Chapter 1 ~A Little Boy~

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~February 12th 1860~

I remember the day I was born, being a vampire helped. I scream cried as I looked at my father, my mother did not make it. "Shh Vincent. It'll be ok" He said as I cried. "Vince" He said as I looked at him calming down. "Ok you like Vince~" He said as I giggled. I was born in Washington DC, on President Lincoln's birthday. My father works for him, "Mr President" My father said bowing for him as I sucked on my thumb. 

"Is this him?" Lincoln said looking at me. "Yes sir. I am afraid my wife did not make it" My dad said as Lincoln frowned. "I insist, take him to work with you everyday. I will help you" He said as I cooed at him. "Thank you Lincoln, sir" My dad said as Mary took me as I giggled and tried to grab her nose. "He's adorable~" She said as I squealed. 

~February 12th 1861~

I was running around the White House while Tad chased me, I loved it. I giggled and ran, my father trusted Lincoln with his life and I think Lincoln felt the same way. "T-t-tad!" I said as he looked shocked. "MR NEIL! MR NEIL!" Tad yelled as he came running down the hall. "He said his first word!" He said as he looked at me.

"Tad!" I said giggling as Lincoln and my dad had an awe struck look on their face. 

~April 15th 1865~

I'm 5 years old now and we're currently at a play. I was sitting on my dads lap and watching the play when I felt a bad gut feeling in my stomach as I tugged on my dads shirt. "Not now Vince" He said as I didn't stop. "Bad" I said pointing to my stomach as he took it seriously and hid me as he drew his gun. 

I heard gunshots as I covered my ears, I was scared. "Vince-" I heard Lincoln's voice as I poked my head out. "Linc" I said as he picked me up. "It's okay. You're safe now" He said as I whimpered. "Papa-" I said as he frowned. He was okay, he was okay! He just got shot in the shoulder but he'll be ok!

~February 12th 1980~

Nothing worth mentioning all these years honestly. I've started a band called Motley Crue now and I'm falling head over heels for the bassist. Father calls it "love" but I don't know if it's love or just the fact we've been through the same shit. Father hasn't remarried but has had copious amounts of women around since I was a baby. Can you believe I'm 120 years old now? I'm gonna tell him. "Bye dad! I'm off to band practice!" I said waving goodbye as he just brushed me off as I sighed. 

He was too busy with his slut. I sighed and walked to Nikki's apartment as he gave me a spare key. I opened it as I wish I didn't see that. "WOAH! VINCE! UHM HEY DUDE!" Nikki said as I screamed and covered my eyes. He was sleeping with Tommy....our drummer...Fuck! FUCK IT ALL! I ran out crying as I threw up violently.

What was I going to do now....Do I leave the band? Do I suck it up? Oh god what am I going to do

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