Various Storms and Saints - Petekey

Chapter 4

Pete woke up during what he assumed was the next day, but the cell he was placed in with Mikey was dark and windowless so he couldn't be exactly sure.

He sat up from where it seemed he was thrown carelessly onto the ground and inspected his body. He was bruised basically everywhere, but it was definitely more prominent around his next. His neck was especially sore, and as he rubbed it he felt 2 parallel marks in the side, right over the vein. 

Holy shit, had he been bitten by a vampire or something?

"Oh good, you are awake. You were bitten by a vampire last night," Mikey told him. Well, I guess that answers that. 

"What the fuck?"

"I have a lot of explaining to do, don't I?" Mikey asked.

"Obviously!"

"Alright. So...

Mikey's POV

"My older brother, Gerard, and his friends, are all vampires. They basically became priests or members of the church or whatever because they wanted to find people who looked like they didn't belong and turn them into vampires. But, you have to be at least 15-"

"Does this mean I was chosen because I'm gay?" Pete interrupts. Wait, he's gay? Holy shit does that mean that he's actually been trying to flirt-

"Sorry, that was unrelated. Wow Pete, you really can just casually come out to some dude like that and not your own fucking parents," Pete said, seemingly in his own internal struggle.

"A-anyways," Mikey decided to continue and just ignore the comment Pete had made. "You have to be at least 15. You just turned 15 recently and so did I, so our time came I guess. Next week some other kid in your parish will turn 15 and will probably be taken in as well."

"Jeez. So I'm like, a vampire now?"

"Yep."

"Oh, ok then. WHAT THE FUCK? HOW DO I EXPLAIN THIS TO MY PARENTS? HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO LIKE SURVIVE? DO I HAVE TO EAT PEOPLE NOW-" Pete was, very obviously, frantic.

"PETE!" Mikey finally called out. Pete looked up at Mikey, fear apparent in his eyes.

"Look, at least you aren't alone. I've seen countless other kids go through this alone. We got lucky Pete," Mikey sadly explained. 

"Mikey, I'm scared," Pete mumbled. Mikey's eyes softened, wishing that they weren't chained to opposite sides of the cell so he could hug him. He shook his head.

"Me too Pete. Me too."

Pete's POV

Pete just sat there, a million thoughts going through his head yet he was feeling numb. Mikey looked at him every few minutes, obviously concerned. 

Eventually, after what felt like hours of sitting there alone with his thoughts, Gerard walked in looking as happy as ever.

"Well well well! Looks as if you two are getting along great! But, that doesn't really matter right now, as it is now time for your first meal!" Gerard gave himself a little round of applause as Ray and Frank rolled their eyes behind him. 

Pete's eyes snapped up at the word "meal". (a/n guys i literally hate the word meal so much omg)

"Meal?" 

"Yes! Here, come with me!" Gerard proceeded to exit the room. Pete looked at Mikey, confused because they were still handcuffed to the wall of the cell. Ray noticed and rolled his eyes.

"Classic Gerard." He unlocked them and firmed grabbed both of their wrists, dragging them into what another room.

They entered the room. The only thing in the room, besides Gerard, was a table located in the center. There seemed to be 2 giant lumps under a white sheet. 

Gerard grinned excitedly and ripped the sheet off of the lumps only to reveal...

a/n alright sorry this is like way shorter but its also like super boring so i apologize. have a good day i guess lmao wish me luck convincing my mom to get me waterparks tickets