/Frerard/ You have no idea what you're up against

Chapter 4: As if to say

Franks POV:

Oh my god I might have just killed my best friend, crush, and lead singer of the band I'm in. Oh my god and Mikey! What can I do now? He's dead and I killed him. I usually kill people to eat them, but the bad people like rapists and murderers, not my innocent best friend! Did I do the right thing? I mean if he wasn't a vampire and knew I was that'd be dangerous. He could tell people. I made the right choice. I could've trusted him, but I made that same mistake with Pete...

"Hey Frank?" I jumped a little bit, quite startled. It's only Ray, phew. I don't want Mikey to come in and cry about me killing his brother, he'll obviously notice Gerard isn't here, everyone here will. They'll just assume something like he left or ran away or got kidnapped though. Mikey doesn't deserve this, he could be in so much pain without his brother.

"Oh my god, Ray, you don't do that to a person. Are you really that light on your feet?"

"Sorry, but we need to rehearse for tonight's show, Gerard's at the stage waiting for you."

What.

Gerard. I didn't kill Gerard. I didn't kill Gerard, oh my god I didn't kill Gerard, I DIDN'T KILL HIM HE'S ALIVE.

I rush past Ray without saying another word and run to the area we're playing in and see Gerard running down from the stage as he sees me with his hand over his neck.

And he slaps me. Across the face. Ouch.

"What the fuck was that for?"

"Well, you did say you weren't a vampire, and now I know you are so you were lying."

"You lied as w-" I was cut off by Gerard slapping me again. I didn't really care, in fairness I did deserve this.

"That second slap was for biting me without consent." He says.

"Okay, we discuss this tomorrow, right now pretend nothing happened." I say rubbing my cheek. He didn't slap me hard enough to make a mark, but the second one did hurt a bit.

"I don't even need to pretend because nothing did." He huffs.

And with that I just walk to the left side of the stage to pick up my guitar, but I can feel Gerard's eyes following me, staring into the back of my neck. I turn around and he is, he stops as Mikey approaches him though and they walk backstage. I wonder what their doing...

Gerard's POV:

"What were you doing, hunting in daylight where anyone could see you!" He says with an angry expression on his face.

Mikey punches my arm, not very hard, but just hard enough to hurt and make me rub my arm. Mikey received the text I sent him earlier about 'another vampire', aka Frank, biting me.

"I was hungry and there were no ribs in the fridge, like you said you would get them." I glare at him and he rolls his eyes.

"What a coincidence there was another vampire around her." He mutters.

"Aslo, it's hard to find fresh ribs with blood still in them isn't it? Anyway, drink this. It's called livivandasix. It's meant to cure vampire bites, there's something similar for werewolves called madadandvasix." He hands a blue bottle to me.

"Thanks, how did you know there was a potion for this?"

"Well, let's say you 'accidentally' bite a famous person or your friend. What do you do then?" I'm going to assume he just looked this up on the internet.

I sigh and grab the bottle from him. I uncork it and then he smirks.

"Why are you smirking like that?" I ask before bringing the bottle to my lips.