Song: Infra-Red
Artist: Three Days Grace
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Frank's P.O.V.

I moved helplessly through the darkness.

This time the light was gone, I was dark, it was actually so dark that it was hurting my eyes.

It was eerily quiet... Actually it was so quiet it actually sounded deafening. That how fucking quiet this was!!

A sudden flash of light appeared, a few moment's later it flashed again. And again. Again.

I broke out into a bolt for the light.

Oh thank God! It's not moving away from me! I'm getting closer to it!

I stopped once the flashed stopped showing.

Dead silence.

"AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

I collided my hands with my ears, desperate to block out the ear retching sound.

Once it stopped I uncovered my hands cautiously.

"Frank."

I looked at down at a sudden pool of blood, beginning to feel panic rise in me.

Something was nagging at me to look up, so I did. Immediately regretting it.

I saw an averagely tall, pale guy with long black hair, oh god.

Gerard was lying there, his limp body covered - no... Drenched in blood.

"F-Frank." He called out weakly, reaching towards me.

I tried to run but soon realized I couldn't move my feet.

It was like I'm Paralyzed.

"Gerard... ?" I choked out as if he might fade away if I were too loud.

"FRANK- p-please... Help me.. " He said weakly sounding on the verge of death.

"It's time, Frank." I jumped as the shadow appeared above Gerard under the only light in the room.

It was beaming down on the both of them, Gerard laying choking and sputtering behind him.

"What?!"

"It's time."

I screamed in frustration and panic. "Tell me! What is it time for? Who are you?!" I sobbed, looking in between the Shadow Voice and Gerard.

The shadow looked down at Gerard and grinned wickedly. "Death."

My eyes widened out of my head in fear. The Shadows head showed a glowing white line, curling into a grin.
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I literally gave up on the italics. Ugh!!
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-time skip-

I walked to Gerards front door nervously. I'm telling him today now that I know it's him.

That dream- and the following dreams sacred the absolute shit out of me!

But now that I know... Now that I saw... I can't.

I just- I can't fucking lose him.

"Hi Frankie- "

"Gerard come with me now." I blurted. His face turned into confusion and worry.

"What?"

"I just-...Please. I need to tell you something." I begged, he nodded still confused.

"Thank you."

I grabbed his hand, dragging him behind me as he let out a small gasp.

"F-Frank where are we going?"

"Cemetery." Was all I said for the rest of the walk, despite his many questions.

We entered the graveyard soon after that. "Why here?" He asked sitting on the same headstone he always does when we come here.

"Do you remember those dreams I told you I couldn't tell you about yet?" I asked, walking towards the giant Oak tree and grabbing a branch to begin climbing.

"Yeah," he nodded, mimicking my actions.

"Well... I had another one. It was the worst of them all, and I need to tell you before it's too late." I said turning to him, letting my legs dangle down either side of the branch.

"Okay... "

I sighed. "Last night after I went home... I fell asleep and had a dream that I was stuck in a never ending darkness. And usually in those dreams I meet a Shadow Voice that talks to me. That shadow was the only thing in the room." I said, looking down and taking a deep breath.

He stared at me intensely waiting for me to continue.

"This time though... I saw you. You were laying down soaked in blood. A lot of it. You looked toward me and called my name. But then the shadow appeared in front of you and spoke to me again."

He urged for me to continue.

"It told me to help you.. All it said was 'it's time'. I never recognized it's voive until last night." I said smiling, letting a tear roll down my cheek.

"It's your voice." I finished.

Gerard just sat there in silence, taking in what I said for a few minutes.

I felt him scoot closer, swinging his legs off of the branch just like I had so we were in the same position.

"I know it's just a stupid dream but I'm worried about you, I can't stop thinking about it and I-"

He cut me off by grabbing my face and smashing his lips on mine. I soon melted into the kiss and put every ounce I had of passion into it, and I felt him doing the same.

The kiss was heart wrenching, but in the best way.

He pulled away a few seconds later, resting his forehead against mine and closing his eyes. "Thank you."

I looked at him then, "for what?"

"For warning me."

I felt my heart twist at that, causing more worry to run through me, if that was even possible.

What if he knows something is about to happen?

"Sugar, please be careful. And tell me if anything happens, okay.. I don't care if you stub your damn toe. Tell me." I said looking into his eyes as they slowly opened.

"Okay." He said smiling his crooked smile at me, showing his tiny little teeth.

He looked so innocent when he smiled, it physically fucked with my heart.

It's like the innocence of a child, like nothing in the world could make him hate somebody. Like he didn't know how to show any other emotion, just love and forgiveness.

I wish he didn't hurt like he does. I'd do anything to change that.

"Frankie... " he said breaking the silence.

"Hm," I hummed in response with a stupid giddy smile. I probably looked so weird right now but I don't care.

"Your Smile is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." He grinned wider, as did I.

I felt my insides flutter and become fuzzy then and my cheeks turn a million shades of red.

How can this boy make me blush with a simple sentence?

"You should look in the mirror darling." I said right before I crashed our lips together.

He reacted almost immediately pushing his lips back onto mine.

We molded perfectly into each other, like how yin & yang fit perfectly together.

I bit his lip making him gasp and slid my tongue into his mouth, deepening the kiss.

I scooted closer until our legs were touching and gripped his waist with one hand, and placing the other on the side of his neck, holding him as if he might shatter like a porcelain doll if I held too tight.

He moaned into the kiss, sending vibrations through out my body.

I smirked and removed my hand from his neck, relocating it to his crotch, palming him roughly.

He gasped. "F-Frank." He moaned turning a deep crimson red.

"What?" I asked innocently, moving my lips to his neck.

"What has gotten - ahh - gotten into you lately." He asked.

"I'm just going to blame teenage hormones." I smirked, squeezing him harshly.

He let out a whorish moan and pulled my hand away, shaking as he did so. "I am so not going to fool around with you out in the open." He said blushing.

I pulled off my hoodie and held it against his chest.

He grabbed it and looked at me confused. "What's this for?"

"For that issue I caused." I laughed as he slipped it on without hesitation.

"I hate you."

"You really don't."

He narrowed his eyes at me and we hopped down off the tree. "I don't."

I grabbed his hand intertwining our fingers and started walking toward my house.

"Come on... Let's go fix your problem." I said in the most seductive voice I could muster up.

He blushed, and madly I must say amd looked down. "Okay." He mumbled.

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I might start actually EDITING these chapters since they're just freaking embarrassing.
Also do y'all like fantasy stories? Like magic and stuff? You should check out "Under Magic's Touch" by Pattricks-Fedora

Just sayin'