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Sex and violence.

Chapter fifty two


Gerard's P.O.V


“I thought you said he was here.” Drew mocked me as he followed me around his house.

“I did too.” I mumbled. Mostly to myself as I began searching every corner, trying to find a Frank sized figure.

“Can’t you just call him?” Drew insisted.

“I could if you let me use your phone.” I spun around, facing Drew as the thought never occurred to me.



Frank’s P.O.V

“Hello?” I answered the phone, not knowing the number.

“Frank?”

“Gerard?” I could instantly tell it was him over the phone, but there was another voice in the background.

“Where are you?” He asked, sounding more worried than ever.

“A motel with Justin a few towns over.” I answered, holding the phone closer as I dropped myself on the bed. Justin watching me as I stayed on the phone.

“Why the hell are you over there?” He yelled, causing me to flinch a little.

“Things happened. If you’re coming that’s fine but I’m not coming back for a while.” I answered.

“No, I’ll come. Where are you again?” He asked, his voice sighing.
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“What!?” Gerard yelled, throwing himself off the motel couch.

“Gerard, it’s not like he slaughtered him!” I yelled back, trying to defend Justin.

“Okay, so Justin just killed Bob and you’re acting like it’s okay?” He snapped in a sarcastic tone.

“You weren’t fucking there, okay. You went off with Drew and did who knows what while I called Chris and apparently Bob had- you know what. No, I’m done if you’re not going to take our side then why bother to even explain things to you.” My body grew hot and anger and rage boiled in my stomach. Sending me to slip my arms through a heavy hoodie.

“Frank, nothing happened between me and Drew! I wouldn’t cheat on you!” Gerard screamed back, his voice cracking. I couldn’t even bare to look at his face once last time before throwing myself out the door.

“Lie to me.” I whispered to myself. Embracing the cold as I began walking through the parking lot. Tears began to stab my eyes as I tried wiping them before they could slide down my face.

I didn’t think twice before I pull out a box of cigarettes. quickly lighting one before setting my hands in my pocket as the cold begins nipping at my skin.

‘I really needed this.” I tell myself as I let the smoke crawl from my mouth.

I continue walking around, heading over to a city area. Not even caring that it’s about ten at night.



Gerad’s P.O.V

“You weren’t fucking there, okay. You went off with Drew and did who knows what while I called Chris and apparently Bob had- you know what. No, I’m done if you’re not going to take our side then why bother to even explain things to you.” Frank yelled, his voice loaded with anger and rage.
I only cringe at his words. He thinks I fucked Drew?

Tears clouded my eyes as the statement repeated in my head. “Frank, nothing happened between me and Drew! I wouldn’t cheat on you!” I screamed, watching Frank put on his coat.

He didn’t even look twice before leaving. Slamming the door on the way out, leaving my face to drown in tears.

“God dammit!” I screamed as the tears flowed down my face. “Frank don’t leave me!”

Notes

YAY I UPDATED FOR ONCE

Comments

This just ripped me to pieces.

Lost_Soul Lost_Soul
1/18/16

Oh no no no! He called him Drew I cannot keep reading I'm about to DIE!

KayKay KayKay
6/30/15

I'm rereading this bc its life

xXLudicrousXx xXLudicrousXx
6/2/15

Wow, im so sad that gerard and drew died (I got a bit confused at the end hospital scene, thinking gerard had survived) but damn that was a good ending, if you write a proper novel for sure I'd read it

@Blood Bunny
I don't know how id make a sequel out of this one but I'm trying to come up with another good story line that doesn't die out O: