After Dusk [Frerard]

|Four|

Frank POV:

Sir Way just kept staring at me and motioned for me to go in there with him. I didn't want to risk getting killed like Bert, so I stepped off the stage and opened the glass door. I awkwardly shut the door behind me, but not all the way. Y'know, just incase I have to run like the devil. He wasn't facing me. Did he know I was in there with him?

"Hello sugar," he said. He slowly turned towards me and smiled.

"Um, hi," I responded with my head down. I guess he didn't like that because he reached over to my head and roughly lifted my chin.

He got dangerously close to my face and said, "Look at me when you speak."

I nodded, "Okay."

He rolled his eyes and opened the door. He looked back at me with a smirk.

"Why didn't you close the door all the way?" he asked. I put my head down, but quickly raised it.

"I-I thought I closed it all the way?" my answer came out more like a question.

Sir Way shook his head. "I need to teach you some of my rules," but before he exited the glass room, he looked at me from the corner of his eyes, which glistened with what seem desire for a split second, and said a bit lower "and punishments."

The form that he spoke was captivating, but also sent the good type of shivers down my spine. I was lost for a moment. Do I follow him?

"Come along, Iero!" Sir Way exclaimed, already half way up the stairs. I ran out of the room and looked around. Most of the other glass studios were empty, but one. That one had Bert's bloody body stuck onto the glass. I shrugged and speed walked to Sir Way. As we closed the trapdoor, I saw that the club was still full with life. Literally. I couldn't spot any other vampire here except my master? Owner? What was I supposed to call him? Out of nowhere, he swooped me up and carried me bridal style out of the club.

"Hey! Put me down! I can walk perfectly fine!" I yelled and tried to get out of his arms. He had to be a strong vampire.

"Stop moving," Sir Way comanded and I did. I did not want to end up like Bert.

We kept walking and the way we were taking led to the woods. Was that where he lived? Was I going to live in the trees? What about the bugs?! What about food?! What about my clothes?! My mother?!

"Why do you feel tense?" Sir Way asked. I blushed.

"It's nothing," I said, hoping he would drop it.

"No, it must be something. What is it?" he asked. I internally groaned. I didn't want to embarass myself.

"I'll tell you when we arrive at where ever we're going," I offered. He nodded.

We arrived at the edge of the woods and Sir Way still hadn't put me down. I was dying with curiosity to where we were going. We kept going through the woods. All the way through. Sir Way was humming a song I recognized.

"You like Blink 182?" I asked happily.

"Yes I do! Did you hear my hums?" he said.

"Yeah I did," I smiled.

"You should smile more. You look beautiful when you do," he said. I didn't respond because I was speechless. I was not beautiful!

He didn't talk after that. Finally, he stopped walking. I fell asleep in his arms half way through the trees.

"Frankie. Wake up, darling. We're home," Sir Way announced.

I woke up and rubbed my eyes. He chuckled and put me down. I stretched and heard my bones pop. I love that feeling. My eyes focused where we were. It was the other side of town that no one was allowed to go to.

Sir Way grabbed my hand and led me towards a big house. It was two stories high, really long and wide, and it was made out of brick and cement. It looked pretty and rich people like. Sir Way took out some keys from his pocket and opened the fancy black and silver door. The inside was to die for. It was well furnitured and the black tiles were shiny. Sir Way must've seen my mouth open.

"You like?" he asked me from my side.

I nodded and looked at him,"I like very much."

He chuckled,"You can look around later, Iero. We have somethings to dicuss. Follow me."

I followed him into a living room. It had a red carpet in the smack middle with a marble table on it, two black leathered couches and a regular, red loveseat surounded it. He walked over to the loveseat and patted the spot next to him. I nodded and joined him.

"Okay so what's first Sir Way?" I adressed him.

"First thing we need to establish is that you will call me Gerard unless I tell you otherwise," Gerard said.

"Understood Si- I mean Gerard," I said obidiently.

"Here are the rules:

You will obey everything I say unless you have a really good reason not to.

You will not go anywhere unless you have my permission.

If you ever have a problem of any type, you must tell me," Gerard stated. Seemed simple.

"And for the love of god, don't try lying to me. I always find out."

"You can say god?!"I shouted in surprise.

"Well yeah. Im not going to shrivel up and die again," Gerard laughed.

"What about my clothes? I need my things," I told him.

He waved his hand dismissively,"Don't worry, we'll go tomorrow."

"Thanks," I said. Gerard smiled and got up. He stuck out a hand in my direction. I held it and pulled myself up.

"Now I'm going to show you to our room," he said and we headed to another part of the house.

Our room? I was going to have to stay in a room with him?

"Why can't I have my own room?" I asked.

"I don't trust you fully enough to leave you alone in a room,"he answered simply.

He stopped at a room on the far end of the hallway. The door was opened and he clapped his hands. The lights went on and the room was majestic. It had posters and shelves full with Cds and comic books. And of course he was going to have a king sized bed.

He gently pushed me inside and went over to some drawers. Gerard took of his shirt.. and his pants.. In front of me. He looked at me and smirked.

"Don't feel weird. You'll be seeing me completely naked soon," he said and winked.

I choked on air. Woah, he's planning on using me for his sexual pleasure? I mean, he is extremely hot. I don't think I would mind. I shook my head and stripped to my boxers as well.

"My, you have a lovely body," Gerard whispered in my ear. I jumped. I didn't even know he moved.

He smiled and laid on the right side of the bed. I like the left side anyway. I awkwardly walked over to the bed and laid down. He clapped once more, shutting off the lights.

"Night Frank," Gerard murmured.

I was just about to respond but I remembered something.

"What about the punishments?" I wondered out loud.

Gerard shifted closer and loosely put an arm over my waist.

He got real close to my ear and whispered huskily,

"All you need to know is that the punishments include pleasure, sugar."