Beneath a Moonless Sky

Chapter 6

     I awaken from my slumber as if it's been 100 years since I last woke up, my eyes glued shut and my mouth dry. My head fucking pounding and I was unable to quite remember all of last night. I'm not sure why because I know I didn't drink last night. Quickly trying to recall the events of last night.

I know me and Gerard hung out a bit more before I fell asleep but we just talked so this headache is for no reason and now I'm pissed. I get out of bed to go make my hourly cup of coffee, I notice a piece of paper and a pen on my crumb-coated counter. I pick it up to read,

Dearest Fronketh,

Hopefully, you wake up before 4 p.m because I will be coming to get you at that specific time. Dress moderately well if you please.

Love, Gee.

Stupid fancy vampire handwriting, he writes like he was born in the 1800s. Well, I guess he was born in the 1800s but still, fuck that. Just write like a normal person. I sigh as I just now seem to realize it's 3:25, fuck. He needs to chill out honestly, what's a vampire even going to be able to do at 4:00 in the afternoon when the sun's out? And damn it's bright outside.

I bet he has something planned though, he always does, but it will be a good time to kill him and get my job back.

It's silly I'm still in this vampire hunter mentality. If he was going to kill me he would have done it already. But I guess it Is still my job, or it was. But I don't know anymore If that's even what I want to do. It's the only thing I had or the only thing I ever wanted to do. And it's not for some stupid fucking reason like 'vampires killed my family' no, my family is still happily alive. And by happily alive I mean without me there. They kicked me out after I turned 18 because of being gay and shit. I was also kind of an asshole, I still kind of am but it's more of a defense mechanism than anything else. Especially against Bob, if he found out about me, or worse if he found out about my quote-on-quote relationship with a vampire. That Vampire being Gerard, but to be fair he would have never found out, you know because he fired me. It was just a nap, with a dream. About a vampire.

I think getting lost in my thoughts is such a bad thing when Gerard is supposed to be here in like 30 minutes and I'm sitting, leaning on my dirty counter, sipping on my coffee, thinking about him. Like a stupid teenage girl. I find myself comparing a lot of things in my life to that of a teenage girl recently, and it's because as Ray would say "lovesick" and I don't know if that's necessarily wrong. I wish it was, but who am I to control it?

I roll my eyes to myself and get up to go into my room and find something to wear. I pick up a pair of ripped black skinny jeans on the floor and brush them off, deciding that it's decent enough. Then I decided to pull my black collared shirt out of the back of my dresser drawer. It's a bit wrinkled but it's fine. I then throw my fingerless skeleton gloves on and my combat boots. And that's as nice as my outfit is going to get, probably not to vampire standards but he'll live. I don't think my lack of wardrobe choices will kill him.

Just then I hear a knock at my door, of course, he's right on time. I'm surprised he knocked like a normal person this time. Maybe he has to ask for permission before coming in. It's not like he's already came in through my window or anything before. 

I open the door to see the vampire leaning on the door frame waiting to be let in, "So you're actually being decent and waiting to be let in this time?" I said in a slightly annoyed tone, cutting him off before he could say anything. "And what did you need with me this early?" He smiled and sighed.

"Well first off, Frank, its 4 in the afternoon definitely not early darling, and two, I'm taking you to a concert." He crossed his arms and walked into my apartment like he owned the place. "My brother and his boyfriend are in the band that will be playing, And I needed to take someone." He looked at me like a puppy. "And, I can't seem like a loner." He smirked.