"Can't condone murder after you stabbed me in the back and your boyfriend finished the job. Could y'all just take this stake out and like I don't know, let me leave. Clearly you aren't worth it at this point." Dominic said from the floor.
"Ouch, that hurts. Gee did you hear that? I'm not worth dying for." I put a hand to my heart pouting.
"I think you're worth dying for." Gerard whispers. "Uh let's kill the guy yeah? What a dick." He said looking over to Dominic. Did he just say I'm worth dying for? Did GERARD JUST SAY HE WAS WILLING TO DIE FOR ME JUST NOW?! I stared at Gerard as the realization was setting in. He looked back down at me and looked scared.
"Uhh is that a no to killing him?" He asked sheepishly.
"Did you just, are you saying? Gerard?" I couldn't stop the stuttering. My brain was trying to comprehend what he could have meant. Maybe I didn't hear him right, maybe that's not what he said.
"Uh let's uh deal with him first," Gerard let go of me and stepped back out of my arms, his cheeks were pink and I knew mine were too.
"Um yeah sure." I put my arms down and looked at the half conscious Dominic on the floor. "Do we uh, burn him?" I looked up at Gerard.
"Seriously?" Dominic said quietly from the floor a few feet away from us. I think at this point it's more like putting a dog out of his misery.
"Dude you're dying anyway. I don't think taking the stake out is going to save you." He looked from Dominic down to me. "Yeah I'll, uh, take him to a dumpster nearby." He began walking over to Dominic. "Uh here, take my jacket. I don't want blood all over it. Plus it's cold out there." Gerard took his jacket off and handed it to me as I followed him. I took it from him wordlessly and slid it on.
While he moved Dominic so he could pick him up easier without moving the wood shard, I went and grabbed my shoes from where I had left them earlier and slid them back on. As I walked back to Gerard I saw he had Dominic in his arms so I went over to the crate by the couch and grabbed his lighter that he always left there. Then I followed Gerard out the window and we walked for about 10 minutes in silence before Gerard figured we were far enough from people we could burn him. He dropped him in a giant dumpster and took his bloodied shirt off too.
"Can I uh, have my jacket." He reached out to me but didn't look at me. I just took it off and handed it to him before I stepped closer to the dumpster and started the lighter. Dominic had stopped breathing in the middle of our walk. At this point we are just getting rid of the body.
"You're not dropping that alone." Gerard said taking it from my hand. I looked up at him and knew this was another secret we had to keep. I put my hand on his that held the lighter.
"I'm ready when you are." I looked into his eyes and he nodded back. Gerard looked at the body and so did I. Poor asshole. Did he deserve to die? Maybe. But even for a kid our age and probably being alone for his whole life must have really sucked and messed him up. I'm glad Gerard isn't going to end up like that. He has me at least. Well. I hope so.
Gerard flicked the lighter on, opened his hand and the lighter fell onto the bloodied clothes and caught fire to it all too quickly. Must be a vampire thing, cause that definitely isn't normal. It was like there was gasoline in there with him. We stepped back and watched the flames coming over the top.
"Let's, uh head home," Gerard said next to me.
"I left my phone at the warehouse." I looked down at my feet away from the flames and heat.
"Okay, warehouse then go home yeah?"
"Yeah." We walked away from the fire and made our way back to the warehouse in silence. We just murdered a vampire, but also he was trying to kill Gerard... And would have killed me too. Or changed me. Almost the same thing. This was done in self defence. I can't even feel too bad about it. I feel a little bad about it. But I'm not going to let it weigh on me too much. He would have killed both of us if I hadn't stepped in. We climbed in through the window and Gerard went off searching for my phone. I just walked over to the couch in the darkness and sat down closing my eyes, the adrenaline finally wearing off and leaving me tired.
"Hey," Gerard said quietly. "I got your phone. Are you uh ready to go?" he said sitting on the crate in front of me. He had turned the little lamp on so I could see him. I looked at him for a moment before reaching my hand out to touch his cheek. There were a few cuts on his face, he had a busted lip and blood running down the side of his eyebrow. Who knows what he looks like under the zipped up jacket. Dominic died, but he was clearly able to do a number on Gerard.
"We need to clean you up." I stood up to go grab the first aid kit from the table.
"Pumpkin, we can do that back at my house. Let's just go." Gerard stood up facing me.
I picked up the kit and walked back to him. "What if Mikey is home, what are you going to say?" I looked down at the first aid kit.
"He's not home right now, he's with Pete and Patrick." Gerard placed a hand on the first aid kit. "Let's go home."
"You called me princess earlier," I looked up at him. "I liked that one." I could feel the blush on my cheeks. I need to know. Or at least tell him how I feel.
Gerard's cheeks turned pink too. "Yeah?" it came out as a whisper.
"Sit down so I can fix you up, Gee." He held eye contact with me for a moment before he sat back down. I moved and sat on the couch in front of him and opened up the kit. I took out the alcohol wipes and started wiping everywhere there was blood while I tried to avoid wiping any of the cuts just yet. Gerard just sat and watched me, I could tell he was trying not to flinch when I got around to cleaning the cuts. I put a little ointment on and a bandaid to finish off the ones on his eyebrow and cheeks. I left his cut lip alone because I knew a bandaid wouldn't stay on it, plus it had stopped bleeding so it was fine.
"You need a band aid too," Gerard said, reaching for a band aid from the box.
"I do?" I don't remember getting hurt.
Gerard hummed and opened a large band aid before leaning forward and moving my hair. He placed it gently on the left side of my neck where he had bitten me earlier. His hand lingered for a moment on the band aid before he pulled it away and sat up.
"Did you mean it?"
"Mean what?" Gerard looked at me confused.
"When you said that I was worth dying for." I knew my cheeks were red, but I need to know.
He seemed to search my eyes for a moment, "Yeah. I meant it."
"I don't want you to die for me," I whispered reaching my hand out for his.
"I would though, if it meant you being safe." He looked down at our hands and held mine gently.
"Gee?" I leaned towards him. He just hummed and looked up at me. "I love you."
Gerard looked at me and put his free hand on my cheek, I couldn't help but lean against it and into his warmth, the little warmth he had that was probably from drinking my blood. When I looked back up at him, he leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. It was soft and hesitant, just like Gerard. I couldn't help but smile against him as I leaned more into the kiss. After a moment he pulled away and pressed his forehead against mine.
"I've always loved you." He whispered.
I hummed squeezing his hand."Wait. What?" I pulled back slightly to look at him better. My hand was still in his but he took his hand away from my cheek.
"I, sorry." He shook his head out. "Mikey, he had a crush on you back when we were freshmen. And he didn't know I liked you and I didn't want to be in his way so I distanced myself," he looked down at our hands. "After he told me about how he confessed but you guys stayed friends, I.. the damage was done so I just left you alone."
I cupped his cheek with my free hand. "If you ever think that I was better off without you, you are wrong. And don't ever do something like that again or I will beat you up." I cracked a smile.
"I won't," He smiled back at me and leaned in to kiss me again. I pressed forward into him trying to convey all my feelings in that kiss. As I pulled away I looked down and notice my phone screen lighting up.
"Why is Mikey calling me?" I asked looking back to Gerard.
"Uhh, just answer that and put it on speaker." He said looking away nervously. I just answered the phone anyway while giving him my best what did you do look.
"Hey Mikey," I questioned, looking at Gerard with confusion on my face.
"Hey Y/n/n, is everything okay? Gerard texted me a while ago and said if I didn't hear from him in like two hours to go home and check his room for a note. But I wanted to call you first to make sure everything was alright."
"Yeah? Everything is okay." I said giving Gerard a look.
"Are you sure?" Mikey's voice came out all staticy because of the warehouse.
"Uh yeah," Gerard said. "But um could you meet us at home Mikes?" I raised an eyebrow trying to figure out why he wants Mikey to meet us at their house.
"Uh okay. Are you sure everything is alright?"
"Yeah we're fine. I just. I need to tell you something." Gerard said looking up at me. Guess it's time Mikey finally finds out about the whole Vampire thing.