secret city built just for the supernatural. Only the super natural can get in. It'd hidden away in the forests with a protected barrier. We would be safe.' He holds my hand as his face lighting up with excitement.

'But Berts a vampire. He could still find us Gee!' The radio is still playing in the background and it seems out of place at this moment. 'No. Bert is banished Frank. He's a criminal in the super natural world too.' Super natural world? Enchanted forest? Really?

'Supernatural world?' Gerard giggles slightly, still pain cracking his words. 'There's a world humans are blind to. It's beautiful, enchanting, magical. It's a world of danger but adventure to. You're part of it now Frank.' I smile slightly, feeling my old tear dry against my skin.

'A century ago. Every supernatural being lived in Gorgenville but something happened. Many fled to different states away from Missouri but over the years many have returned to the hidden city. It's been restored to its former beauty. Many are returning right now. You should see the rivers Frank. It's breathtaking.'

He's smiling now, all I want from him is happiness. Gorgenville will do that. But I will have to leave my family, and I can't tell them where I'm leaving to either. 'My mama, what about her?' His smile drops like a brick. 'It's for the best. We need to leave.' I sigh, tears forming once again. 'I've given you so much, everything! My blood, my virginity, my girlfriend, my innocence. My past. What if I can't do this Gee?'

He frowns at me, loosening his grip on my hand. 'Fine. But next time Bert comes, you won't be clearing up my blood. You will be cleaning up my fucking body, or you'll be fucking dead to. Quite beautify tragic when you think about it.' His voice is cold and hits me like an arrow to the heart because I know he's right.

'I'm sorry, I'm just scared.' I cry as Gerard stands up. 'You're scared?!' He throws a pillow at me. 'I'm the one with a gash on my head! The one who has to save your fucking arse every time you take me for granted! Every time you make yourself out to be the victim and run off into Bert's loving arms! Fucking shut up! I'm doing this for us Frank. Not for me, for us! Do you think I want to leave my brother? No I don't but unlike you I think about my selfish actions before I do them!!'

He launches at me, picking me up, pinning me in against a wall in a split second. His anger making his eyes go red. 'I'm sorry. Please!' He's close, I feel his breath hot and sweaty. 'Like how it feels? Being helpless against a monster? Um Frank? Not knowing if you're going to live? Maybe I should knife you in the face to make it a better reenactment!' I gasp. Looking at the wound. 'H..he knifed you?'

'How else do you think it happened?' He lets go. Obviously not planning on hurting me. He walks over to the other side of the room, his back to me. 'You don't know what Berts come from. What he's capable of.' I creep across the room, placing a soft hand on his back. 'Tell me.'

He turns around, the anger gone. He's crying, shaking his head. 'I can't...I can't.' I hold him as he cries. I don't want to push it further but I want to know what we are dealing with. 'It's too horrific. Please Frank we need to leave.' I nod knowing its for the best. 'I love you Gerard. Of course I will.' He kisses my forehead.

'I love you to.'