The Break of Dawn

Frank's to short for basketball

It took us about 30 minutes to get to my uncles house and after about 10 minutes of awkward silence I started listening to Jawbreaker.

"Frank get up we're here," he muttered taking my suitcase leaving me to carry my bag and pansy up to the house.

I could see Tommy practising basketball in the yard.
Yay sports.

"Tommy boy, why don't you let Frank here play with you," my uncle asked.

Ha ha, no.

"Frank's to short to play," tommy snorted and turned back around, continuing to mindlessly throw a ball in a hoop.

Bitch.

I glared at him and felt it become slightly uncomfortable when my uncle ushered me in.
Bitch don't fucking touch me I will break you.

I walked through the door and was hit by a strong smell of apple pie.
Wow.

"oh hello there Frank," my aunt said shaking my hand.

"Your room's in the basement is that ok?" She asked.

"It's fine," I said taking my stuff and walking to the general direction of where she's pointing.

It was dark.
Really dark.

Like darker than my eyeliner dark. Then I realised it's probably because I hadn't put the light on.
It helped ,obviously, but one corner was still incredibly dark and I really wanted to know why.

But pansy was beckoning me over so I did what any music obsessed teenager would do and went to play guitar.

Priorities right?

I started playing one of the songs I was working on. It doesn't have a name yet and I've only got a verse but it sounds cool.

So many stars in the sky
And I don't know why they
Always have to fall on me
Maybe I'm blind to all of the...

I barely started playing before Tommy shouted me up. Sighing I walked up the stairs and into the living room where my family was.

"Frank, we need to talk to you about that vampire 'thing' you mentioned earlier," my uncle said cautiously.

"Ok what is it? Keep garlic on you at all times and don't forget the cross?" I asked rolling my eyes.

"Do you remember when you were little, how you wouldn't be able to do some things?" My aunt asked choosing to ignore my previous statement.

"Kind of," which wasn't exactly a lie. I remember not being allowed out after dark and staying away from the graveyard that's about it.

"Well just incase you don't, no going out after dark, no visiting the graveyard and no talking to strangers," my uncle snapped.

"Ok I won't," I said shrugging my shoulders and walking back to my 'room'.

I started to unpack my stuff and hang posters up putting my CDs, movies and comics on the book shelf.

Then I started to hang my clothes up and put my shoes in the wardrobe before grabbing the newest issue of never boy and started reading.

I was practically finished it when my uncle shouted me up for dinner but before I walked up the stairs I swear I heard someone say from that dark corner of my room.

"Nice comics pretty boy."...

Hey guys that's this weeks update done sorry it's late therapy had been a nightmare and I couldn't find the time to upload. Tell me what you think comments and votes and shit is much appreciated - keep running Quinn