Hate •Frerard•

Chapter IV

Today was just another normal day at school. It's been three days since Frank came out to me about his vampirism. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He had a hate against vampires because a pure blood turned him, so he hated me. The silence that came from him bothered me. He was quieter than usual and more snappish. At lunch he looked sick-like, like he hasn't ate in weeks.

Pete was playing around with a pin button on his shirt when it stabbed his finger, a small amount of blood came out. Frank slammed his hands down on the table and walked out the cafeteria. I quickly followed behind worried about him. He walked into the old boy's bathroom that was small with a old wooden push door that entered to it. I saw Frank sitting up against the wall holding himself. I walked up to him and sat down beside him.

"What do you want?", he demanded with venom lacing his lips with every word.

"I just wanted to see if you were okay", I said looking over at him. His left eye was glowing a bright red and his skin was paler than normal.

"Well I'm okay", he said bluntly, "I promise."

I took my fingernail and pressed it into my neck drawing blood. Frank, almost animal-like, pushed me over and pinned me onto the ground, my hands above my head. He was on top of me panting heavily, I could see his white fangs poking out under his top lip. 'Just as I expected, he hasn't fed. By the looks of it it's been at least a couple of months.' I thought to myself look up at the boy atop of me. His mouth got closer and closer to my neck. His grip tight on my arms above my head, I could feel his nails dig into my skin causing blood to draw from them. He was shaking vigorously, trying to fight himself from feeding off of me. I could hear his nervous swallows as his face crept closer to my neck. Finally, he bit into my neck. I gasped at the contact, his bit was hard and firm. I could feel the warm liquid poring out of my neck as he viscously drank. His grip around my wrists tighten, I could hear his moans of satisfaction as he fed. I could feel his mouth sloppily let blood out by accident, it ran down my neck and into my shoulder length raven hair.

I felt the grip that was once around my wrists let go and Frank's tongue traced over my open wound, making it heal faster. He lifted up his face, his left eye was back to normal and his face was covered in my blood. His skin was back to its natural pale color with a slight olive tent. He whipped his face with his hand and looked down at it. His face spread with horror as he stared at the crimson blood on his hand.

"Why didn't you stop me?", he said looking at me with pain in his eyes.

"Because if you wouldn't have fed you would've blacked out and killed someone random", I told him getting up to wash the blood off my neck and in my hair, "It's not healthy staring yourself like that you could've hurt someone or gotten yourself hurt."

I grabbed a few paper napkins and soaked them in water getting them damp. I squatted down in front of him handing him the damp napkins. He grabbed them and washed off his face and hands as I cleaned the blood off the floor.

"Why do you even care about me so much", he said standing up, "I clearly don't like your type and mistreat you."

"Well, it doesn't mean that we can't try to be friends", I say looking at him with pride in my eyes.

"What don't you understand by I don't like your kind? A pure bred is what turned me and slaughtered my family. I could never be friends with you", with that he stormed out the bathroom as the bell rung.

----------------------------------------------
A/N:
Okay, so I hope you like it so far. I'm going to be updating this right regularly and I'm NOT going to discontinue it like I did my last story. The reason I did that is because one, I have major writers block and I feel like I just didn't want to write it anymore, and two I had something come up and just wasn't in the mood to do it. So I hope you guys like my new story. I'm eager to finish it and then edit it. Bye.
~Daddy Senpai