Roommates

More blood

I'm up again.  In the bathroom.  Crying.  I don't know why but I just feel like crying all the time now.  It couldn't be the monthly time, that's already came and is gone.  Mikey is passed out on the bed, sleeping soundlessly.  I wish I could be doing that right now but no, my emotions have decided to spring out all of the sudden and make me a wreak.  "Ugh!" I stood up and tried to catch my breath the best I could before quietly storming out, into the living room.  I was slightly surprised when I saw Gerard sitting on the couch with a notepad and pen in his hands, writing away.  He didn't even realize me.  I went to the fridge only to be greeted by little to nothing of food and my blood.  Not enough blood though.  There probably wasn't even enough for half of a cup.  I groaned.  "Brie?"   I turned around and saw Gerard staring at me.  "What?"   "Nothing.  What are you doing up?" He asked.  "What are you doing up?" I asked, sounding like I was losing my voice.  Gerard's face turned from confusion to worry.  "Have you been crying?"   "What?! No!" I croaked.  He stood up.  "Yes you have, I can tell."   He walked over to me.  "Your eyes are red and puffy.  You're voice is cracking, you're shaky.  You've been crying Brie." He said putting his hands on my shoulders.  I looked away from him.  "I need more blood." I mumbled.  He let go of my shoulders and looked at the clock.  "It's like two in the morning, how are you gonna get human blood?"   "I know how." I shrugged.  He stood for a moment while I grabbed some stuff.  "Can I come?"   I looked at him in disbelief.  "You want to come and watch me kill people, drain their blood and out it in this jug?" I asked.  He nodded.  I sighed.  "Are you sure?"   "Yes."   "Fine, come on." I grumbled.

We walked a little bit away from the city and into the woods.  It is a trail.  People believe it's haunted.  One reason is because there is an abandoned cabin near and the second is because of me.  People come here all the time at night.  Mostly at two or three in the morning because that's apparently 'the witching hour' or something.  "This is where you get your blood?" Gerard whispered.  "Yeah."   "Why here?"   "I'll tell you later, now hush."   There was a few people walking up the trail.  They looked to be in their late twenties, maybe early thirties.  "This place isn't haunted.  Ghosts, vampires and stuff like that isn't real." A girl said.  "I'll prove you wrong." I mumbled to myself.  I went for the girl first.  I flew straight towards her, covering her mouth so her screams would be muffled.  "Vampires are real." I whispered to her before killing her.  I went for the rest of the few. 

"Wow." Gerard whispered.  "Oh, I'm not done yet." I said.  "I know.  How do you drain their blood?"   "You'll see." I smiled.  Gerard helped me carry the bodies deeper into the woods until we found a clear spot.  "Give me the girl, she's smaller." I told Gerard.  He handed her to me.  Before getting her blood into my jug I sank my fangs into her neck.  The perfect spot is the neck.  I sucked some of her blood then pulled away.   "Watch."   I pulled a knife out of my bag and cut a gash in her neck.  I held the jug under her neck so her blood would flow into the jug, I tried getting it all in but it was hard.   I did that to other parts of her body until I had most of the blood out of her.  I did the same thing to the rest of the bodies.  I had blood everywhere once I was done.  "Holy shit." Gerard whispered.  "That's the long way." I mumbled.  "There's a quicker way?" He asked, a tiny bit of fear showing in his voice.  "Yeah, but I do this more."   He looked at me then at the bodies.  "What do you do with them?" He whispered.  "Leave it to the animals or just let them decay." I shrugged, putting my stuff away.  I held up my jug.  "Now I have blood." I smiled.   "You look like a sycophath."   "This is normal for me."   "Are you done?" He asked.  "Yeah, come on. We have to hurry so no one will see us." I said walking away.  "Yeah I think I know that!"

We got to the apartment without being spotted.  Gerard was so nervous that we'd get caught, it was a little funny.  Once we got inside, it was a different story.  All three of the boys were awake.  Ray practically screamed when he saw me.  Mikey looked terrified and Frank looked worried.  "What did you do?!" Ray asked.  I held up my blood.  "I ran out so I had to get more.  Gerard wanted to come with me."   Frank looked at Gerard.  "You wanted to go with her?"  Gerard shrugged and nodded.  Mikey looked at Gerard then me.  "You need a shower." He said in disgust.  I rolled my eyes and nodded.  "Yeah I know, let me just put this up."   I put my blood away and jumped in the shower.

Not even a few minutes into talking a shower Mikey came and joined me.  "You smell terrible." Mikey said.  "What do you expect? I killed like four or five people."   He gave me a scared look.  "What?"  Mikey shook his head.  "Nothing."   "Exactly."   "What is that supposed to mean?"   I shrugged.  "Okay... Well hurry up and at least try to get that stench off of you." Mikey told me.  "It will be hard." I sighed.

After furiously scrubbing myself with scented body wash I finally got to have some of the blood I just got.  "Seriously how do you get the blood in that big container?" Frank questioned.  "You do not want to know." Gerard said.  I laughed at Gerard.  "It wasn't that bad!"   His eyes widened.  "It was terrible!"   I rolled my eyes and looked at the other three boys.  "It's not that bad."   "Yeah, I'm totally believing that." Ray said.  Mikey wrapped his arm around my shoulder.  "At least you don't smell bad anymore."   I glared up at him.  "What?"   "Don't make me smack you." I mumbled.  He leaned over to my ear and whispered, "Don't make me punish you."   My cheeks got hot and so did down there.  Mikey pulled away from my ear with a smirk on his face.  "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" I whispered even though I know what it means.  "It means that I will gladly use the toys I got on you." He smiled.  "Wouldn't that be pleasurable?"   He shook his head.  "Not if I put that small vibrator in you and made you sit in here and talk to the boys."   "You wouldn't."   "Wanna bet?" He asked.   "Not really." I mumbled.  "Exactly." He smirked.  "Oh shut it, I say that."   All Mikey did was laugh at me.  "Well, I'm going to try and sleep. After witnessing how Brie gets her blood I don't think I'll sleep very well." Gerard said.  Surprisingly Frank stayed behind.  Frank snapped his head at me.  "Why won't you tell how you get your blood?" He asked.  "It's hard to explain." I shrugged.  "I'll get it out of you one day."   "I can get it out of her right now." Mikey said.  "Ew." Ray whispered.  "Stop being so kinky Mikey." Frank said.  Mikey rolled his eyes.  "I'm just saying I could."   "But you won't." I whispered to Mikey.  "You sure about that?"   I didn't answer him because I was a little afraid that if I answered what I thought I'd be proven wrong.  "I'll get it out of you, without being kinky." Frank pointed a finger at me.  "Sure you will." I mumbled as he walked away. 

I felt Mikey's eyes boring into me even though I wasn't doing anything.  Ray looked at Mikey then me and raised his eyebrows with a small smile tugging at his lips.  "I'll leave you two alone.  Don't get too crazy and please clean the couch when you're done." He laughed.  "Goodnight!" Ray called before shutting his door. 

Me and Mikey sat in silence for a few moments before he broke it.  "How about I go show you what that little toy can do?"   I looked over at him.  "As long as I won't be in public or around people while you're showing me."   He smiled.  "Well come one then."   He grabbed my hand and pulled me to my room.  He laid me down and got the small toy out.  "This will be fun." Mikey smirked.