I'll keep you safe tonight
Chapter 7
(Gerard's pov)
I woke up from a nightmare in which our wedding went wrong because Jack appeared there and took revenge by hiting my Frankie with another gold trophy. That was the most terrifuing and horrible nightmare I have ever had.
All I needed now was a kiss from my Frankie to know that everything was okay. So I turned back on the bed to face him but... he wasn't there. Probably he was dry and went downstairs to the kitchen to drink some water.
When I got downsatirs everything was in silence. Frank wasn't in the kitchen or in the living room. I went upstairs to check if he was in the bathroom. But he wasn't there. Maybe at my brother's room? They were best friends maybe they were bored and were talking in Mikey's room.
I opened his bedroom door to see a sleeping Mikey on his bed. Frank wasn't there either. Where the fuck was Frank? I searched for my phone and when I find it, I called Frank. Suddenly I heard music down stairs. I went downstairs quickly with the phone on my hand only to see Frank's phone ringing on the table of the living room.
What if he was at Jack's house because he have called him? Fuck! I was about to scream when suddenly the door opened. I saw that someone came into the house and turned up the lights. That was when I saw who it was. Frank. He came in with a extremely weird look on his face, it was just like he have saw to fat pigs fucking... okay, really I thought that? Ew. But you can imagine his face by saying that.
"Frank! Where were you?" He looked at me without changing his expression. He closed the door and said nothing. "Frank? What have happened? Please tell me you weren't with Jack." He looked me again and I understand that like 'Yes, I was with Jack.' "What the fuck Frankie?! Were you with Jack?! I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL HIM!" I yelled. I guessed I was angry but it was because I was worried about Frank.
Then I realized that he was upset of me being angry. He had to understand that I had reasons for being angry. But he wouldn't tell me what have happened if I didn't speak nicely to him. So I kissed him and said softly: "I'm not mad at you, sugar. Just please, tell me what have happened." He looked to the floor whispering "Ok" Then he looked back up to me and said: "What happened there was that... that I callled Jack... sorry for that Gee... and he told me to go to his house, but... but I brought a knife with me just in case..." He said while showing me a knife he took out of his pocket. It was clean. He haven't used it. He continued talking. "And when I got there... Jack... Jack..." "DID HE RAPED YOU AGAIN?!" I cut him really angry and worried at the same time. "Erm... no... he... I'm not sure if I can tell you..." What he couldn't tell me? I had no idea of what he could mean with that. "You can tell me, honey." I said and kissed him to calm him down. "Okay... Jack..."
I woke up from a nightmare in which our wedding went wrong because Jack appeared there and took revenge by hiting my Frankie with another gold trophy. That was the most terrifuing and horrible nightmare I have ever had.
All I needed now was a kiss from my Frankie to know that everything was okay. So I turned back on the bed to face him but... he wasn't there. Probably he was dry and went downstairs to the kitchen to drink some water.
When I got downsatirs everything was in silence. Frank wasn't in the kitchen or in the living room. I went upstairs to check if he was in the bathroom. But he wasn't there. Maybe at my brother's room? They were best friends maybe they were bored and were talking in Mikey's room.
I opened his bedroom door to see a sleeping Mikey on his bed. Frank wasn't there either. Where the fuck was Frank? I searched for my phone and when I find it, I called Frank. Suddenly I heard music down stairs. I went downstairs quickly with the phone on my hand only to see Frank's phone ringing on the table of the living room.
What if he was at Jack's house because he have called him? Fuck! I was about to scream when suddenly the door opened. I saw that someone came into the house and turned up the lights. That was when I saw who it was. Frank. He came in with a extremely weird look on his face, it was just like he have saw to fat pigs fucking... okay, really I thought that? Ew. But you can imagine his face by saying that.
"Frank! Where were you?" He looked at me without changing his expression. He closed the door and said nothing. "Frank? What have happened? Please tell me you weren't with Jack." He looked me again and I understand that like 'Yes, I was with Jack.' "What the fuck Frankie?! Were you with Jack?! I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL HIM!" I yelled. I guessed I was angry but it was because I was worried about Frank.
Then I realized that he was upset of me being angry. He had to understand that I had reasons for being angry. But he wouldn't tell me what have happened if I didn't speak nicely to him. So I kissed him and said softly: "I'm not mad at you, sugar. Just please, tell me what have happened." He looked to the floor whispering "Ok" Then he looked back up to me and said: "What happened there was that... that I callled Jack... sorry for that Gee... and he told me to go to his house, but... but I brought a knife with me just in case..." He said while showing me a knife he took out of his pocket. It was clean. He haven't used it. He continued talking. "And when I got there... Jack... Jack..." "DID HE RAPED YOU AGAIN?!" I cut him really angry and worried at the same time. "Erm... no... he... I'm not sure if I can tell you..." What he couldn't tell me? I had no idea of what he could mean with that. "You can tell me, honey." I said and kissed him to calm him down. "Okay... Jack..."
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