Immortals (Frerard)

Seventeen

I hear moans from Mikey's room, a moan that sounds like Mikey's and another accompanied with another male. I also hear profanities and bed movements.

I look over at Gerard and his eyes are jet black with anger. "Gerard?" I ask, causing him to look in my direction. "Are you okay?"

"I'm not oh fucking kay! I can hear my brother having sex right after he told us not to make it hearable!" He yelled, causing the noises from Mikey's room to pause but then they continued.

My stomach pangs and I whimper, causing Gerard to go protective mode while he asks me, "what's wrong?" I hold my stomach and I get the feeling to puke, running my way to what room I figured would be the bathroom. I was correct and puked my brains out into the toilet, noticing drops of red in the puke. Blood?

Gerard walks in and notices the red, saying, "The blood you drank from Mr. Miller. The baby didn't need that much and it got rid of the excess. So, if the baby needs blood, it means that the baby's leading trait is vampire for sure. Now we need to find out the secondary trait. It is probably angel."

"Okay.. Babe I-" and then I puked again, making my stomach empty. My throat burns from the bile.

"Do you want water, baby?" Gerard asks in a soft voice. I nod my head, him rushing down the stairs.

I end up puking again right before he comes back. He hands me the water and asks if I need anything to eat. "Bring me some fucking bread, pasta, chocolate, pickles, peanut butter, mustard, ham, and cuddles, please?" I ask, desperately needing all of those items. "Oh! And a blanket. Thank you, sweetums."

"No problem, dear," he says right before exiting the bathroom. I take a swig of the water, swish it in my mouth, gurgle, and spit the water into the toilet. I then drink the water, almost feeling restored by the clear liquid.

Gerard comes back five minutes later with a brown bag full of food and hands it to me, pulling a blanket from the bag. I grab the bag and attempt walking back to his room but I stumble along the way. Once he catches up with me, he lifts me up with all the other things and enters his room, shutting the door beghind him with his foot.

I lay down on the bed and look through the bag, noticing gummy bears, chocolate, peanut butter, pickles, mustard, bread, pasta from the deli, ham from the deli, and a 7up. "Thank you, Gee," I say while smiling at the abundance of food before my eyes.

"Anything for you, Frankie," he coos, joining me on the bed and cuddling with me, laying the blanket on us.

I grab the chocolate and eat it in under three minutes. I then move on to the pasta from the deli, and man, it was fucking delicious! I grab the bread, peanut butter, pickles, and mustard from the bag. I make a sandwich with the ingredients. It may seem disgusting, the sandwich, but if you're craving and empty stomached at the same time, it sounds amazing. I try the sandwich and after that, the whole sandwich is fed to my stomach in under three minutes, as well.

I glance up at the clock, noticing that it is 1:51 AM and end up falling asleep. I was pretty tired, despite I slept for two weeks. I mean, puking your brains out is pretty damn exhausting.

~~~Time Lapse~~~

I wake up alone in Gerard's room, confused as to where Gerard is. I get up and out of the bed, making my way to the kitchen. On the way to the kitchen, I smell a delicious aroma. Smells like... Pancakes. Fuck yes!

When I enter the kitchen, I notice that my firetruck red headed boy is wearing an apron that says "Kiss the Cook". I follow those rules and give him a nice kiss.

He slowly pulls away and grins, saying, "Morning breath, Frankie. Brush your teeth, sweetie."

"Since when did you become my mother?" I chuckled, shook my head, and rolled my eyes at the same time.

"Ever since I went grocery shopping for you, babe," he says, winking at me.

When he winks at me, my heart flutters a bit and my stomach does this flippy thingy.

I walk myself to the bathroom, reaching for the toothbrush before I notice my baby bump. I put my hand on my stomach, reassuring if it is real or not. My bump has grown a lot. Like, my bump is at a size a five month pregnant woman's bump would be.

I then remember about brushing my teeth and brush my teeth. Once I exit, I come face to face with Mikey.

"So.. You're.. Demon," Mikey said, showing a little disgust. "Demons are to be pitied on. Especially by angels of life. How is Gerard not disgusted at the monster you are?" Mikey pokes my chest, causing me to back up against a wall.

I gulp and say, "I-I honestly d-don't kn-know." He shakes his head and walks away from me, leaving me dumbfounded on the wall opposite the bathroom door.