Ray's POV:
"Mikey. Plaese," I choked out. "S-st-sto-" My throat contracted. I couldn't finish my sentence. I saw Miey whispering something in Frank's ear. His face went from surprised to ashamed. What did he tell Frank? Mikey smirked and moved onto Gerard. They were no longer chained to the wall. There was no need for it anymore. We were too weak to do anything. Gerard wasn't surprised at what Mikey said. He just glared at Mikey. Mikey tsked at him and sauntered toward me. he leaned in close. "Guess what. I may be able to spare you... let you go." I gasped. "It all depends on your friends' decisions." He walked away with that. What was he talking about?
Amber's POV:
No. No. No. What's hapened? I'm looking thtrough the eyes of someone. I'm not sure who. I hear a door open and look to see who it is even though it hurts. I see Mikey and feel my body go rigid. A sense of fear runs throughout my veins. He walks up to me and puts his hand on my neck. He takes it off and replaces it with his finger. I could feel his finger nail. He slowly puts pressure on my neck with his nail until peirces my skin. He traces it down my neck, leaving a long, thin scratch. He collected the blood on his finger and licked it off as a child would with sugar.
"This is getting better every time I taste it. Just like beer." I didn't say anything. I couldn't. If I did, I don't know what would happen. Once he finished with the blood on his finger, he leaned in close to my neck. I thought he was going to bite me, but he whispered something in my ear quietly. "Frankie." He placed his hand on my cheek and slowly dragged it across my entire cheek in some sort of pattern that I didn't know. I know it shouldn't have hurt so much, but it did. Why am I in Frank's body? Why do I feel his pain? "Do you want your friends to live? Do YOU want to live?" I felt so surprised. Was Mikey being merciful? Could it be? "There's a price to pay though. If you want to save one of your friends, you'll have to take their place. If I was originally going to torture him... you will have to endure it. If YOU want to keep living and be free, you'll have to get rid of one of them. You get their life. Choose wisely." I didn't have to see his face to know he was smirking. Could I possibly... kill one of my friends? I felt ashamed of that thought.Why would I even think of such a thing? For the chance to get away... He back away, dragging his nails across my chest- it was gone suddenly. The thoughts, feelings, and pain that had still lingered a bit after it went black slowly disappeared, too. The only thing I felt was a hand on my forehead. My REAL forehead. Not Frank's. I then realized that my eyes were closed and that was why it was dark. I opened my eyes to see a little girl in front of me with her hand on my forehead. She had pink, almost white, hair, pale skin, violet eyes- She's got to be a vampire. Then why aren't my 'vampire is near' senses going off? As I thought that, my body began to feel cold again. Working its way through every vain, organ, blood vessel. I closed my eyes because my energy started being drained again.
"It's because you're weak, little ametuer (did i spell that right? oh well >.<) vampire hunter." Vampire hunter...?
Mikey's POV:
The warm substance filled my mouth. Oh how delicious it tastes. I can never overcome my crave and addiction towards it. Even with becoming a vampire, I still love coffee. It's almost as satisfying as blood. Almost. I finished the last of the coffe and set my mug down. I wanted to get myself another cup of coffee, but I restrained myself. That would be my eleventh cup. Coffee is so addicting! It doesn't give me that extra kick anymore. Oh well. I sat down on the couch and crossed my legs. Ahhh. My life is so good. I chuckled to myself. I don't even think about those petty human girls anymore. Of course I would still like to learn more about their kind and their motives but not at the moment. I began reminiscing about what I had told my captives...
"Frankie. Do you want your friends to live? Do YOU want to live?" He was so surprised as though he could not believe what I was saying. If I were him, I would know better to believe anything I said. Then, I had told him the catch to it all. Oh the way his surprise disapeared. It was gone in less than a heart-beat. I told the same thing to my 'brother', but he isn't fun to mess with. He justed glared at me. Could he be anymore boring? I guess if he was dead he would be more boring. Oh yes. And Ray. How could I forget? I had told him that if he want to live... it's all depend on his friends' decisions. I wonder if they've discussed it... my master piece.
Wow. I didn't even mean for it to come out like this! I didn't mean for it to be dark! OMG! Funny how things could change in an instant- so fast you don't even see it coming. I know I should've seen it coming because I'm the one writing it, but I just write what pops up in my mind. I don't think about it. Does this happen to you, too? Anyway, I think this is one of my shorter chapters. It's 12:34 am. The things I do for you guys! Also, I just heard my sister coughing in her sleep. I hope she's ok. Comments please!
-Shooting Star
