Billie's pov

Standing in the bathroom, messing with my powers, my phone went off. I pulled it out and the name read Tight Ass. Quietly, I snickered, and turned into Roxanna before answering.

"Hello?" I asked in her voice.

"Billie?"

"Who's Billie? I'm Roxanna!" I smirked.

"No you're not, I am. There's no time to mess around!" I scoffed, returning to my own body.

"Geez, you're no fun."

"Maybe I would be if the girl hadn't escaped."

"Escaped!?" I turned into Y/n, "But I'm right here..."

"Billie! She escaped from the warehouse! Our plan has been ruined!"

"How the hell did she escape?" I asked, now occupying my own corpse.

"I took a break and she hit me over the head with a chair..."

"So this is your fault! How could you!? What the hell were you doing!?"

"Uh, I can't control her to sleep every god damn second! My powers ware out. Everyone's does. By the way, have you been taking breaks?"

"Yes, mom..." I rolled my eyes.

"Billie, I am being serious. If they know, we're both dead."

"They won't know, when did jellybean escape?"

"A few hours ago."

"See, she woulda been here by now! I'm fine. Where is she, anyways?"

"Her old duplex apartment. I haven't seen her leave."

"She'll have to leave eventually."

"I'll keep an eye on it."

"Don't take any fuckin' breaks. If she gets away again I won't hesitate to kill ya!" She scoffed.

"Yeah, I'd like to see you try," I could practically see the eye roll through the phone, "I gotta go. I see some movement. Take breaks, and don't be an idiot."

"No promises."

"Billie!"

"Okay," I sighed, "I promise I'll take breaks..."

"And...?"

"And I won't be an idiot."

"Good, bye."

"Bye bye, princess..." I hung up, and switched into jellybean's skeleton. Her pretty eyes stared back at me in the mirror, "Oh, how I just wish I could..."

My fingers gently ran across her skin. Smirking, I dug my nails under the skin of her right thigh, and tore at it. Quiet groans and painful murmurs escaped her lips until I let go. The bloody scratch marks slowly disappeared, crawling back under the skin until it looked as if nothing had happened.

"Only if I had the real thing..." Blood still dripped from my fingers, trying to find it's way home. A spot of blood stuck out on my index finger, I just wiped it down on the mirror. The blood just flowed down the mirror until it had all found it's way under the skin.

"Y/n! Jellybean! Jellybean!?"

"Shit..." I opened the door. Gerard stood at the end of the hallway. He smiled as soon as he saw me.

"Hey pop tart," He kissed my cheek, "I saw this while we were out and I thought you might like it." He handed me a daisy flower, I just looked at it, confused.

"Is this it?"

"Uh, yeah, do you not remember? When you gave me one?" I stayed silent, "I just thought you'd like one back." I just hummed. A little flower? Really? This is so boring...

"Do you not like it?" He asked, now worried.

"No, of course, I love it!" I faked a smile, but he saw through it.

"Are you feeling okay?" I nodded, "You just seem so, off." He then felt my forehead.

"Gee, I'm not a little kid."

"You're really cold, like, vampire cold."

"It's probably just from the changing. Doesn't it take a few days for everything to regulate?"

"Well, yeah, I guess so..."

"See, I'm fine! Nothing to worry about." I kissed his cheek. Don't think about his pants... don't think about his pants... don't think about his pants...

My eyes began to wander. Fuck, I thought about the pants...

Quickly, I pulled my gaze away. Everything in me wanted a look inside, but I refrained myself.

"Are you alright?"

"Of course I am..." He then hugged me tight.

"I worry about you. So much."

"Well, I worry about you too." Pants... I wanna stick my hand in there... no! Can't think that! I'm jellybean! This sucks...

"Jellybean, you've got nothing to worry about," He pulled away, and caressed my cheek, "You're so beautiful..."

"Gerard..." I said, faking an embarrassed look.

"You are! Most beautiful girl I've ever seen." His hands pulled my hips closer to his body. My arms rested around his neck.

"Baby, you're beautiful too..." Mentally I gagged.

This lovely dovey shit is so annoying! Ugh... what's the point of having the most handsome vampire around and not fucking him as often as possible! Jellybean... fuck her...

"Aww..." He smashed his lips into mine. Now this is better... not exactly what I want... but better...

"Eww, you guys have a bedroom!" A pink haired boy said.

"Sorry dude..." Gerard said, pulling away.

"Gerard!" We turned around to be met with mister no shirt, "Can I talk to you?"

"Of course, what's up?"

"Like uh, in private?"

"Oh, uh, yeah..." Gerard pulled away from me and went with the dark haired boy. Leaving me by myself, once again.

"Y/n?" Someone asked, I turned back around to see the pink haired boy still standing there.

"Hey..." I greeted, not quite knowing his name. Jim? I think it's Jim...

"So, uhm, I was wondering if maybe we could watch a movie later?" I sent a strange look, "It's just that, I feel like we haven't really done anything together. I feel like I barely see you anymore. You're my best friend, so..." His best friend? Seriously? I don't even know your name...

I faked a sweet smile and went along with what he said.

"That sounds great, when would you like to?"

"Maybe, tomorrow night? Like how we used to?"

"Yeah, sounds good, Jim." He sent a confused look.

"Did you just call me Jim?"

"Uhm... yes...?" He just laughed. Oh... he's a human...

"Good one, Y/n..." He stepped away. Fuck that was close... now, where's that Patrick boy?

Quietly, I snooped around the home. My footsteps stayed silent as I tiptoed up some stairs. More rooms were laid out through a hallway. As I walked through, I took quick glances through each. Instead of finding Patrick, I found the boys' rooms. Oh... this is Mikey's room... what can I do here?

Silently, I went through his drawers. Random things had been kept inside, until I went to the bottom. What do we have here? A love note? But to who?

Taking another look around the room for some sort of clue, I began to piece it together. He's always made fun of for being with Pete... is it for him? Oh, this'll be fun...

I slipped out the bedroom door and wandered into another bedroom. Frank...

A few quiet snickers slipped out my lips as I left the little note on his bed. Quickly, I slipped back out, my eyes went up to the ceiling where I found the attic entrance. Fuck yeah...

The trap door above was quite high. I jumped up, but couldn't reach. Damn this short corpse! Ugh...

Looking around, I switched to myself, becoming a bit taller. Quickly, I opened the trapdoor, and switched back into the girl. No one's around... I'm fine...

"Pete?" A boy asked as I climbed the little step ladder into the quite large attic.

"No, it's me, sorry to disappoint." His eyes went wide, and he stepped away.

"I'm... I'm sorry... I don't wanna hurt you... it was an accident..." He began to freak out. I held a hand to his shaking arm.

"Oh, don't be sorry, it was an accident." I spoke sweetly.

"Why... why are you here?"

"Cause I thought you might want the company. You're up here all by yourself all day everyday." I said, taking a seat on his little bed.

"Oh, well, thank... thank you..." He joined me.

"Darling, why are you so nervous? I'm not gonna bite..." I sent a sweet smile. Okay, I might bite... he's really cute...

"It's just... after what happened last time..." He nervously rubbed the back of his head. I held a pair of fingers to his chin.

"Let's not think about that then..." I spoke softly. Patrick did exactly as I wanted. His cheeks went pink, but he knew that what was to come was wrong.

"Well, I'm... I'm still sorry about it... I shot... I shot your boyfriend..." He pulled away, "Y/n, I think you should go. It was nice of you to stop by, but, Gerard's probably looking for you."

"Alright, I'll see ya around, Patty..." I kissed his cheek, I couldn't help myself. Fuck... he's adorable...

"Bye..." He spoke quietly as I left the attic, and went back downstairs.

"Jellybean, there you are! I've been looking for you everywhere..." He held an arm around me as we walked into the living room. Oh Gerard... soon you'll be dead... and all will be well...

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Ah ah ah ah!!! Billie wtf you doin!! Go home!! But he can't go home, ah this is fun! I hope you liked the chapter!! I love this book. Have a swell day~peace out cheesebags