This is going to end everything. Im sure of it. I will be able to stop running and start living..


Finally.

I kept my head high and both hands on that machete. They weren't paying any attention to me or whats coming for them.

The only noises in here was Gerard being gagged and fucked and constant moaning from both the bastards hurting my boyfriend. Gerard's eyes were on me the whole time. The energy and warmth slowly drifting away from his beautiful eyes. He nodded at me as another one of those nasty STD infested dick's go back into his mouth.

I closed my took a deep breathe in and out. Opening them fiercely, and I started running towards them letting the sharp metal of the machete scrap the floor. Everyone stopped but me, Gerard moved giving me space to aim for Trevor.

Trevor whipped his head in my direction, eyes wide and screaming, as I sliced through his dick. Blood was pouring off of the now nub and the rest of it on the ground. Trevor was letting all the curse words pour out. The other man was gasping and staring. He pulled out of Gerard and ran upstairs. Leaving me, Gerard, Trevor, and the machete that is now stuck in the concrete floor.

“Pay back for what you did to me. I hate you! Now get the fuck out of my face!” I said and spat in Trevor's face. He got up and ran up the stairs.

I ran over to Gerard and kneeled next to him. He pulled me into a hug on the floor. I started crying into his bare neck. “Its okay Frankie. You did it. Im here and Im fine.” I nodded my head and pulled away to wipe my tears. Gerard stood up and pulled me with him.

“Wheres our clothes?”

“I have no idea. Do we even know where we are?”

I sighed. Hes right. We dont know where we are. I started looking for a light switch so I can see better. I think I found it. I flicked it on and oh my god! Where the hell are we?! The walls were concrete and gray and there were pictures of me, me with Gerard, me and Rylee, mostly me with everyone. There were maps of Jersey with different colored pins in them. This looks like some thing out of a crime scene or whatever. Like Trevor was stalking me the whole time.

“I found our clothes.” Gerard started walking towards me with our clothing which kinda smelled like they were just washed and dried. Cant complain at least we got clean clothes. We quickly put them on and started heading for the stairs. I really dont want to see this anymore.

“I think this might be an exit.. Come look.” I came straight to Gerard side and had a look for myself. It was a door but Im a bit scared of where it might lead to. I looked to Gerard who was already looking at me and I started reaching for the knob. I slowly turned it trying to keep myself calm. I pushed it open slowly and it made a creaking sound. It was room. A bedroom. But who's?

Gerard walked in first inspecting the area for anything and nothing, so I went in after him. There was a switch right next to the white door frame and I flicked it on. This is probably the most normalized room Ive ever seen. Everything in here was neon.

“What is this place?” I said to myself. “I havent a clue.” Gerard said.

Than all of a sudden there was a knocking, well more like a pounding and screaming. “HELP ME!!! PLEASE GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!” It was coming from another door. It might be the closet. Gerard grabbed me and pulled me close to his side. He must have seen me shaking to death of what or who might be on the other side of that door. We started walking to the screams and yells slowly. I started gripping Gerard tightly as we walked closer. My breathing started to get faster. Please not a panic attack. As we got to the screams Gerard reached for the silver handle. He gulped, closed his eyes, then opened them, and turned the handle.

Out came a guy with short brown fringe and a couple of tattoos. He fell straight to the ground and was breathing heavily as if he ran a marathon. His eyes were closed as he was just laying on the white carpet. “Thank...Y-You..Almost...d-died..i-in there.” He turned over so he was facing us now. I looked at Gerard who was just staring at the guy with his eyes wide open. Like he saw a ghost. I deiced to take a seat on the bed and Gerard sat right next to me. He was gripping my waist pretty tightly. Whats wrong with him.

“Austin..?”

The boy on the floor looked at Gerard and a big smile came across his face. This guy must be Austin. But who the hell is Austin?

Notes

I UPDATED!!!! 14 whole goddamn days. Im SORRY!!!

Austin Carlile joined the story guys! awesome!


Frank finally disconnects Trevor from his life. (Lol see what I did there...No..Okay) And Austin? Who? What? When? HOW???? Gerard and Austin have some sort of relation but what type? Boyfriend? Friends? Hmm...SO MANY QUESTIONS!!!


Title Credit: Of Mice and Men "Glass Hearts" I really REALLY like this song!