dandygrrrl

Chapter Seven.

It was only a few minute after Frank’s little run-in that Ryan came bouncing into the class room.

“Hey Frankie” Ryan smiled, waving slightly effeminately at Frank. Frank smiled, waving back. Ryan came over, sitting in the seat next to Frank, smiling as he looked behind him at the jocks who were still sitting in some short of shock.

“What’s up with them?” Ryan asked, putting his lap top on the table and opening it.

“Well, after Stuart pointed out that he was going to beat up a little fag like me, I pointed out that I was a fertile male vampire.” Frank grinned knowing he was taking some perverse pleasure in all this. “I also pointed out that Gerard had said when he found out who gave me a black eye he was going to make them beg for death, and guess who it was Ryan? Yes, Stuart.”

Ryan smiled sweetly, turning round and looking at the group behind them, before standing up and walking over.

“Oh dear, Stuart I do hope you’ve written a will, because seeing as my boyfriend is best friends with Gerard, I know he’s mightily pissed that his chosen mate has a black eye. You do know Gerard Way right? Scary mother fucker, collects medieval torture devices and uses them.” Ryan laughed as if he was having afternoon tea with Stuart and his lackeys. “Yep, are pretty much fucked Stuart since Frank is pretty much a Way now and you gave him a concussion you know. You are fuckey, fuck, fucked.”

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Stuart wanted to cry as he listened to Ryan. He knew that when Gerard caught up with him it was over. He had heard rumors about what happened to the jock that who had hit Mikey Way. It was said that when Gerard and Bob had finished with him that he was pretty much nothing more then a stain on the floor.

Gerard had turned torture into a art form. He looked at the boy in front of him and wanted to turn back time, Frank looked so small and sickly and normally it went through the school like wild fire if a new vampire was starting. He just wanted to have some fun, and taking his aggression out on someone different from him seemed like the perfect idea.

Now he had pretty much signed his own death warrant. There was a vampire law which stated that any human who hurts a fertile, the fertile’s mate could punish the human in what ever way they saw fit, and that included death. If the fertile didn’t have a mate, it fell to any member of the fertile’s family to do the deed, and Stuart knew a vampire’s family could mean nothing more than the gang they hung about with at school.

He looked up as Ryan who had since sat back down turned back around to him, before flipping open his cell phone.

“Stuart, just phoning Gerard. Oh and Cherry sweetheart and your properly going down too you’re Stuart’s girlfriend and us vampires are like that. “Sorry honey.”