I'll Kiss Your Lips Again (Vampire Gerard Way x reader)

It's Not Your Fault

(Y/n) POV
Why can't I fucking move. This is just fantastic. I can finally hear what is happening around me but nothing else. It's like being in a coma. I can't see, nor can I move, but I can hear. I try to talk. I cry and scream, but only I can hear. I try but the sounds won't come out. I can't be sure where I am right now because I cant see. But I can feel. I feel pain. Fire? Ice? Both hot and cold? Probably both. It comes in waves.
I do feel someone though.

Someone holding me. I'm with Gerard, I can tell. I hear his voice.

"It's almost over."
He would whisper.

Hi forehead was against mine. He was close. Very close. I can feel his breathe. I can feel him. Smell him. He still has the familiar scent of cigarettes and coffee. Plain black coffee though.

"Your almost there," he whispered.

He knows i can hear him. Of course he does. He was turned once too. Or maybe he was born a vampire.

I don't know.

That's a question I'll ask later.

What if Gerard is reading my mind right now. I slightly hope he is. He promised he wouldn't but.

Well.

It would make me feel. Safer. Right now at least.

I really love him. I can't lie to myself anymore. It has been almost two months if being stuck here.

I don't feel like I'm stuck anymore though. The small black and red room. That is our room. This house. This is our house. This is home.

And I'm happy with that.

I'm happy to say that this is my home.

I feel Gerard's hand on mine.
"I know you told me not to do this but i wanted to make sure you were okay," he whispered.

I would smile if i could move my face. I would have a smile from one ear to the other.

My face would be brushed with a light shade if pink. Maybe dark pink. I don't know.

"Your blushing love."

He was smirking. I could tell.

I didn't think i would blush but i guess that is out of my control.

The pain is gone.

I only feel Gee holding my hand and my head on his shoulder now.

And tears. I feel tears.

Wait.

My head is on his shoulder.

That means I moved.

I can move.

I began moving my fingers one at a time.
First my pinky, then my ring finger, middle finger, pointer finger, thumb, hand, arm. Shoulder, both arms.

Well you get the point.

I was moving.

I slowly opened my eyes only to see a blinding light. I quickly shut my eyes and covered my face with my hands.

"Holy shit,"  Iyelled, "IT FUCKING BURNS."

"Right hold on a second," Gerard spoke softly.

He grabbed a ring out of his pocket and slipped it onto my middle finger.

The pain.

The burning.

Gone. Just like that. With a silver ring.