Blood and Flowers

_____________________The next morning________
::Sarria’s POV:::

Someone shook me.

I opened my eyes and turned my head to look at Mikey who’s hazel eyes gazed back at me. "Good morning." He greeted.

"Mmmhm!" I thumped my head back down still tired, why the hell would he get me up this early!?
I’m.....so.....tired.

My eye lids felt like they had 1000 ton weights on them as they drooped closed.

I herd him chuckle, and felt it on my back.

:::Mikey’s POV:::

I chuckled.

Fertile need their sleep, proven fact.

Maybe we kept her up to late last night.

I’ll let her sleep.

"I’m going to start my day."

"Mm." She grumbled.

Smirking, I pecked her cheek before letting go of her and getting out of the bed.

I showered and got dressed. I ate with Gerard and Frank then brushed my teeth.

"Why didn’t you tell me you play guitar?" Gerard asked his mate as I came out of the bathroom.

Frank shrugged and blushed.

"Well come on!" Gerard took his hand and took off for the music room.

They were in there for hours, fornicating on the piano.

Ew.

I put my iPod in my ears and blocked out the sounds filling the space with Motorhead instead.

As I listened, I thought.

About Sarria naturally.

My lovely fertile who lay asleep in our bed.

I remembered when Sarria said a walk in the park would be nice. So, I know what we’re doing for a couple hours.

After she wakes up that is.
I hope she wakes up soon, it’s almost noon.

As if on cue, she came out of the bathroom rubbing her eyes yawning adorably.

I smirked at her Cookie Monster shirt, then my eyes landed on her short red shorts. I didn’t look at what she was wearing last night so....

Her pale legs looked smooth and long. The looked soft and slightly thin,

I held back the boner my body wanted to sprout as I spoke to her. "We’re going for a walk in a park. Get around."

She smiled, nodded and took off for the bedroom.

I could feel her excitement.

And that is a wonderful sign!

After she showered, got dressed and brushed her teeth she came out putting her eyeliner in her pocket.

She looked amazing! As usual.

Wow. I never get used to her beauty, and I hope I never do.

I pocket my keys, took her hand and drove to a large park with a nice walking path.

She smiled and took my hand after I locked the car.

The path was solid under our feet as we made our way.

We began to joke around.

"…..he said I’d killed him months ago!" I finished up my story making her laugh musically.

"Niiice!" She giggled.

This is great! But......not very date like. I realized I don’t know much about her.

"So.....20 questions?" I asked.

She nodded and gestured for me to go first.

"What’s your full name?"

"Sarria Aimée Chaîne cœur."

I better brush up on my french!

All I know is ‘Puis-je utiliser la salle de bain?’ Which is ‘can I use the bathroom.’

By the way, this goes I ask 20 then she asks 20. That way we don’t loose track.
I nodded. "Favorite color?"

"Bright blue."

I could have guessed that.

"Favorite band......s?"

She smiled. "Black Veil Brides (I grinned) , Avenged Sevenfold, Icon For Hire, Metallica, The Misfits, Sum 41 sometimes, Black Flag, Anthrax, Green Day, Motley Crue, Fall out Boy, Simple Plan, Three Day’s Grace....."

"Billie Joe from Green Day, Avenged Sevenfold and Simple Plan are vampires to. Icon for Hire are witches."

"Cool beans." She smirked.

I chuckled.

She uses adorable phrases!

"When is your birthday?"

"April 20th." (Authors note: That’s MY birthday!)

I nodded.

"Allergies?"

"Pollen."

That’s normal, fertiles have sensitive noses so pollen usually irritates them.

A bunch of questions later, it was her turn.

"Full name?"

"Michael James Way."

And so on.

"I’m going to go get a drink. I’ll be right back." To my delight and surprise, she kissed my cheek before skipping off to a drinking fountain.

I sat on a bench near by and waited.

::Sarria’s POV:::

I got to the drinking fountain and pushed my hair over my shoulder, bent down and pushed the button.

I slurped a little on accident before I saw uniformed legs come my way. I stood up and looked to see a police officer coming up to me.

"How old are you miss?"

"Uh, sixteen." I said.

Why the hell is he asking me this?

Suddenly I was shoved against the fountain, bent over it.

"It’s illegal to skip school miss. You’re coming with me." He tried to grab my hands but I was able to get away from him by ducking away from the fountain.

"Resisting arrest. You’re stacking things up, wanna go tell your drug buddies to run? I don’t think so!" He pulled something out and suddenly electricity jolted painfully threw me as I fell to the ground.

I screamed as the pain made my vision flicker.

The pain stopped almost as soon as it started. I looked up to see the cop had dropped his tazer and he was cowering from a snarling Mikey.

Mikey’s eyes were complete black, no hazel or white around. Pure, jet black.

A growl erupted from his lips and his fingers hooked into flesh tearing claws.

"You." He hissed as he shook with anger.

Hateful rage vibrated the air around him.

Why am I turned on right now?!

"I....I’m so sorry! I thought......she was skipping s-school....and......s-" CRUNCH!

The cops plea was cut off as Mikey grabbed his head and popped it like a zit. Blood and bits of brain stained the once clean grass.

The body fell to its knees but Mikey grabbed the neck, hooking his fingers inside it before tearing the dead body in half.

Mikey was covered in blood as he let the body fall to the ground.

Shaking slightly, I ran over to him, threw my arms around his neck and captured his soft lips an a deep kiss.

He shoved his tongue into my mouth and I naturally went with it, letting him explore my mouth. My heart beat quickly as one of his hands groped my butt while the other held my head at an angle.

I felt the blood on his shirt soak into my shirt but I didn’t care.

All that mattered was Mikey.

Oh, and me to I guess.