*Frank*

Two Months Later

Two fucking months! I’ve been here two fucking months. I want to hate Gerard, I want to hate his guts for what he is doing to me, but I just fucking can’t. Other than the kidnapping, he has been nothing but kind, caring and gentle. He hasn’t given me a reason to hate him.

Part of me wishes he would just hit me, just so I would reject the positive feelings I have towards him. Part of me wishes he would just cold me and kiss me. That part fucking scares me!

I collapsed down onto the couch, Gerard was out at work or some shit. I might as well watch some TV. I switched on the machine.

I hadn’t actually watched TV at all since I was taken, I have always been allowed to, the privilege was there, I just never used it.

I wonder what’s going on in the outside world. I flipped over to the news channel, instantly regretting it.

“-nd now onto The Iero case. Despite the news appeals from friends and family we have heard nothing from Mr Frank Iero. New information has been revealed to the press, we now understand Mr Iero may have been kidnapped. This was backed up when a friend of Frank’s, Mr Michael Way, came forward and told the police about a call he had received.”

I just sat there with my mouth wide open. I looked at the picture of me they had on the screen, it was the picture taken on my fifteenth birthday, Ray was in it too, but they obviously cut him out.

“We also devastated to announce the suicide linked to this case”

My heart shattered, oh my God NO! It can’t be Mikey, he spoke to the police! Oh my God, images of my mom and Ray lifeless flooded my head, no!

“Joe Colburn.”

What?! Jesus Christ! Joe bullied me for fucks sake, why on earth would he commit suicide. Almost every day the fucker beat me 'til I cried. What the fuck happened?!

“In suicide cases, we rarely ever reveal the note written, if there has been one. But under the circumstances, we believe it is necessary. Frank Iero, if you are watching this then please let us encourage you to contact us. The suicide note:

I would just like to apologise to my mom and dad first, I love you guys and always will. Now Frank Iero, if the police ever find you, if you return home, I hope this note will come to you, somehow. I am sorry for all the bullying, the beating and the name calling, I only ever done that because I love you. At first I was angry at you for making me love you, but in your absence, I have come to be ashamed of myself, a world without you is a world I can’t live in.
I will always love you Frank Iero.
With love and apologies
Joe Colburn”

J-joe was in love, with..me? What the fuck? I never liked the kid, but I can’t help but pity him, I never ever have loved Joe and I can’t imagine ever loving him. I felt crushed, I felt like I had killed him.

I turned the TV off and went into my bedroom, I just cried and cried.


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I woke up feeling like shit; I took a glance at the bedside table. 11pm. I just want someone to comfort me, I’m the reason everyone is so distraught.

I knew I would regret the decision I had made, but right now I just needed comfort.

I tip-toed out of bed gently opening the door; I then quietly crept into Gerard’s room.

He had his eyes closed, but I knew he was awake; I carefully pulled back his blanket and got into the bed with him, instantly cuddling up to his side.

“Frankie?” he asked seemingly confused.

“Just hold me” I instructed.

He did just that and sooner than ever before curled up to Gerard, sharing his warmth, I drifted to sleep.

Notes

Aww, so a tiny little bit of Frerard!

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