Beneath a Moonless Sky

Chapter 4

I wake up with all my lights off and the building is seemingly empty, I'll get up anyways nonetheless. I quickly grab my gun and slowly leave my office. All the hallways are dark, which is odd because we're always on a night schedule.

Something feels off, the supernatural aura surrounding me. Have we been infiltrated while I slept?

"Frankie." A cold sensation went down my spine as I felt cold fingers go up my shirt and hug me from behind. 'I didn't know you worked here." his soft, taunting voice filling my ears, and making all my senses stop working.

"Gerard, what the hell are you doing, get off me." He nuzzled his head into my neck and I could feel his warm breath.

"I bet you taste so good." I know what he meant by that, and I was almost tempted to let him bite me.

"No, you can't bite me." I say absolutely my voice stuttering from the touch and all the emotions im feeling for this stupid vampire man.

"That's not what I meant, my love." I blush at the thought and also the nickname. He's making me vulnerable and I don't like it. I grab his hands and remove them from my sides, and for some reason finding it hard to let go.

He steps in front of me and in one long stride leaves me longing for his soft touch that I don't even know why I wanted in the first place. "This is what you want, isn't it Frank?" He cups my face with his cold fingers and I instantly without thinking lean into his touch, and he laughs at me almost silently.

He leans in a bit and whispers something almost inaudible but from what I made out it was something along the lines of "I'm going to kiss you." He leans in real slowly and as I close my eyes waiting for the impact, I hear yelling.

"IERO, HAVE YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING MIND? SLEEPING ON THE JOB!?" I quickly arise due to Bobs yelling.

"Relax, I just fell asleep for a second." I shrug it off as if it was nothing.
"We've had to deal with you not caring for long enough, you never give two shits about what anyone has to say to you. You're fired! You're fucking fired Frank Iero."

I stare at him with an awestruck expression, No way he just fired me. He can't do that, and then it hit me. He absolutely could.

"Fine I never liked working for your sorry ass anyways." I instantly grab my weapons and personal belongings and push past him to get to the door. I see Ray standing ther with a can of beefaroni.

"Hey Frank, do you have any forks. I can't eat my beefaroni without a fork." My eyes start to well up in tears. "Hey, man are you crying cause we have no forks? Its okay, I can just eat it with my hands." He smiles his big goofy Ray smile.

"No, Ray, there are forks in the kitchen." He smiles and nods as he walks to the kitchen to get a fork for his beefaroni addiction.

I run down the stairs and out the building, the tears for some reason already streaming down my face. I'm not one to usually cry but today has just not been okay. First I couldn't do my job then I get fired from my job for all the same reasons. Gerard fucking Way. speaking of him, waht was that dream that I got fired for.

I open my door to see a dishelved apartment, I turn on my lights and hear an oh so familiar voice, the one I heard In my dream not too long ago.

"Your apartment sure his dirty, huh?" I turn around to see non other than Gerard Way standing there with his hands on his hips sassily. I think he noticed some of the dried tears on my face because he did a double take. "I'm sorry, what happened?" He steps over my dirty clothes strone all over the floor to get to me.

He gave me a tight hug that kind of made me feel loved. "I got fired." I said so quietly that I wasn't sure he even heard me.

"Why? What happened?" I looked down and kind of blushed remembering the dream I had that caused this all.

"Ermm, you." I looked slightly perplexed and seemed like he wanted me to elaborate on the statement. Even though I didn't want the damage to have already been done, I'd have to tell him.

"I fell asleep and had a dream about you." I'm not sure if I saw it correctly but for a moment I thought I saw a real, genuine smile upon his sad face, It however was gone as soon as it appeared and it had been replaced with a smirk. I know what he was thinking. "It's not a dream like that."

He put his hand on my cheek just like he did in the dream and it caused me to sort of internally panic. "Then what was it about?"

I look up at him, and I guess it's decided I really do like this annoying, sassy, vampire dude. I start to go in for the kiss leaning into his hand cupping my face.

And then Mr. Ray Toro barges through the door "FRANK I JUST HEARD THE NEWS! YOU GOT FIRED!?" He looks at me, then at Gerard and does a whole double take. "What the fuck did I just walk into?" I laugh awkwardly.

"I- Ray, It's not what you think really." He sort of giggled and walked towards us a little more. Gerard slowly removed his hand from my face, I couldn't tell if he was deciding to leave or not. I really hope he's not going to go.

"Frank, why are you making out with a vampire." He looks confused and I hear Gerard chuckle.

He decided to speak up I guess. "Actually, Ray was it? We haven't even kissed yet." I feel my face heating up a little at the 'yet'.

"I thought you said you weren't in love with him." My face is heating up even more now that Gerard knows I was talking about him.

Gerard leaned over a little to whisper something in my ear only audible to me. "So your mind really is hooked on me, huh?" he sounded so condescending and taunting, yet so loving at the same time. He was so damn confusing.

"I'm not in love with him. Ray, you don't know what you saw." He nods a little bit, probably trying to ignore what just happened.

"Okay, anyways, here's your ring, you left in your office. I know it means a lot to you." He paused for a second. "I'm just gonna go now. So you can get back to whatever 'business' you had going on here" I nodded

"Thank you for bringing it back to me, Ray." I had to thank him, he wasn't wrong, this ring is very valuable to me for no particular reason. I had just found it on the ground and it fit perfectly. It was just a win, win for me I suppose.

He walked back out the door and shut it quietly.

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