Do You Even Exist?

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Name: Frank Anthony Iero

Address: Unknown

Age: Unknown

Birth Date: Unknown

Death Date: Unknown

Current Occupation (Occupation Before Death): Unknown

Past Occupations: Unknown

Parents: Unknown

“Frank, baby…” I whispered to him. He was on our bed strumming his guitar to the tune of ‘I’m Not Okay’ even though his guitar wasn’t plugged into an amplifier. “It says here that… You don’t even exist,” I was gaping at the computer screen.

Out of pure boredom I searched him up on Google, but nothing came up. Nothing. So I went to those people searcher websites to see if there was any trace that he was even on this planet at all. My results were all “Unknown.”

His whole mood changed. Like he switched personalities in a split second. He looked demanding and almost evil as he slowly walked his way over to me. I’m not gonna lie, he scared the living shit outta me. (Well that’s a dollar in the Lyric Jar.)

He bent down to my ear and whispered demonically, “It’s about time you found out, huh, Gerard…?”

“T-To find out what, Frankie?” I gulped down. This wasn’t Frankie at all.

“Who – what – I am,” he then bent closer to my cheek and kissed it. He glided down my neck and opened his mouth. I felt two sharp objects lightly glazing the top of my skin. The feeling sent shivers down my spine, resulting in goose bumps, “I never told you what I do for a living, Gerard,”

“Ha,” I giggled, though still scared as hell.

“Yes, I know, I owe another dollar to the Lyric Jar,” he smiled. He went back to his evil self and said, “Why aren’t you running away?”

“Because you’re Fran-,”

“NO I’M NOT!” He boomed. I jumped back and he continued, more normally, “Sorry, I-… I’m not Frankie. Yes, I’m /Frankie/, but I’m not the Frankie you know,” he sighed then sat down on the edge of the bed.

“Then tell me who you are,” I shrugged, “I’m not afraid of you, love.”

“First of all, I’m /not/ a vampire, just to get that straight. I’m what they call a half-human,” he sighed, “So basically, I can eat all the food you humans can except for your cooked meat. It has to be raw. But I stay away from that as much as possible. I much rather blood… Human blood…”

“Oh…” I exhaled.

“It’s okay to be scared, Gerard,” he reassured, “It’s not like I go around sucking the life out of fucking humans. I only need a drop a week,” he seemed so nonchalant about all this, that I could swear that he has told this story to many people, and he just became so used to telling it.

“Does anyone know?” I ask, unsure of what to say.

“No,”

“How old are you?”

“As I’ve said, I’m not a vampire. I age. I’m half human, /half/ vampire. I’m 30,” he spoke the words a little too fast; I almost couldn’t understand him.

I became a little more comfortable in knowing that I didn’t have sex with a 912 year old once a week. Wait. Once a week… “I just realized something!” I smiled, “You bite me every time we have sex! Then you lick the wound!” I started laughing and Frankie was confused, “It all makes sense now! I supply you your weekly dose of blood!”

“So why are you laughing about that? Aren’t you mad? Aren’t you worried that you’ll turn into one too?”

I then gaped at him, “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“Shit,” he said.

“THAT WOULD BE FUCKING AMAZING! Am I gonna turn into one? Am I?” That would be a dream of mine!

“No, I didn’t inject you with anything. I just… sucked it,” he looked like he felt bad about bursting my bubble. I chuckled.

“Hell yeah, you sucked it,” I laughed again.

“That’s not what I meant!” Frankie started to laugh too.

“So this isn’t going to turn into one of those vampire romance novels is it?” I pouted.

“Oh hell no. Life will be exactly the same,” he giggled and swung his arm around me.

“Good,” I kissed him on the cheek the he hissed, showing off his razor sharp fangs. If only I had a pair of those…

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 16, 2012 ⏰

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